Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 270 - 240: Haunted House! Haunted House!

Chapter 270: Chapter 240: Haunted House! Haunted House!

Thud!

Wu Xiaode’s fist struck the haunted house’s grand door.

The entire door shattered into dozens of pieces, turning into fiery meteors that sprayed into the hall within.

Inside the hall stood seven or eight demons wielding weapons, scurrying away with their hands over their heads, tumbling to the ground, their bodies ablaze.

The door was now empty.

Yet the edges of the door still bore ongoing flames.

Wu Xiaode stood amidst these flames, silently watching those demons.

He raised his fist again—

Seeing this, the demons suddenly shouted and ran haphazardly towards the back of the hall, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

Wu Xiaode revealed a look of confusion and wondered,

"Is this the haunted house? Why are the NPCs scared and not me, the player?"

Suddenly.

A high-pitched voice came from behind the hall:

"Come on in, kid, how can you experience the horror of the haunted house from the doorway? It’s actually quite fun inside!"

This was that guy known as Ma Wang!

"What’s so fun about it? Why don’t you introduce it to me?" Wu Xiaode said.

The voice laughed playfully: "The bodies and skeletons of you humans cover every inch of the ground behind the hall; it’s the carpet I meticulously crafted. Of course, there’s also Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea; hurry up and come play!"

Wu Xiaode said, "It seems like you really like the haunted house."

"Of course! Flesh and fear are our paradise. Every time I visited haunted houses in the past, I’d think, when can I eat humans to my heart’s content—"

The voice said excitedly, "Now that the Divine Beings are dead, I finally have my own haunted house, a dream come true!"

"How many people have you eaten?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Anyway, I killed them all. If I couldn’t eat them, I’d hang them up first. I’ve always been accustomed to eating preserved food— You want to know the number? What’s the use of that?" Ma Wang asked, perplexed.

"I just want to know; can you satisfy this small wish of mine?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I’ve had tens of thousands, not so good with counting, can’t remember, hahaha!" boasted the monster, laughing proudly.

Before Wu Xiaode could say anymore, its voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the venue:

"Come on! Gymnastics-performing human! I’ve heard you’re amazing. Have the guts to enter my haunted house and fight me properly!"

"That’s called broadcast gymnastics," Wu Xiaode corrected.

"That’s not important! Today, you dare to challenge me; I’ll make sure you die here!" Ma Wang laughed wildly.

Wu Xiaode said, "Your mood seems a bit off."

As he spoke,

Rows upon rows of bronze arms emerged behind him in the Void.

Hundreds of arms spread out like rings, each hand posed for a different attack.

At this moment, Wu Xiaode seemed like a god from ancient legends.

On the Book of the Dead, the soul power value suddenly jumped, followed by—

Over 50 million soul power values began to pour out rapidly!

Hum!

All the bronze arms came to life, bursting forth and darting towards every direction of the haunted house like a fierce storm, unleashing various Iron Wire Fist Skills like pounding, smashing, whipping, rolling, and hammering!

It seems slow to describe, but it was only a matter of seconds—

A long, violent tremor resonated through the ground.

Under the impenetrable fist shadows, the whole haunted house was directly blasted into ruins.

Roar—

A cloud of dust soared into the sky.

Some tens of meters away, a creature over three meters tall stood amidst the rubble, stupefied.

This was a horse.

Its upper body had the appearance of a horse, while its lower body was that of a human.

Around it, numerous demons with weapons stood in a defensive posture, motionless, covered in thick dust.

—Having razed the haunted house, their forms were naturally exposed.

Wu Xiaode said, "Sorry, I saw you were a bit agitated, so I gave you a hand."

The monster answered woodenly, "What’s wrong with me?"

Wu Xiaode earnestly explained, "You were too happy, and that made me quite unhappy."

"Bastard, you’ve torn down my place, I will kill you!" Ma Wang growled.

Wu Xiaode looked around.

The collapsed structures had buried all the human corpses.

Standing amidst the ruins were only demons.

This was very good.

"It’s time for us to say goodbye. Killing too many people gets you thrown in prison, then executed," Wu Xiaode said.

"Bullshit! Even the immortals are all dead! They’re gone! There’s no one left to punish us!" Ma Wang roared angrily.

Wu Xiaode listened, then looked up at the deep night sky and said,

"The Divine Beings are indeed gone... but the heavens are still there. You think you can make a move this big and heaven won’t see?"

"Heaven? Hahaha, you really are a naïve little fellow. What can heaven do? It’s just the Void!" Ma Wang said.

Wu Xiaode remained silent.

The Book of the Dead opened, and three lines of ice crystal text quietly emerged:

"’Heavenly Will’ activated."

"Target locked."

"Ready to enter battle mode at any time!"

Wu Xiaode looked down, stepping on the scattered rubble as he walked towards the other.

Seeing him, Ma Wang scoffed and said, "Fine. You’ve destroyed my haunted house, so I’ll devour your flesh and blood and turn your soul into a wandering ghost!"

It slowly drew its weapon.

—Only to reveal a spear with quite an imposing look.

All the bronze arms returned behind Wu Xiaode, collectively flipping off the spear with their middle fingers.

Wu Xiaode loosened his wrists, slowly walking towards Ma Wang, then suddenly stopped and took out his vibrating cell phone.

On the phone screen, a line of text appeared:

"About 69,000 people died here."

It was a message from that girl surnamed Shen.

What was her name again?

Right, how did she know I just asked Ma Wang this question?

It seems her Divine Power allows her to see what’s happening here.

"Thanks,"

Wu Xiaode replied and put away his phone.

He looked up at Ma Wang—

Messages began to flash through his mind:

"In three seconds, unleash the spear technique: Heart Piercing Throw;"

"Relevant skills mastered."

"Charge in five seconds."

"Deploy Spear Skill: Illusion Strike on the seventh second."

"You have mastered it."

Three, two, one!

Ma Wang roared, "Die—"

But he didn’t use the long halberd in his hand, instead, he grabbed a long spear from the Void and hurled it fiercely at Wu Xiaode!

Wu Xiaode merely took a slight half step aside.

The long spear flew past his side with a swooshing sound, whipping up a fierce wind.

The fourth second!

Wu Xiaode clenched his fists, his gaze as sharp as a knife, and he roared, "Come at me!"

The fifth second!

Ma Wang suddenly crossed the distance of dozens of meters, charging at Wu Xiaode with the force of thunder.

If this hit landed, Wu Xiaode would lose his balance and be sent flying!

But Wu Xiaode was well-prepared, not backing down an inch, he faced the charge and threw out his fists.

Iron Wire Fist Skill’s ultimate technique - Iron Hand Blocks the River!

A dull sound echoed across the plains, and an invisible shockwave spread out from the clash between human and demon, kicking up countless bits of fly ash, gravel, broken tiles, and bricks like bullets flying in all directions.

They stood in place, unmoving.

It was a deadlock!

"You think you can kill me with that one fist?"

Ma Wang sneered.

The long halberd in its hand was raised high—

In the blink of an eye, a bronze hand suddenly appeared, transforming into a knife-hand strike and cunningly slicing at its wrist!

Another bronze hand floated beneath it, standing upright as a palm, forming a palm knife and making a slight gesture—

Both dirty magic hands launched their attack together!

Ma Wang felt an indescribable, inhuman, extreme pain coming from its lower body, causing its entire body to reflexively tremble a few times.

It was at that moment, a vicious force struck its wrist, causing its grip on the halberd to instantly loosen.

Whoosh—

The long halberd was snatched away by that hand!

Ma Wang’s abilities all lay in its Spear Skill; now, with the halberd taken away and having suffered an unspeakable "cut" below, with the enemy right in front of it, it couldn’t fall—

"Damn human... you’re so cruel..."

It barely took a defensive stance, shaking all over, grinding its teeth and cursing.

Wu Xiaode took a step forward.

Ma Wang swung its massive fist at him head-on.

But Wu Xiaode dodged as if he knew exactly how it would attack, avoiding the blow the moment it was thrown, taking another step closer, invading its space, swinging his fist—

Thud!

A muffled sound.

A bone-cracking noise came from the long horse face.

"Pugh!"

Ma Wang’s nostrils spewed blood, but it didn’t retreat a step, swinging both fists and shouting fiercely:

"Iron Wire Fist? Too old-school!"

It shook its body, and its hands threw out a series of attacks like afterimages.

Wu Xiaode stood amidst the overwhelming waves of fists, slightly shifting his body, constantly ducking and weaving.

Every time he dodged one of its fists, he would be sure to return by throwing a punch of his own.

Dodged a thousand times, threw a thousand punches.

Ma Wang had been battered until it was covered in blood and finally couldn’t hold on, retreating a few steps back.

Wu Xiaode said, "What’s wrong? Weren’t you going to show me around the ghost house just now? Why are you backing away?"

"Stop! No more fighting!" Ma Wang gasped.

"Why?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I acknowledge your strength now. Our battle, if it continues, will end either with your death or my demise. There’s no need for that!" Ma Wang said.

Wu Xiaode fell silent for a moment, then spoke softly, "Do you still remember something?"

"What?" Ma Wang asked.

"A ghost house is fun because flesh and blood and fear are where the real pleasure lies," Wu Xiaode said.

Ma Wang was stunned.

Those were its own words.

Now thrown back at it.

Could it be...

A trace of deep fear flickered in Ma Wang’s eyes, and it couldn’t help but take another two steps back.

"... What do you mean?" Ma Wang waved its hands around.

Its minions slowly gathered around.

Soon, Wu Xiaode was surrounded by countless demons.

Wu Xiaode ignored them, even showing a bit of a smile on his face, and said in a gentle tone:

"About sixty-nine thousand people have died here. Today, I will be immodest enough to take the lead and represent them. I’ll return the invitation and let you experience what real flesh and blood and terror is."

In the Void, a number of bronze fists quietly appeared, positioned behind him ready to strike at any moment.

Ma Wang roared fiercely:

"You’re just one person, and I have hundreds of subordinates here. Even a war of attrition would kill you!"

Wu Xiaode looked around and nodded, "Indeed, there are many demons. But don’t worry, sixty-nine thousand fists, I won’t miss a single one."

"Now, let’s use these ruins as our ghost house."

"I hope you enjoy the fear I bring—"

No sooner had he spoken.

A fog swept in.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wu Xiaode stepped into the fog and disappeared instantly.

The countless bronze hands at his back vanished cleanly as well.

When the fog dispersed.

There was nothing left.

In front of everyone, a full-grown man had completely vanished.

Right after that—

Thud!

A muffled sound.

One of the demons was sent flying, crashing into a wall a hundred meters away.

Its chest bore a bloody, gaping hole.

—It had been punched to death!

Ma Wang watched this occur, inexplicably feeling a chill in its heart, and couldn’t help but bellow:

"Search! Find him! You must find him!"

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