My Ability Pool is Superior

Chapter 161: Black Ability Pool?

“What?”

The young man sprawled on the ground had a slight change in complexion: “You didn’t tell me your name either.”

“Is it my fault? Could it really be my problem?”

Fei Xiao smirked playfully.

He raised his right leg high, then smashed it down like a battle axe.

[Twelve Road Tan Leg (Silver): Master Grandmaster Level Twelve Road Tan Leg, movements precise and compact, rhythm distinct, with the most splitting and smashing techniques, great power, fierce offense, but the user will lose action ability when hearing music.]

Crack~

A crisp sound of bones shattering rang out.

A mouthful of blood suddenly surged from the young man’s mouth, his eyes wide as he convulsed a few times, then fell silent.

“I’ve already beaten you up, even if you dared to vote for me, I wouldn’t trust it.”

Fei Xiao curled his lip, lifting his foot to continue heading up the mountain, when his body suddenly issued a strong warning signal.

The dense forest behind him was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind, thick yin energy seeming to overflow.

Step! Step!

Footsteps, from faint to clear.

Fei Xiao spun around abruptly, but saw no suspicious figures.

“Have we met somewhere before?”

Lu Bai poked his head out from Fei Xiao’s side, sizing him up thoughtfully.

This sudden movement startled Fei Xiao into an instinctive back jump.

Unexpectedly, he stepped on a piece of rotten bark, causing his body to lose balance and slip to the ground.

“You… you’re…”

Fei Xiao’s mouth gaped open, as if it could fit two duck eggs at once.

Lu Bai might not have a deep impression of him, but his impression of Lu Bai was profoundly deep.

That performance of dominating the entire field, even after two months, was still etched deeply in his memory.

“Looks like he knows you.”

Chang Shengtian’s body rose from the soil like water.

“This reaction seems a bit over the top.”

Lu Bai had personally eliminated hundreds of death fighters, how could he remember every single one.

Having some impression was already pretty good.

“B… Big Boss, I want to be your henchman.”

Fei Xiao decisively cast aside his face, prostrating on the ground in a pose somewhat like dogeza at first glance: “You know, my ability is decent, I can more or less help you out.”

This attitude change was excessively humble, making even Lu Bai glance awkwardly at Chang Shengtian.

He then walked toward Fei Xiao, saying as he went.

“Handling things methodically, advancing and retreating appropriately, so is this ‘node’ yours or mine? Kill!”

Before his words finished, without waiting for Fei Xiao to get up, he gripped the white thorn and smashed down.

[Ding!]

[Points +1, Current Points: 203, Current Rank 1/200]

[Ding!]

[Current death fighter elimination rate has reached sixty percent.]

[Attention! Second Round Ability Pool has opened, selection available]

The successive mechanical prompts made Lu Bai unconsciously reveal a smile.

But in Chang Shengtian’s eyes, this smile appeared exceptionally anomalous.

It had no choice but to merge half its body into the earth.

This Chang San Zhenren was almost getting used to Lu Bai’s style of killing at the drop of a hat, yet he always came up with some new trick.

How could killing make him feel genuine joy from the heart?

Where did this perverted murderer come from?

Could this guy really inherit Grandma Wang San’s last will?!

Lu Bai didn’t care about Chang Shengtian’s inner grumbling; his attention was now fully on this round’s ability pool.

It was worth mentioning that each round’s ability pool level was random.

It was possible for the first round to be color level, but the second to turn into white.

This was entirely possible.

Lu Bai wanted to say he’d seen all kinds of scenes,

But,

this time, he was certain—he really hadn’t seen this kind of scene before.

“I know my ability pool is a bit higher level…”

Looking at the ability selection panel in front of him, he subconsciously scratched the back of his head: “But what the hell is this black one?”

Three panels black as ink lay across his field of vision.

Solemn, anomalous, bizarre…

He double-checked repeatedly, confirming he hadn’t applied [Ink Black] to the system panel.

Moreover, the three ability descriptions indirectly confirmed this.

A normal ability description would absolutely not be like this—

[Read (Black): ???????…]

[Load Game (Black): garbled hot hot hot hot hot hot…]

[Protocol (Black): §бЯАзЪСЯ§§ЯА…]

“…”

What exactly…

Lu Bai was silent for a long time; even Chang Shengtian’s concerned inquiry beside him went unanswered.

Strange, really too strange.

Could it be that the deathmatch system glitched?

Lu Bai couldn’t figure it out.

He tried closing the selection panel, then opening it again.

However, his field of vision still showed the three ink-black ability panels, unchanged.

How about selecting one to try?

Lu Bai frowned, but there was no way to choose.

Besides names and colors, there was no valid information; the descriptions were all garbled.

Just looking at the names, what difference was there from blind selection?

[Read], [Load Game], [Protocol].

Lu Bai let out a long breath.

No,

Don’t rush, calm down first.

These three names were clearly derived from computer terms; considering from this angle…

[Read], perhaps related to understanding information? Like a scouting ability?

But since it could cause a “glitch” in the deathmatch system, the level shouldn’t be low, right?

Then, going bolder—omniscience?

Tsk, hard to say.

And [Protocol], this one was the most absurd, impossible to guess what aspect its effect covered.

File transfer protocol? User protocol? Or terminal protocol?

In comparison, [Load Game] was the easiest term to understand.

Even without one hundred percent certainty, he could vaguely guess what effect this ability would have.

If choosing, Lu Bai still leaned toward this [Load Game].

The problem was, with this bug-like situation, wouldn’t it cause other influences later?

Lu Bai rarely felt hesitant.

This thing was a real gamble.

However…

Fine!

Select, [Load Game].

The next second after selection ended, the other two ability panels shattered like glass.

The [Load Game] ability panel turned into faint light and merged into Lu Bai’s mind.

Lu Bai stood in place waiting for a long time.

No special feeling, no special changes.

As if the ability selection never happened.

He opened his personal interface, his gaze falling on the ability section.

[Abilities: ?, Flash Time, Ink Black, Late-stage Expert]

Unrecognizable.

After all, with the deathmatch system glitching, he had anticipated this situation.

Only, he wanted to know more if this ability could still be used? How to use it?

“Load Game.”

Lu Bai exited the system interface, muttering softly.

“Hm? What did you say?” Chang Shengtian looked at him in surprise.

Lu Bai pressed his hand toward it, signaling it to be quiet first.

Then, he sank his energy into his dantian and shouted loudly: “Load Game!”

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