My ability pool is superior to others

Chapter 235 The Hunt Continues
Lu Bai's figure appeared several meters away like a flash, with a harmless and kind smile on his face, looking quite calm and composed.

However, he knew in his heart that this effect could only be achieved by relying on [Flash Time].

Just relying on his own martial arts skills, he is not able to compete with a top master like Simba.

So he didn't dare to take Simba's punch head-on, but kept a safe distance and confronted the top player on the island.

"As the leader of Chikan Bay, are you just going to hide?"

Simba's attacks failed twice in a row, and he was obviously holding back some anger that he couldn't vent, and even his questions were tinged with anger.

Lu Bai shrugged indifferently and said, "You are not my target in the first place."

Perhaps when people are extremely speechless, they will laugh involuntarily.

Simba's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath. His years of fighting experience allowed him to adjust his emotions quickly so as not to let his emotions affect his judgment.

"It's a war between Weidao and Chikan Bay now. You are the one in charge of Chikan Bay, and you can't escape."

"Then find a way to find me first."

Lu Bai sighed softly, then symbolically snapped his fingers, dyeing the surface of Simba's eyes pitch black.

Simba's expression froze as he was once again shrouded in darkness.

"Bastard!"

He couldn't help cursing out loud.

On the way to the top of Ojima High School, Simba encountered countless opponents, but no opponent had ever made him as easily irritated as Lu Bai.

"Do you think these little tricks can stop me?!"

Simba's expression was extremely ugly: "I'm telling you, it's wishful thinking!"

He made a lot of noise, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to him.

Lu Bai gave a look to the White-browed Bat King and Xiao Fengze, indicating that Simba would be left to them.

After making sure that the two understood what he meant, he trotted away from the scene.

He still had to continue hunting fighters and had no time to deal with Simba.

Upon seeing this, the White-browed Bat King and Xiao Fengze looked at each other, and ferocious smiles appeared on their faces at the same time.

Indeed, for a master-level martial artist, even if he loses his vision, his body's sharp reactions and perceptions are beyond the reach of innate or acquired martial artists.

But it will still have an impact on combat effectiveness. Facing people of the same level, being suppressed is almost inevitable.

……

A passage to an escape room.

The corridor is very narrow, more like a crack in the wall than a passage.

The corridor was very long, and except for a few boards in the safety passage that emitted green light, the corridor was almost pitch black.

Several people wearing the uniform of Ojima High School huddled at the end of the corridor, not daring to make any sound and even trying to breathe as lightly as possible.

Judging from the titles floating above their heads, they are all obviously death fighters.

They escaped from Lu Bai.

Their reaction was not slow. As soon as darkness fell, they decisively chose to leave the team on Wei Island and run away.

However, when they were about to escape from Chikan Bay, they saw a scene that made them despair.

The densely packed army, like marching ants, surrounded the exit.

The size of that force seemed like it was sent to flatten Chikan Bay.

In this critical situation with wolves in front and tigers behind, they could only find a safe place to hide and hope that no one would find them.

A death fighter with prominent cheekbones looked around and said softly.

"Everyone, don't be discouraged. We can be optimistic. There is definitely no shortage of top-notch warriors in a force of this size. If everything goes well, maybe that 'Smiley Face' will die at the hands of the natives."

After hearing this, the remaining fighters didn't hold out much hope, but they still had some hope. It was really because Lu Bai's identity as the leader of Chikan Bay shocked them too much.

Judging from the standards of death fighters, he is so strong that not many death fighters have the confidence to compete with Lu Bai.

One of the death fighters moved his throat a few times.

"I still don't understand why that 'Smiley Face' is so much better than us."

"It's just luck."

In the shadows, a death fighter said something unconvinced.

Unfortunately, no one agreed with him, and the atmosphere, which had just become a little more lively, became quiet again.

There's no point in being stubborn, anyone with a brain can figure out the answer.

This is a criminal gang, not a family business. If they don't have enough strength, they won't be able to hold on to their position as the leader.

"Perhaps we could try to follow him?"

After a moment of silence, another deathmatch player came up with a new idea.

The Death Fighter with high cheekbones curled his lips and said, "No, I doubt that 'Smiley Face' is a clone. How can a normal Death Fighter do this?"

"Why not?"

Lu Bai retorted with a hint of dissatisfaction.

The death fighter with high cheekbones: "!"

The rest of the death fighters: “!”

In an instant, all the death fighters in the corner of the aisle looked in the direction where the sound came from.

From the perspective of these death fighters, it was a rather strange scene.

A young man suddenly appeared at the entrance of the narrow corridor.

The green light of the safety passage illuminated half of the young man's face, and the weird smile on his face made people feel cold.

After a brief pause, the young man ran towards them with a smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, the fighters in the corner were so frightened that they lost their souls.

Ignoring his companions who were still chatting with him a minute ago, he waved his hands frantically and pushed them away, running away from Lu Bai.

Unfortunately, the hiding place they chose was less than ideal.

There is no way to escape even if you want to.

The death fighter who was pushed to the back felt his heart sink, and without hesitation he turned around and knelt down: "Brother Smiley, I..."

He had just opened his mouth to speak when Lu Bai rushed over and punched him in the head.

To be honest, having some death fighters as your subordinates would make many things much easier.

But the problem is that Lu Bai can neither tell whether the other party is sincere in surrendering to him nor judge whether the other party is a clone.

The risks and benefits are completely disproportionate, so he simply treats them equally.

No matter whether you are a clone or not, just get rid of you.

The remaining fighters had no way to escape and were killed one after another by Lu Bai's punches.

Even in this situation, they still had no thought of fighting back. Their only thought was to escape faster than their companions.

The death fighter with high cheekbones broke into a secret room and was about to turn back to lock the door.

But he was suddenly shocked and lowered his head in disbelief: "You... I will remember..."

A bloody fist was slowly withdrawn from his heart, making a slightly teeth-grinding sound of flesh rubbing against each other.

(End of this chapter)