My ability pool is superior to others

"You said you're also dissatisfied with this social order, what do you plan to do?"

Upon hearing Black Sniper's words, Lü Bai chuckled to himself.

Having your abilities taken away, quickly accept it and suppress all hostility, while simultaneously demonstrating your value as much as possible...

Lu Bai often admired those guys who could thrive in the deathmatch arena.

It's not as easy as it sounds to say you can just swallow your pride and let things slide.

"If it weren't for my sweat and hard work, I wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of you."

In front of the black sniper, Lü Bai controlled the tripwire to surround him: "As for what I plan to do? I'm not a capitalist, I have no need to exploit your surplus value."

He walked over, picked up the phone that Black Sniper had placed on the table, told the bald man on the other end of the call the room number, and then hung up.

After doing all this, he waved to the black sniper and left lazily, as if he were taking a walk after dinner.

In the middle of the intersection.

Du~du~du~
Hearing the ringtone after the call ended, the bald man held his phone, looking completely bewildered: "Huh?"

……

Boom! ! !

Dark red blood gushed from the young man's body, flowing continuously.

A large amount of blood rushed through like a flood.

The billboards of shops on both sides of the street were shattered into pieces the instant they were hit, and the already broken glass windows were washed out of shape.

Wood chips and debris mingled with the torrent of blood, and the surging flow seemed unstoppable.

"Damn! Are you even capable? Where's your wind control?"

Feng Yixuan grabbed Li Shan and jumped up, hanging on an iron clothesline set up by a family on the third floor.

That one is called Wind Chaser...

Li Shan wanted to refute, but lacked confidence: "It can't be used recently."

"What the hell are you talking about? You think abilities have periods?"

Feng Yixuan wanted to continue cursing, but was interrupted by the blood wave that rose from the ground.

In desperation, she could only focus on dealing with the onslaught of blood.

He casually hung Li Shan on the clothesline, then took a deep breath and shouted at the rapidly surging blood, "Ah!!!"

The sound waves emanating from her mouth were deafening and visible to the naked eye.

Not only was the blood surging vertically dispersed on the spot, but the blood pool below was also shaken by the sound waves, creating radial grooves that continued to spread further away.

[Lion's Roar (Colorful): One of the seventy-two Shaolin arts, the most powerful and forceful in the world. A clear roar, like a thunderbolt, can be heard for miles, terrifying enemies. Acquiring this ability will enhance the user's physical attributes, ensuring the user will not be harmed while using it.]

Strictly speaking, this ability is relatively weak among the color-level abilities.

However, its strength lies in its comprehensiveness and high applicability, ensuring that the improved physical fitness will not be completely useless under any circumstances.

The blood pool surged like a tsunami, creating waves over ten meters high. The dark red blood, illuminated by the light, was a truly shocking sight.

Wow~
The blood that had been stirred up fell back down, like a rain of blood.

The young man wrapped himself in blood to form a blood sphere, creating a brief vacuum that completely isolated him from external sound waves. Only after the vibrations caused by the sound waves subsided did he remove the blood shield.

Feng Yixuan did not try to fight back, but grabbed Li Shan and continued to flee, while continuing to berate her: "I knew I shouldn't have gone with you, you've just made yourself a burden."

Li Shan felt a little awkward and took the initiative to change the subject: "With such a big commotion, the captain must be on his way here." Feng Yixuan turned her head and glanced behind her, noticing the torrent of blood rushing towards them at an even faster speed. Her face darkened, and she gritted her teeth and shouted.

"Easy for you to say, then you show me what you've got to do! Come on!"

……

The bald man lay on his back on the ground. His wounds had healed. If it weren't for the fact that his newly grown skin was too white, he wouldn't look like he had just been injured. At most, he just looked a little weak.

The members of the tenth squadron surrounded him, and judging from their expressions, it seemed that he, as the squadron leader, was quite popular among the members.

A man in a white leather trench coat stood up and clapped his hands: "Luckily I arrived in time, otherwise, Lao Jiang, you would have really been in deep trouble this time."

In the city of Zhiwu, there are squads mainly responsible for support, and naturally there are also squads responsible for healing.

Somewhat counterintuitively, the medical unit is actually the strongest in Shiro Naotake's formation in terms of overall combat power.

This actually involves a question of human nature.

That is, when deathmatchers choose to retain their abilities, they prioritize those that can enhance their offensive capabilities for their own safety.

Even Lü Bai initially thought the same way.

This overly rational thinking leads most deathmatchers to be unwilling to actively retain support abilities, with healing types being the least popular.

Those who retain healing abilities are those who already possess sufficiently strong combat capabilities. They only retain a healing ability when they have the opportunity, provided that their own safety is not a primary concern.

It's like how normal people only engage in sexual activity after they've eaten their fill.

It's not that I don't like it, it's just a matter of priority.

"Where's that guy with the black sniper rifle?" The bald man struggled to sit up.

The man in the white trench coat slowly said as he packed his medical kit, "They should have been taken to the City Hall by now."

The bald man nodded resentfully, clearly planning to settle scores with the black sniper.

However, he didn't forget who he should really thank for surviving this time.

He then asked, "Where did Deputy Captain Lü go?"

"Deputy Captain Lü? Oh, you mean that guy?"

The man in the white trench coat slung the packed medical kit over his shoulder: "He went to the Fourth Livable City. He said he was going to repay a favor, and it seems something happened there."

The bald man scratched his head, puzzled: "The Fourth Livable City, isn't that the area under the jurisdiction of the Sixth Squadron?"

"Who knows? Anyway, our squad is only responsible for rescuing people."

……

Where the torrent of blood had swept through, there were obvious bloodstains and a strong smell of blood.

At first glance, it looks exactly like the crime scene of a sadistic and deranged killer.

At this moment, Feng Yixuan stopped fleeing with Li Shan and instead stood on the signboard of a food stall.

In front of the two of them, the captain of the sixth squadron stood with a solemn expression, confronting the young man whose feet were treading on the pool of blood.

"How many people did you kill to collect so much blood?"

The young man was quite surprised to hear this.

"Wouldn't there be more killings if there were no cities?" (End of Chapter)