My Ability Pool is Superior

Thick smoke billowed through the first-floor shopping area.

The smoke detector on the ceiling detected excessive smoke concentration and automatically activated the fire sprinklers.

The trickling streams of water soon formed pools on the ground.

Beside several burning pieces of clothing, a human-shaped charcoal lay silently.

Click.

Suddenly, the human-shaped charcoal trembled slightly. If one hadn’t been staring at it constantly, they might suspect they had seen wrong.

The crisp tearing sound was drowned out by the noisy splashing of water.

Ding dong~

The elevator door opened, and Peng Qi and the burly man walked out of the elevator one after the other.

Looking at the mess in the shopping area, Peng Qi waved his hand, as if trying to dispel the smoke in front of him.

“Where’s the person?”

“Should be near the monster.”

The two walked toward the explosion site while talking.

After all, the explosion happened in a clothing store, and the impact force of the bomb had scattered clothing everywhere. Under the cover of the smoke, it wasn’t easy to distinguish yet.

“Bo Ge, look.” Peng Qi pointed at a piece of charcoal, saying uncertainly.

The burly man called Bo Ge glanced over, decisively drew the bone cleaver from his waist, and walked toward the human-shaped charcoal.

Seeing this, Peng Qi instantly realized that was the objective.

He hurriedly turned to block the burly man: “Hey, Bo Ge, don’t. We agreed the head is mine.”

Bo Ge didn’t comment but stopped in his tracks.

Knowing Bo Ge had tacitly agreed, Peng Qi chuckled. However, before he could turn back around, he heard a burst of urgent coughing from behind.

“Cough! Cough… cough!!”

Lu Bai slowly opened his eyes.

He only felt like he had been crushed once under a hydraulic press. The pain from the burns on his body seemed insignificant in comparison.

However, in such a wretched state, Lu Bai’s mind was unusually clear.

After sensing someone approaching, he instinctively tried to move his body, but unfortunately, his limbs felt as heavy as if filled with lead, and his bones and joints seemed coated with strong adhesive.

Constantly exerting force only produced creaking, grinding sounds.

“Bro, you’re quite tough.”

Peng Qi squatted beside Lu Bai, exclaiming in astonishment: “You actually weren’t killed by the explosion.”

“Cough… If I hadn’t dodged in advance, I might really have achieved feather ascension.”

Lu Bai gazed at the pitch-black ceiling, stubbornly curving his mouth into an arc.

Peng Qi noticed Lu Bai’s “relieved” smile and sighed.

While pulling out a spring knife, he muttered: “Sigh, don’t blame us bros. You came knocking on the door yourself. Next time you enter the deathmatch arena, be more careful.”

Lu Bai pondered for two seconds, then abruptly changed the subject: “Last time, a general from another uniform charged out on horseback. Clinton was startled and looked closely—it was the infamous culprit Washington. He felt the world spinning, thinking ‘This is bad, I’ve encountered this plague god.’

Seeing Washington full of vigor, spear across in front, ‘You British exiled us here, toiled for years, constantly skirmishing with local savages, scalped countless heads to earn this vast fertile land. Now we Americans have guns and cannons—how could we submit to you English again?

If war it is, I have clever methods to ensure you can’t escape; only death awaits!’ With that, he spurred his horse back into formation. The two armies arrayed for battle, preparing to engage.”

Peng Qi: “…”

Bo Ge: “…”

Possessed by something weird.

Although not entirely clear what nonsense this was, Peng Qi inexplicably wanted to hear more: “Uh, and then?”

Bo Ge spat, shouldered his bone cleaver, and walked over: “Stop wasting time. If you don’t act, I will.”

Peng Qi turned his head and smiled: “Alright, Bo Ge. I know this bro is stalling, but in his state, what danger could he pose?”

Lu Bai smoothly tilted his head: “Don’t know your name yet?”

“Can’t tell you that.” Peng Qi spread his hands.

Lu Bai rubbed his chin: “That’s too bad.”

Noticing this action, veins bulged on Bo Ge’s face instantly.

Whoosh!

The heavy bone cleaver whistled through the air with fierce momentum, smashing unhesitatingly toward Lu Bai’s head.

With a muffled bang, the ground was smashed into a fist-sized indentation.

“If that hit the head, it’d probably leave bruises all over.”

Lu Bai, who had rolled a few times on the ground, stood up, casually tore off the charred skin fragments from his body, and his smile grew even brighter.

Seeing this, Peng Qi couldn’t accept it: “How is that possible?!”

After all, in his view, Lu Bai’s injuries weren’t fake.

Bo Ge glanced at him, not hiding his contempt: “Truly dogmatic academy thinking. No idea why Guo Mi brought someone like you.”

“No silver level ability has such fast self-healing speed!”

Due to extreme shock, Peng Qi’s voice sounded distorted.

“The fact is right in front of you. Instead of doubting this and that, use your pig brain to figure out how to resolve him.”

Bo Ge’s tone was utterly cold, sounding like he wanted to resolve Peng Qi too.

Clang~

Lu Bai picked up the eight-sided Han sword, the blade scraping the ground and leaving a trace.

His face still bore a warm smile as always.

“This one is right—believe first, question later.”

Lu Bai raised his sword, tip aimed at Bo Ge, slightly bending his body.

“Even treating it as a game, I’ve been a bit too relaxed.”

His right foot stepped back half a pace, and immense great strength erupted from his body.

His whole body was like a spring compressed to its limit, suddenly unleashing.

Bo Ge had been alert when Lu Bai assumed an attack stance, but preparation doesn’t always suffice.

A glint of cold light arrived first!

Bo Ge only managed to raise his bone cleaver before his head was severed.

Everything happened too fast.

Peng Qi had originally planned to charge alongside Bo Ge. He had just gripped his spring knife when he saw Bo Ge’s head fly.

Shocked, he turned without hesitation and ran upstairs.

Lu Bai glanced up, hurling the eight-sided Han sword at Peng Qi.

With superhuman great strength and the eight-sided Han sword’s sharpness, it made the crew cut youth Peng Qi open his heart.

[Points +2, Current Points: 5, Current Rank 2/201]

Lu Bai walked over and pulled the sword from Peng Qi’s back.

“Almost bit the dust for real.”

To be fair, from a science-believing little Daoist priest suddenly reincarnating as a death fighter, forced into this so-called deathmatch duel.

Encountering such a thing without going insane, Lu Bai felt it was thanks to his strong stress resistance.

But in this deathmatch arena, merely accepting reality wasn’t enough.

“No idea which master can’t stand a heretical disciple like me and banished me to this place. Anyway, whatever…”

Lu Bai muttered halfway, then looked up at the ceiling: “Seemed like there were accomplices mentioned. Was it… Guo Mi?”

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