An indescribable fear welled up in Xian Bo's heart as he looked at the clown before him.
Every single cell in his blood was trembling, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
"Who … who are you?" Xian Bo asked with difficulty.
"Who I am isn't important. Let's play a game. If you win, I'll let you go." The clown cracked a smile.
Xian Bo knew that he had no reason to refuse.
He seemed to have figured out the clown's identity, and a bitter expression appeared on his face. "Why are you targeting me? I clearly didn't do anything wrong.
"It was a mistake to come into contact with the Holy Martial Clan. We won't give up on any potential threats. Alright, let's cut the crap. The game begins now. "
A large, colorful ball suddenly appeared beneath the clown's feet. He stood atop the large, colorful ball, and he moved back and forth in a rather comical manner. He chuckled as he tossed five red balls around in his hands. They were so fast that they left afterimages in their wake.
"The name of the game is: Magic Circle of Love. The rules of the game are: I will step on the large, colorful ball and spin around you within a range of three meters. If you can catch me within ten seconds, then you win, and I'll let you go. If you can't catch me, then you lose, and your entire body will be turned into fried dough twists … "
A hint of hope suddenly welled up in Xian Bo's heart as he listened to the rules of the game. The clown was only three meters away from him, and he could instantly materialize over ten thousand arms to cover the entire space. How could he not catch the clown? The clown didn't prohibit the use of abilities, so he was acting within the rules of the game. He had a very good chance of winning!
"Alright, let the game begin!"
The clown suddenly yelled.
Xian Bo wore a solemn expression, and he was just about to unleash his Ten Thousand Immortal Surgical Technique to catch the clown.
Bam!!!
The large, colorful ball flew past him.
A peculiar pressure instantly caused the grassland within a radius of five hundred kilometers to cave in.
"Er … how could this be …"
Xian Bo's body was flattened by the large, colorful ball, and he lay in the center of the crater. His eyes were glazed over, and his flesh and bones were like rags as they leaked out of his skin and laid flat on the ground.
"Lalala … lalala …"
The clown slowly spun around the flattened Xian Bo on the large, colorful ball.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven … three, two, one …
"Time's up. Unfortunately, you didn't catch me. You've lost this game."
The clown grinned at Xian Bo, who couldn't even move a finger on the ground.
Xian Bo, "..."
"If you lose, you'll have to accept the punishment. Become a fried dough twist."
As soon as the clown finished speaking, Xian Bo's blood-curdling screams could be heard from the plains.
Holy Glacial Lands.
This was the place where the snow maidens had once lived and thrived.
This place had been attacked by the terrifying cold power several times and had long since turned into a land of death.
Apart from a few ice-type creatures, there were no other living creatures here.
An Lin walked in the howling cold wind and heavy snow. Not long after, he arrived at a majestic yet dilapidated city.
"This is Spirit Frost City, one of the four major cities of the snow maidens?"
An Lin looked at the empty city with a thick layer of snow on the streets and houses, and said emotionally, "Oh … what a sad scene, I just want to recite a poem now …"
"Hello, let's play a game!"
A crisp voice suddenly sounded from behind An Lin.
An Lin turned around to discover a clown wearing a purple tall hat and colorful clothes standing behind him. It was tossing a few red balls around in its hands, and its mouth was wide open as an exaggerated smile appeared on its face.
An Lin tightened his cloak, and the crimson cross on his face scrunched up into a ball. His pristine white body was a little stiff, and he asked with a nervous expression, "Who on earth are you?"
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that if you win, I'll let you go. If you lose, you'll have to accept the punishment … "The clown tossed the red balls around.
Large colored balls began to appear under the clown's feet, and he stepped on them and moved around in a comical manner.
"The name of the game is Magic of Love Spin. The rules of the game are as follows: I'll step on these large colored balls and spin around you within a radius of three meters. If you can catch me within ten seconds, then you win, and I'll let you go. If you can't catch me, then you lose, and your entire body will turn into a fried dough twist … "
Sure enough, a hint of anticipation and hope appeared on An Lin's face after hearing the rules.
The clown smiled. "Then, let the game begin!"
Bam!!!
An earth-shattering explosion erupted.
The ground within a radius of several hundred kilometers was suddenly melted by the terrifying flames.
The clown's smile was still frozen on his face, but a bloody hole had already been punched into his chest.
"Er …" The clown stared at the Blood Martial Wanderer with shock and confusion on his face.
No, to put it more accurately, the Blood Martial Wanderer had already transformed into a human enveloped in holy flames.
"You … Just who are you …"
The clown didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence before his body was pressed into the ground again, and a series of hammer-like fists rained down on him.
Boom! Boom boom!
"Who told you to interrupt my poem recitation? Who told you to interrupt my poem recitation …
"F * ck your games!"
The colorful ball beneath the clown's feet exploded with a single punch. Then, the clown's hat was smashed into smithereens, revealing a purple divine halo that seemed to be constructed from countless tiny cubes. Immediately afterward, the fists smashed into the clown's extremely sturdy body. The heaven crushing true intent imbued within the fists threatened to completely obliterate the clown's body.
An Lin's first attack was like a bolt of lightning. He activated his Fire Sage Mode with his seven holy flames, and his aura soared to its peak. Furthermore, each and every one of his attacks was imbued with heaven crushing true intent. It was as if countless miniature fists of the Heavenly Dao were raining down on the clown's body.
The clown was caught off guard by the sudden and violent attacks, and he was instantly severely wounded.
He had always been the one to play games against others. He had never been beaten up before the game had even begun.
"You've broken the rules of the game! Accept your punishment! Life Erase! "The clown screeched as a purple light suddenly burst forth from his twisted and contorted body.
An Lin felt an extremely powerful power imbued with the power of laws crash into his chest before spreading throughout his entire body, as if it were trying to annihilate him along with the power of the laws.
"So that's how it is. You've taken advantage of the backlash from me breaking the rules of the game and combined that with your power of the Heavenly Gods to create an even more powerful attack."
An Lin sensed a hint of danger, and an earthy yellow divine halo suddenly appeared above his head. A mountainous defense enshrouded his entire body in order to defend against the clown's attack.
The clown's body slithered like a loach, and it took this opportunity to escape from An Lin's grasp. It flew into the air and fled into the distance with all its might.
"An Lin! You're An Lin!" The clown yelled in shock and rage. It instantly understood that it had fallen into An Lin's trap and had become a prey.
"Didn't you say you wanted to play games together? Don't run … "
A semi-transparent blue An Lin suddenly appeared in front of the clown, and a sinister smile appeared on its face.
Bam!
The divine sense An Lin condensed the power of the Xuan Wu in one hand and punched the clown into the ground!
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