As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

After watching Pi Xinjie's actions in the communication pop-up window and waiting for him to end the communication with Liu Ren, Sun Yujie finally spoke: "Why suddenly..."

They had clearly said before that they couldn't let Liu Ren fall into the trap.

Not long after, they promised to give him a magical artifact as a reward.

Although Pi Xinjie's request certainly warranted the reward he offered.

However, the threat posed by a treacherous individual whose loyalty is uncertain is no less than that posed by the Golden Crow Group.

It might even go higher.

Those who enter the realm of the supernatural are individuals. If they have no ulterior motives, their behavior can become extremely extreme and unpredictable.

They are far more troublesome than those who have their own forces behind them.

Pi Xinjie glanced at Sun Yujie: "If you hadn't brought me such great news, I would absolutely not have used Liu Ren!"

"..."

"This guy seems extraordinary. If he really can win seven consecutive matches at the Martial Arts Festival—"

"Are we really going to put him into a demonic state?" Sun Yujie asked one last time to confirm.

"Heh." Pi Xinjie sneered, "If you've fallen into the trap, how are you going to win the battle for District Three?"

"what do you mean……"

"Seven matches are enough for us to replenish the fighting strength of the lower three districts. Those bastards in the Golden Crow Group are definitely keeping an eye on the Martial Sacrifice, and they will definitely know this news immediately—do you think they will remain indifferent?"

“No.” Sun Yujie pondered for a moment and said, “If it were me, I would launch an attack before these newcomers have settled down and start the battle for the lower three districts.”

"The situation in the lower three districts will still be tricky then, so even if I don't use Liu Ren now, I'll have to use him later anyway."

"However, even if Liu Ren is very strong, he cannot single-handedly turn the tide in the battle for the Lower Three Districts."

"Do you have any other ideas?"

"……No."

Sun Yujie remained silent.

Yes, no.

At this moment, the Sky-Piercing Gang has been forced to the brink of disaster.

The only way to break the deadlock right now is to hope that Liu Ren or Zhou Feng can create a miracle.

Sun Yujie was familiar with Liu Ren's battle record.

If we're really talking about the possibility of a miracle, he's a more worthwhile bet than Zhou Feng.

Pi Xinjie leaned back in his chair, his tone indifferent: "I hope this guy can give me a surprise—after he's done fighting, I'll bring him back and throw him back into District 3."

"...Would he go if there were no reward?"

"Those who have entered the ghost realm cannot enter the lower three zones."

"...What if he really manages to withstand the Golden Crow Group?"

"Then he has done a great service, a great service, he deserves a great reward! When has our Qingtian Gang ever mistreated a meritorious person?" Pi Xinjie's tone was strange as he stared at Sun Yujie through the floating window. "Do you understand?"

"……………………Understood."

As long-time partners, Sun Yujie quickly understood Pi Xinjie's meaning.

……

The fifth deadly battle of the Sky-Piercing Gang has arrived as scheduled.

Seeing the entry prompt pop up on the terminal, Zhou Feng swallowed hard.

Prior to this, he had at least 90% confidence in this martial arts competition.

After all, he was also a "trickster" who had mastered the art of trickery.

There's no reason why they couldn't even win a martial arts competition.

Even though he suddenly learned that his "entering the demon" technique was defective, he didn't think that the Martial Sacrifice would be in any great danger to him.

but now……

They watched helplessly as Ding Xiujie, Zhao Yang, and the other three died one after another on the deathmatch stage.

His remaining confidence had been shattered.

Filled with immense unease and fear, Zhou Feng had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk all the way to the deathmatch stage.

A sign indicating the start of the deathmatch popped up between the two.

Three seconds later, it suddenly shattered.

With a ferocious smile on his face, Niijima Tomokazu suddenly moved and charged towards Zhou Feng, who hadn't dared to make the first move.

White beast claws appeared on Niijima Tomokazu's arm and swung down fiercely at Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng realized what was happening and quickly crossed his arms in front of him, causing a transparent barrier to rise up.

The next second, it shattered with a deafening roar.

"What—" Zhou Feng exclaimed in horror.

His trickery was shattered just like that?!

The white beast claw pierced through the defensive barrier and landed directly on Zhou Feng, who hadn't managed to escape in time.

puff!

The sharp claws pierced through Zhou Feng's arms in an instant, severing his arms that were blocking his way.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

The excruciating pain from the severed arm caused Zhou Feng to scream, and his body involuntarily collapsed to the ground.

Niijima Tomokazu stepped forward, stomped on Zhou Feng's face, and laughed arrogantly: "Hahahaha—what a bunch of trash! Each one is more trash than the last!"

Seeing the white beast claws so close at hand, Zhou Feng, whose courage had already been shattered, hurriedly pleaded, "Don't kill me, don't kill me—"

death!

pain!

These two things completely destroyed his already limited confidence.

"Only one person is allowed to leave the deathmatch arena. You expect me not to kill you?" Niijima Tomokazu kicked Zhou Feng's face like trash. "If you kneel down and beg me, I'll make an exception and spare your life, you piece of trash."

"Really, really?"

"Of course it's true, hahaha—"

Seeing that Zhou Feng actually believed it, Niijima Tomokazu laughed out loud again.

However, Zhou Feng, who had no room for thought, was driven by his will to survive and didn't care about anything else. He immediately dragged his severed arm, struggled to his knees, and began to beg for mercy.

"Please spare me! Please spare me! I don't want to die! I beg you!"

His face was covered in blood, and he looked utterly disheveled.

Seeing this scene, Sun Yujie and Pi Xinjie, who were far away at the headquarters of the Qingtian Gang, immediately wrinkled their faces.

"What is this Tuoma thing—Sun Yujie, is this the person you chose?!"

“…Vice Leader, there aren’t many people in the gang who possess trickery skills. Besides, Zhou Feng’s performance in the gang was indeed quite good. After being recommended, I approved it because I thought there was no problem with it.” Sun Yujie could only explain somewhat helplessly.

When someone is having a smooth time, who knows how much real skill they actually possess?

If he could do it all over again, Sun Yujie would definitely not let Zhou Feng go to fight the Martial Sacrifice.

But there's no going back in this world.

"He's completely disgraced the Sky-Piercing Gang!" Pi Xinjie roared in fury. "Who recommended him?! Give that person fifty lashes!"

“Yes,” Sun Yujie could only agree.

As Pi Xinjie angrily cursed within the gang, Niijima Tomokazu, standing in front of Zhou Feng, burst into laughter again: "Hahahaha, kowtow to me two more times and I'll let you go!"

"Yes, yes..." Zhou Feng hurriedly did as instructed.

His head hit the ground with a loud thud.

"Very good, very good!" Niijima Tomokazu said with a face full of joy, then with a mocking expression, "You Nine Emperors people should kneel down! But if you want me to spare your life, you Nine Emperors people are not worthy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Niijima Tomokazu swung his right hand's white beast claw and smashed Zhou Feng's head to pieces.