The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 114 The Ranking List and the Inescapable Vicious Cycle

Zhou Fengchen was curious. What were they guarding against? He stood to the side on higher ground, opened his Heavenly Eye, and was completely dumbfounded. He didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Beside Doromo and his companions stood a gigantic, illusory figure, over ten meters tall. The figure, dressed in shorts, with a bald head and a large belly, squatted on the ground, grinning at Doromo and his friends. It occasionally gestured with its hand, seemingly saying something; judging from its lip movements, it probably meant: "Look at these bugs! They're quite amusing..."

This person is actually... Monk Yuanzhi!?

Doromo and his two companions were in a sorry state. Yuanzhi monk nudged them and they fell to the ground. They got up and huddled together again, taking out their weapons to guard their surroundings, completely unaware of what had happened.

At that moment, Doromo spotted Zhou Fengchen, who was standing there in a daze, and roared, "Zhou Fengchen! We're all trapped! Who knows what's in there! Why don't we put aside our grudges and figure out a way to escape together? What do you say?"

After he finished speaking, he found that Zhou Fengchen did not react at all.

Han Fei also grew anxious and shouted, "Brother Zhou, let's put aside this matter. Let's leave aside your grudge with Doromo for now and work together to deal with this invisible monster, okay? Do you have any plans...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Fengchen roared upwards at them, "Yuan Zhi! What the hell are you doing?!"

The enormous phantom of Yuanzhi paused for a moment, blinked, and seemed to be speaking "silently" to someone, before saying: My brother is calling me...

Finally, he stood up, turned around, and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The three of them, including Doromo, found Zhou Fengchen a bit strange. After a while, when no one "attacked" him again, they seemed to understand something.

Song Xixue gritted her teeth, "You bastard Zhou! So it was you who orchestrated all of this!"

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his eyes, staring at the direction where Monk Yuanzhi had disappeared. He couldn't see anything clearly, his mind was foggy, and he was very impatient. He cursed, "What the hell! How the hell am I supposed to know what happened? You're crazy!"

Song Xixue's pretty face turned red with anger, and she was about to retort when a large group of "villagers" suddenly appeared from both sides of the village. Upon seeing the four of them, they all rushed forward with red eyes.

The four split into two groups, each giving the other a wary look, and then simultaneously said, "Kill them!"

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This killing spree was truly exhausting, leaving me speechless, miserable, and frustrated!

No matter how you beat those "villagers," they just won't die. No matter what method you use, it won't work. Every time you hit them, they'll let out a strange laugh. Hearing that sound too much makes me feel nauseous.

But if you don't kill them, they'll kill you!

Zhou Fengchen was alright, having been used to being tormented by his father since childhood. The three behind him were not so good. They killed and cursed at the same time, as if cursing could give them some satisfaction. But after cursing for a while, their mouths got numb, so they simply gave up on this pointless behavior.

Before they knew it, dawn was approaching. The four of them were almost completely exhausted. Doromo vented weakly, "It's over! I, Doromo, have been practicing shamanism for eighteen years and ranked twelfth on the list of the younger generation of mystical arts among the Hundred Knowledge Monks of the Jianghu. Before I even had a chance to enjoy life, I'm going to be worked to death here."

Han Fei, unusually childish, said, "Don't mention that Hundred-Knowledge Monk list, I'm ranked tenth!"

Song Xixue gave a wry smile, "My sister is thirteenth!"

Zhou Fengchen listened with great curiosity. This was the second time he had heard of this ranking; Doromo had also brought it up to show off before. He couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is this Hundred-Knowledge Monk Ranking?"

Han Fei said, "It encompasses five schools and seven sects, from the grasslands and Miao regions, and includes one Buddha, one blind man, three Taoists, five elders, ten masters, and fifteen young masters of metaphysics!"

Zhou Fengchen was even more puzzled. "It sounds funny, what does it mean?"

Han Fei hid between Doromo and Song Xixue for a while and said, "This Hundred-Knowledge Monk is a very mysterious person. No one has ever seen his true face, let alone knows what his purpose is in compiling this list. However, everything he has listed is genuine and irrefutable! The 'One Buddha' refers to the highly respected Abbot Daye of the Hanging Temple, the 'One Blind' refers to the Old Poisonous Blind Man of Cloud Peak Mountain; the head of the three paths is the Pure Yang Daoist of Maoshan, followed by the Cloud-Walking Daoist of Laoshan, and the last one is very strange. I've never heard of him before, and I don't know which sect he belongs to. He is called Zhou Daoxing..."

"What the hell?" Zhou Fengchen was taken aback. It sounded like something out of a martial arts novel, about a martial arts alliance leader or something. How did it suddenly turn into talking about his own father?

Han Fei was slightly smug: "Surprised? Never heard of them, have you? Hehe, ordinary people wouldn't know, and martial arts schools like Shaolin and Wudang wouldn't even rank in. To be honest... never mind, those people are too far removed from us. Let's just talk about the fifteen younger generation! I'm tenth. Now you understand how powerful I am, right?"

Zhou Fengchen was full of questions, but now was not the time to get to the bottom of it. While killing the "villagers," he casually asked, "Impressive, but why am I not on this list of the younger generation?"

Song Xixue scoffed, "Go away and play somewhere else. What's it to you?"

Zhou Fengchen was frustrated, feeling a lack of recognition, and said, "That's because the Hundred-Knowledge Monk doesn't know me. All three of you can rank, so why can't I? If I get angry, I'll beat you up like it's nothing!"

This angered everyone. Doromo and his two companions were furious and started cursing, "You sons of bitches! Don't be so arrogant!"

Zhou Fengchen chuckled, "Hey! So what if I'm arrogant? I'll wear you three bastards out!"

"Depend on!"

"Damn you!"

So Zhou Fengchen took on three opponents at once, engaging in a war of words while killing the "villagers." Not satisfied with just cursing, they even took a break to turn around and spit on each other.

I'll spit all over your face!

"I'll choke you to death with a mouthful of phlegm!"

"The celestial maiden scatters flower-like spit, bah!"

"Screw your brother-in-law!"

Song Xixue: "Good heavens! Can you guys stop being so disgusting! This is so childish!"

Not long after, the group of people had vomited until they were dry and their bodies were weak. They were almost in despair when, just before sunrise, all the "villagers" suddenly disappeared.

The four continued to hack and slash haphazardly for a while until no more "villagers" appeared, then they collapsed in despair.

After resting for half an hour, panting heavily, Doromo struggled to his feet. "It's dawn, let's get out of here!"

Zhou Fengchen scoffed, "I'll admit defeat if you can leave!"

Doromo and the other two were unconvinced. They glared at him, helped each other up, and walked forward. Before long, they ran back, looked up at Zhou Fengchen, shook their heads and smiled bitterly. They had obviously been "trapped in a maze" and returned to their starting point.

Zhou Fengchen lay on the ground, shrugging boredly. "How about it? Want to go back and make some breakfast?"

The three exchanged a glance, and Han Fei said, "Hey Zhou, stop gossiping. How about we discuss a plan?"

"What countermeasures are you discussing?" Zhou Fengchen asked curiously.

Han Fei said, "If you go back, we'll go back too, that is, back to back, and see what happens!"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Nothing will happen. We'll see the village, then come back, and it'll still be face to face."

Han Fei was at a loss. "Then what do you suggest we do?"

Zhou Fengchen blinked, then said with a "Huh?", "Let's each go back and enter the village, but not from the same direction. Let's see what happens, whether we'll end up together?"

"Alright!" Doromo nodded. "But when we get to the stone steps leading into the village, listen to my signal and go in together!"

"OK!"

After discussing their plan, the four of them walked forward back to back.

Zhou Fengchen quickly reached the stone steps leading into the village and shouted, "Are you done?"

Doromo responded loudly, "Ready! Ready—Go!"

Zhou Fengchen immediately ran down the stone steps, then bumped into someone with a thud. Looking up, he saw it was Doromo.

The group exchanged glances and couldn't help but smile bitterly. They had no energy or will to fight back, even if they had a grudge.

Han Fei exclaimed, "It's over! We're doomed!"

To everyone's surprise, Song Xixue suddenly opened her mouth in astonishment, pointed in the direction of the village, and said, "You...you see, this..."

Zhou Fengchen, Han Fei, and the other two turned around and were all taken aback.