A master of comedy!

Chapter 104 Vanguard General
Under the moonlight, Zhou Sheng was panting heavily, his murderous aura gradually dissipating, his face pale, but the sharpness in his eyes remained undiminished.

The sharp pain in his left shoulder jolted him from his state of perfect harmony with the role; the golden lake in his dantian had already evaporated and risen to the surface.

The most deadly thing was that he could feel all the blood in his body rushing upwards, being absorbed by the demonic sword, Dragon Devourer.

He could even see the red, vein-like patterns on the knife twitching like an animal, as if it were swallowing.

If this continues, he will probably completely lose the ability to resist.

Under the threat of death, Zhou Sheng felt no fear; instead, his inherent ferocity and ruthlessness were unleashed.

His gaze was resolute as he gripped the broken half of the knife in his hand, ready to slash at his left shoulder.

Survive with a broken arm!

Rather than being sucked dry like this, I'd rather cut off my own arm and fight to the last moment!
Wu Song captured Fang La with one arm, relying on his unparalleled ruthlessness, which may have been his last chance to survive.

But at that moment, the general voluntarily sheathed his sword.

The Dragon-Swallowing Blade hummed and vibrated, and a dragon's roar came from the dragon head on the hilt, as if it were yearning and reluctant to part.

The general sheathed his sword inch by inch, concealing his terrifying killing intent, and a hint of appreciation appeared in his crimson eyes as he stared at Zhou Sheng.

He could easily see Zhou Sheng's intention to fight again after losing his arm; such courage and valor were very much to his liking.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a great game. You guys made me very happy tonight."

The general raised his eyes and looked at Guan Buping and Yaotai Feng, and said indifferently, "Master Guan's swordsmanship is divine, but it's a pity that this Guan Dao is still too poor and cannot allow you to fully exert your strength."

"Boss Feng is a bit weak, but his swordsmanship is superb and his movement is also quite good. I've also heard that you are best at the Yang family spear technique. It's a pity that I won't be able to see it tonight."

"You two may serve as generals in my camp. As for the fiery aura, I will find a way to neutralize it for you. As for Boss Long..."

The general's gaze fixed on Zhou Sheng, and the crimson light flickered slightly.

"Boss Long gave me the biggest surprise tonight. Although you are a master of shamanism, I am still willing to give you a chance."

"Once you join my ranks, you will become my vanguard general!"

Zhou Sheng frowned and gave him a deep look.

Master was right, this guy is indeed sharpening his knife, and has great ambitions.

A ghost town clearly couldn't satisfy his appetite; his recruitment of soldiers and horses at such a pace must indicate a grand scheme. Once on this pirate ship, it would be difficult to escape in the future.

"I'm sorry, I have no intention of joining the army."

Zhou Sheng resolutely refused, and at the same time prepared to summon the black horse, and if all else failed, he would escape first.

Of course, he had to ensure Yao Taifeng and the others' safety first.

If the other party truly intends to kill him, and he has no way to escape, then he should change his mind and agree to the terms to stall for time.

"Thank you for your kindness, General. We were born and raised on the stage, and we have no other desires in this life but to perform operas."

Guan Buping also clasped his hands in refusal, and Yao Taifeng shook her head in return, treating the tiger as nothing, and quickly walked to Zhou Sheng's side to support him.

The general was rejected by the three men, but he didn't seem angry. Instead, he laughed heartily.

"Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang three times before finally getting his help."

"I, too, appreciate talent. All three of you possess exceptional abilities, and I am willing to be patient with you. However..."

His smile vanished, and his icy gaze was like a series of sharp blades, sending chills down the spines of the three men.

"My patience is ultimately limited."

The general's voice was exceptionally deep, like thunder rumbling across a stone slab, carrying an invisible, suffocating power.

"You should reconsider my invitation. Don't keep me waiting too long, otherwise..."

The crimson eyes fell on the knife wound on Zhou Sheng's shoulder, a hint of bloodthirsty killing intent flashing within them.

"Next time, it won't just be a game."

After saying that, he took one last deep look at Zhou Sheng, then his body transformed into a howling black wind, soared into the sky, and quickly disappeared.

The tiger chewing the dragon bared its teeth at Zhou Sheng and growled in a low voice, seemingly still harboring resentment for the humiliation of being knocked unconscious by those iron fists.

Zhou Sheng is now seriously injured, unable to move one arm, which seems like a good opportunity for revenge, as long as he doesn't bite him to death.

However, Zhou Sheng merely raised his eyes coldly, his gaze bloodshot and brimming with murderous intent. "Get lost."

A soft shout, yet it concealed a chilling killing intent, and an undercurrent of turmoil before a volcanic eruption.

Chewing Dragon staggered back several steps in an instant, its fur bristling as if struck by lightning.

It let out a low growl, and then actually turned and left.

A single glance, a soft shout, and it was reminded of the terror of almost being smashed to death by a fist.

When it returns, it will ask its master to reward it with more sheep to enhance its demonic power. One day, it will bite this person to death!
"It's scared!"

Little Red Thread's voice suddenly rang out, full of disdain.

"What tiger? You run away as fast as a dog. If you're so tough, come and fight me for another three hundred rounds!"

She wiped the blood off her face while cursing.

The tiger seemed to hear something, its body, which was clinging to the wall, paused, and it almost fell down.

……

"Zhou Sheng, how are you now?"

With concern in her eyes, Yao Taifeng tore off a corner of her dress without hesitation to bandage Zhou Sheng's shoulder wound.

The amount of blood that seeped out was not much. Although Zhou Sheng had expended a lot of energy in this battle, he still had 30% of his mana left in his dantian. At this moment, it turned into streams of heat that flowed to his wounds and repaired them on its own.

The bleeding stopped quickly, but the bone was still in excruciating pain, and the left arm's fighting ability was greatly reduced in a short period of time.

"Thankfully, it's holding up."

Zhou Sheng leaned against Yao Taifeng, his face pale and his voice weak.

"Boss, are you going to die?"

Little Red Line stared wide-eyed and suddenly asked.

She had also discovered that Zhou Sheng was a living person, but whether he was dead or alive, the boss was still the boss, there was no difference.

"Why do you seem to be hoping for my death?"

Little Red Thread nodded and said, "That way, Boss can stay with me and Sister Feng forever!"

Zhou Sheng was taken aback.

Yao Taifeng reached out and slapped her, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

"Okay, it's fine if the boss doesn't die. The living boss smells so good, can I take a bite?"

She asked curiously, her throat still swallowing saliva.

Zhou Sheng's face darkened.

A large hand grabbed her by the back of her collar and lifted her up. It was Guan Buping. Just as Yaotai Feng was laughing, Guan Buping's other hand forcibly "snatched" Zhou Sheng from his disciple.

"Xiao Feng, take Hong Xian back first. I'll take Boss Long home tonight. Don't worry, I'll make sure he gets safely to Fifth Master's place."

Zhou Sheng hurriedly replied, "No need for Uncle Guan to worry, I can walk by myself."

"If you can walk on your own, then why were you leaning your whole body on my apprentice just now?"

Zhou Sheng: "..."

"Master~"

Yao Tai Feng tugged at her master's sleeve, then looked at the dark city outside with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Master, how about letting Boss Long stay in the city for the night? Don't we have rooms available at our theater? If that's not possible..."

She lowered her eyes and said, "He can sleep in my room first, and I'll go out to practice."

Guan Buping's face darkened further, and he said coldly, "No, the gates of Ghost City will be closed during the day, and no one can enter or leave. It is very dangerous for the living to live in the city."

"Alright, enough nonsense. Take Hongxian back with you. Your master will personally escort him back to the mortal realm!"

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(End of this chapter)