Looking at the child's pale face from the sudden turn of events, Yun Yang could not help feeling amused. Who was the one who was afraid?
He had only raised his hand and you'd run hundreds of feet away like a startled bird …
Such courage … it was no wonder that the word 'afraid' was used.
Yun Yang said, "What do you mean by not giving up? What do you mean by going too far? What you're saying is rather random. I don't even know you. At most, I'm just a passerby who happened to bump into you. There's no need to make a big fuss about it. It's futile and will only add to my troubles. "
Yun Yang was not afraid of trouble, but he had just arrived in the Bound of Universe after all. He was unfamiliar with the place and people, so it was best not to stir up trouble if he could avoid it.
Furthermore, there was a hidden meaning in the fatty's words. How could Yun Yang be a scapegoat for no reason?
The fatty was taken aback and asked suspiciously, "You're really not here to kill me? Here to capture me? To ravage me? To mess with me? "
Yun Yang's exasperation deepened. "No, I won't do it even if you're willing!"
The fatty chuckled, his expression relaxing. He then kept the whip and put on a smile as if he had been blessed by the heavens. He cupped his fists together enthusiastically and said, "I was wondering … how could my enemy be so handsome and charming … It turns out that a good friend has arrived. It's fate, it's fate."
Friend? Fate?
Becoming friends just because he's not hunting you down?
Could it be that this is what you call fate?!
The fatty's round face was filled with a friendly smile as he asked in a flattering tone, "Big brother, tell me, how did you become so handsome? This young brother is truly envious and jealous! "
Yun Yang broke out in a cold sweat and raised his hand. "Stop, am I that close to you? I'm just a passerby! "
The fatty laughed and said, "You're just a passerby. It's a coincidence, it's fate. Aren't all friends born from coincidental encounters? We'll get closer in the future. This young brother Qian Duoduo, may I know big brother's name?"
Qian Duoduo …
What a nice name!
Yun Yang thought to himself, 'Are the people of the Bound of Universe all so friendly?' Or could it be that this little fatty had ulterior motives?
Putting everything else aside, the fatty's cultivation, the unique hammer whip, and the Interspatial Ring showed that he came from an extraordinary background. That day, Lei Dongtian boasted that he was second to none. However, compared to the fatty in front of him, it was obvious that he was far from it!
After some thought, he answered honestly, "I am Yun Yang."
After all, he was a newcomer, so there was no harm in saying his real name!
"Cloud Rising Wind, a good name, a good name!" Qian Duoduo's honest face was filled with flattery. "What a great name …" Suddenly, with a swooshing sound, the Serpentine Meteor Mace appeared above Yun Yang's head soundlessly and came crashing down, its murderous intent multiplying.
This could be said to be extremely sudden, and it was impossible to guard against.
In spite of this, Yun Yang had long been prepared. After all, he had encountered too many deceitful people before. As the saying went, those who were unaccountably solicitous were hiding evil intentions.
They did not know each other, but the fatty was so friendly the moment they met. It was absurd. Yun Yang had long been prepared for this. It was still the same old saying – one could never be too careful when one had just arrived in this strange world. There was nothing wrong with being careful!
The saber light flashed.
But with a clang, the Blade of Heaven's Will struck the meteor hammer head-on. He really didn't know what material the meteor hammer was made of. It didn't look very big, but it actually didn't get split in half by the Blade of Heaven's Will.
Yun Yang's body shook in response to the attack, but he was completely unharmed. However, he was more cautious than ever.
Just now, Little Fatty's hammer had come and gone without a trace. His technique could not be said to be uncanny, and it was even more powerful and heavy. Obviously, this Little Fatty … was not as weak and useless as he appeared.
The jesting just now was a smokescreen to confuse the enemy.
This fellow was obviously a top-notch expert!
Recalling how flustered the fatty had been when he retrieved the meteor mace and how he had almost smashed himself, Yun Yang could not help sneering inwardly. This innocent and harmless little fatty was not only skilled, he was also an expert who knew how to pretend to be weak. He was not to be underestimated!
On the other side, the fatty was even more shocked by the current situation.
He had thought that his plan had worked, that he was confident, and that he was going to win with all his might, but it had been deflected by someone else's saber. Not only did the hammer that was usually hard to match not gain the upper hand, but his entire body had also been sent flying thirty feet away from the opponent's counterattack. Was this not proof of the opponent's valiant ability?
The fatty, who was prepared to see his opponent's head explode, was almost scared out of his wits. He cried out like a male duck, "You're actually a Honor level three cultivator?!"
Suddenly, he wailed, "Oh my god … I can't believe I ran into a metal plate in such a remote place. Is there still justice in this world?"
Seeing Yun Yang approach with his saber, the fatty stumbled back while calling out in a fawning manner, "Big brother, big brother, big brother, this is actually … actually a misunderstanding! It's really … just a misunderstanding ah ah ah ah … "
Suddenly, a saber light came slashing at him. The fatty was terrified as he rolled on the ground. He felt a chill on his face as a few strands of hair flew up from the corners of his eyes. At once, a deafening howl echoed in the air.
This knife, completely disregarded his ability to dodge, had already accurately cut off a few strands of hair on the side of his face. The knife light flashed, and even stuck close to his face into the ground, but no matter what, in the end, it did not really hurt him at all. The source of that miserable howl was unknown, whether it was because he was scared, or because he was acting again.
Yun Yang made a judgment instantly. If the fatty's howl was still an act, he would have to raise his evaluation by two levels. This was an acting talent, how could he be underestimated?
The little fatty lay stiffly on the ground in an extremely awkward position. He closed his eyes and trembled all over. With a sad face, he wailed, "It's a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding … Spare me, I didn't mean to do it just now, my hand just cramped up … It's a misunderstanding …"
Yun Yang said coldly, "You still dare to play this game with me now. Not only are you brave, you're smart as well. Tell me directly, who are you? "
As he spoke, he rubbed the saber against the fatty's face. The icy touch caused goosebumps to rise all over the fatty's chubby face.
The little fatty's face was ashen as he stuttered, "Big, big brother … You, you, you … Please … Put the knife … Put it away … Little brother, little brother … I need to pee …"
Yun Yang kept the saber against the fatty's face and said in an unusually gentle tone, "Don't be afraid. My saber is very fast. When I chop off your head later, I promise you won't feel anything and won't know anything. I promise."
The fatty looked like he was about to cry, his body twitching non-stop. Suddenly, he felt something warm in his crotch as it dripped. He wailed, "I – I'm afraid of this …"
"Speak!"
Yun Yang's tone was even colder than before.
A certain someone claimed to be a neat freak, but he could not leave immediately at this juncture. He could only thicken his mystical Qi to isolate some sort of aura. It would be strange if his tone was pleasant!
"You must hold your hand steady. This is really a misunderstanding …" The fatty's snot and tears were running down his face. "I thought you were one of those bastards who hunted me down … You wanted my treasure, that's why I … Brother, it's a misunderstanding, I swear to heaven and earth!"
"Treasure? What treasure? "Yun Yang could not help being stunned and asked instinctively.
With a smack, Little Fatty gave himself a hard slap on the face. He was extremely annoyed. "That stupid mouth of yours, spitting out everything!"
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