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Seeing Qin Siyang's eyes light up, Li Tianming already knew what this kid was planning.
He looked at John with a gaze full of sympathy.
Poor John might have only wanted to defeat Qin Siyang and take back his privilege at the safe zone exit.
But Qin Siyang had set his sights on John's God-Hunting Weaponāand was planning to take his life along with it.
Li Tianming knew Qin Siyang's sequence was strange.
Just his extraordinary strength and agility alone were enough to raise suspicion.
Even though Qin Siyang always held back his strength, the experienced Li Tianming still noticed that his basic attributes far surpassed an ordinary Level 1 sequence user.
There were only two possibilities.
Qin Siyang was not a Level 1 sequence user.
Or, Qin Siyang was not an ordinary sequence user.
Either possibility meant that Qin Siyang was hiding a huge secret.
And this secretāonly Li Tianming, who shared a mutual dependence with him, could know.
Anyone else who witnessed Qin Siyang's sequence abilities would not keep quiet like he did.
So in Qin Siyang's mind, once he and John stepped onto the battle arena, there would only be one outcome.
Death.
Seeing that Qin Siyang seemed to have no fear of killing at all, and that his eyes showed only hunger for the God-Hunting Weapon, Li Tianming became even more curious about him.
'This kid is definitely not killing for the first time.'
'Thenā¦ who has he killed before?'
The outskirts of the safe zone were chaotic, with people going missing and getting killed every week.
Li Tianming had no way of knowing.
But it didn't matter.
Li Tianming smirked at himselfā'Who here hasn't killed before?'
Now that Qin Siyang knew he could do as he pleased in the battle arena, he immediately locked onto John like a starving wolf eyeing its prey.
"You really have a God-Hunting Weapon? I don't believe itāunless you show it to me."
John pulled a short blade from his waist, one inch longer than a standard God-Hunting Dagger, and handed it to Qin Siyang.
The moment Qin Siyang gripped the bladeā"Blind Judge"āhe instantly felt a connection between his own power and the weapon.
It was as if the blade had become a part of his body.
"This is the Blind Judge. If you cut a god with it, within a minute, that god will enter a blind state."
Qin Siyang licked his lipsā'This is a real treasure!'
"How long will the god stay blind?"
"That depends on the god's size. The smaller the god, the longer the blindness lasts. If it's one of those Long-Legged Worms you've hunted before, it would stay blind for aboutā¦ forty minutes."
"Forty minutes? That long?"
Qin Siyang had assumed the effect of such a weapon would only last for a few seconds.
He never expected it to last a full forty minutes.
'A treasure!'
'A treasure among treasures!'
Qin Siyang's gaze was glued to the Blind Judge, unable to look away.
Today, John was dead for sureānot even the United Government could save him.
John saw the greed in Qin Siyang's eyes and sneered inwardly. He knew Qin Siyang would definitely accept his challenge.
When the time came, he would use the battle arena to teach Qin Siyang a lesson.
Teach him the price of arrogance.
"Alright, I accept. Let's go to the battle arena."
"Right now?"
"Of course, I'm busy. After the battle, I still have to go to the Administration Bureau to claim my rewards."
John had thought Qin Siyang would ask for a breakāafter all, he had just hunted over seven hundred gods.
Even if they were just Long-Legged Worms, chasing down that many was no easy feat.
But Qin Siyang didn't want to rest, which suited John just fine.
"Alright, let's go to the battle arena."
"How are we getting there? Walking?"
"The bus is faster."
"Fine, let's take the bus. Principal Li, you pay my fare."
Li Tianming snorted, "I'm broke. Since John is dragging you to the battle arena, let him pay for you."
"You cheapskate! I gave you over thirty silver coins, and you won't even pay ten copper coins for a bus fare?"
John didn't want to waste time arguing over bus fare, so he simply said, "I'll cover both of your fares. Let's go."
"Hey, thanks, Brother John!"
Hearing that John and Qin Siyang were heading to the battle arena, the others got excited and decided to follow.
"Aren't we supposed to be hunting gods? Not going anymore?"
"Hunt what? That kid just wiped out over seven hundred Long-Legged Wormsāhow many gods could possibly be left out there? Might as well go watch the show."
"Exactly! We can hunt gods any day, but the nearby battle arena only opens once a month. How can you not see what's more important?"
"Is watching really that interestingā¦"
"Are you dumb? If it wasn't interesting, why would people watch?"
A large group of sequence users swarmed towards the bus stop.
When the bus driver arrived at Safe Zone 38324's exit stop, he was stunned.
Since the establishment of the safe zone, he had never seen this many people waiting for a bus.
For a moment, he thought he had time-traveled back to the pre-apocalypse days when office workers crowded onto buses.
But then, seeing all the passengers wearing Cold-Resistant Suits, he snapped back to reality.
'They are all sequence users!'
'Where are so many sequence users headed?'
The bus was packed.
Some who didn't want to wait for the next one even climbed onto the roof after paying their fare.
One sequence user, whose ability was [Suction Cups], just stuck himself to the bottom of the bus, claiming the undercarriage as his personal seat.
With a bus full of passengers, the driver set off.
Those who didn't get on the bus looked at the ones riding on the roof and scoffed.
"The ride only takes twenty minutes. What's the rush?"
"Like the battle will be over in twenty minutes. Ridiculous."
"Driver, we're all going to the battle arena station. Just drive straight there."
"Got it."
Since the bus was packed and no one was getting off midway, the driver didn't even bother stopping at other stations.
When they arrived at the battle arena stop, the passengers flooded out.
The bus driver stared at the now-empty vehicle, feeling like he had just experienced an illusion.
John and Qin Siyang walked at the front of the crowd.
Qin Siyang didn't know the way, so he followed John's lead.
But the battle arena was easy to spot.
After walking about a minute from the bus stop, they arrived.
John pointed at a pitch-black square building in front of them, "This is the battle arena."
"Why are there no lights?"
"People rarely come here, so they usually keep the lights off to save power."
"Alright, let's go."
John stepped forward and knocked on a small door in the black building.
"Who is it?"
"We're here to settle a dispute in the battle arena."
"Oh, wait a moment."
A minute later, all the lights around them turned on, illuminating the entire area.
Only then did Qin Siyang realize that the black building's surface was actually flowing with multicolored lights.
But the colors weren't pureāthere was a dark undertone mixed in.
Like a soap bubble at dusk.
A uniformed man stepped out, holding a digital tablet.
Yawning, he asked, "I'm the battle arena manager. Who's here to settle a dispute?"
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