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The leader of the Rogue Monsters, the Curly-Haired Youth, shouted loudly, "I want to challenge these three directly according to the auction house's rules! You can't stop me! That Bloodsucker Pretty Boy! Even if you refuse the challenge and leave the Grand Auction House, we will surround you. It's better to have a fair fight here. I'm giving you a chance!"
Lin Yu hesitated slightly but immediately accepted the provocation. Violent conflicts often occurred at the Grand Auction House, and the organizers did not wish to suppress such events. Therefore, they established a rule that any grievances could be settled through direct challenges. Of course, if the challenge was refused and the challenger persisted, they would have to confront a team of security personnel. However, this protective clause was only effective within the auction house's premises.
Fang Lin Kong was feeling lazy. He was interested in many items at the auction house, but being with Lin Yu and Evelyn made him feel constrained. He was thinking of how to find an excuse to separate from them.
When Lin Yu agreed to duel, Fang Lin Kong suddenly came up with what he thought was a brilliant idea.
"I'll just say that Lin Yu should go see her mother with Evelyn! Once those two are gone, I'll be free! Then I can enjoy wandering around the Grand Auction. That silly girl Lin Yu said she wanted to come but is only busy messing around with that delinquent monster girl—it's so boring!"
Just as he made this decision, someone led them to the dueling arena. To liven up the atmosphere, the organizers not only allowed public duels but also permitted some businesses to act as temporary sponsors, providing weapons for both parties in the duel. This unique advertising approach proved quite effective.
As Lin Yu and the curly-haired blond youth stepped onto the dueling platform, four or five companies had already approached Lin Yu with offers. Although Lin Yu was confident in her Eight-Nine Yuan Skill, seeing her opponent happily accept gifts from all the companies and fully armed made her change her mind and take several pieces of equipment suitable for combat.
The Grand Auction House offered everything from auctions to dining, gambling, entertainment, hotels, and bunny girls. The dueling arena was spacious, twenty times larger than a boxing ring. The surrounding protection wasn't just a few ropes but a layer of transparent energy field. With this two-way shield, spectators outside wouldn't accidentally injure the duelists inside, and duelists could avoid being hit by excited spectators throwing things like energy projectiles.
"I am Daro Master! From the Werewolf Clan. Don't say I didn't warn you; that girl you're defending is notorious for being worthless in our neighborhood. I've long grown tired of her. The debts she owes are so great that no one even wants her to repay them with her body. She's not worth anything! Hahaha! You bloodsucker pretty boy, fool!"
Lin Yu had never heard such vulgar insults before, especially when it involved Evelyn's privacy. Although she didn't know if it was true, doubt crept into her mind. "Is it worth fighting for such a girl? Am I going too far?"
Lin Yu's expression could not escape Evelyn's notice; she had been navigating society for years. Her face changed slightly before she quickly regained her composure and shouted loudly, "Daro Master! You cowardly scoundrel! I've heard about your inadequacies long ago; seeing you in person confirms it."
Daro Master turned pale with anger; no man would take kindly to being publicly insulted about his masculinity.
He shouted furiously, "You little slut! Once I knock this bloodsucker pretty boy down, I'll personally show you what a real man is!"
Evelyn rolled up her sleeves, and the obedient flower-selling girl from earlier was nowhere to be seen. A loud-mouthed street girl had taken her place. Evelyn scoffed, "Oh really? Then who was that turtle hiding in his shell last time?"
Daro Master, infuriated, retorted, "How would I know which man you were fooling around with? I've never been called useless by a woman!"
Just as Evelyn was about to continue the verbal sparring, Fang Lin Kong stepped forward, his expression devoid of emotion, blocking her impulsiveness. He said softly, "Evelyn! Let me handle the rough business of arguing with men!"
After Evelyn fell silent, she looked at Fang Lin Kong in confusion. As a transformed wood spirit, Fang Lin Kong spoke in a calm and unflustered manner, which seemed ill-suited for such a heated exchange. However, when Evelyn saw him pull out an MP3 player and press a button, the barrage of insults that filled her ears left her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief.
Fang Lin Kong had somehow gathered an array of international insults. Under his manipulation, these words formed a torrent of abuse directed at Daro Master. Initially dismissive of the pre-recorded insults—thinking they could never match the excitement of a real argument—Daro Master soon realized he was mistaken. The MP3 in Fang Lin Kong's hands was a smart insult machine personally designed and handcrafted by Flora Dam. It could adapt its insults to the situation at hand and contained millions of classic phrases from various countries, spewing forth foul language like a shower of golden excrement aimed at Daro Master. Even before the battle with Lin Yu began, Daro Master already showed signs of impending defeat.
"Boss! Hurry up and use the drug. Take out that bloodsucker's pretty boy first!"
Reminded by his subordinate, Daro Master barely suppressed his embarrassment from being insulted and pulled out a syringe to inject himself. At that moment, Fang Lin Kong's smart insult machine unleashed every derogatory term that no man could endure. Insults like "Daro Master, without Viagra you're too scared to pee, afraid your little buddy won't come out," made Daro Master's hand tremble as he held the syringe against his skin but couldn't bring himself to push the plunger.
"Damn it! I'll fight you!" Daro Master suddenly roared, smashing the syringe and lunging viciously at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu had already activated her detector. When she saw that Daro Master's demonic energy reached an astonishing three hundred seventy-six, she gasped inwardly. Although her strength had improved significantly during the Demon Hunter exam, she barely surpassed two hundred. In regular combat conditions, she couldn't maintain that peak value and usually fluctuated around one hundred eighty or ninety.
"What a powerful demon; the wolf clan must have incredible attack power. I can't afford to confront him head-on!"
Lin Yu had only brought along a few items she deemed beneficial for combat support, one of which was an energy shield similar to a belt. Once activated, it consumed thirty percent of her usual spiritual energy to create an energy barrier with defensive strength equivalent to full power.
From Fang Lin Kong's perspective, such items were merely adjustments for precise energy control; at higher levels of cultivation, practitioners would find them ineffective as their control over energy became more refined. However, for a novice like Lin Yu, it was still a good choice.
Lin Yu wielded her longsword; although she had activated the energy barrier, she dared not clash directly with Daro Master. Instead, she lightly shifted her position and unleashed five dazzling sword flowers that struck Daro Master's body.
Clang! Clang! To her surprise, Daro Master's body seemed reinforced by some spell; Lin Yu's longsword failed to break through his skin.
Lin Yu's strike was ineffective, and Daro Master sneered, "You little pretty boy from the Blood Clan, why are you pretending to be a Chinese Taoist, waving around your sword techniques? But even if you master the Blood Clan's spells and dabble in Chinese Xian Dao, it won't do you much good!"
Lin Yu let out a light snort, and suddenly a streak of green sword light burst forth from her long sword. She swung her sword in a sweeping motion and shouted, "If you have the guts, then take this move before boasting!"
Although Daro Master was tall, he moved with remarkable agility. He sidestepped Lin Yu's sword light with ease. He wasn't foolish enough to test whether Lin Yu's sword light was sharp by using his own body.
"I say your skills are lacking because I am Golden Finger Daro Master! Prepare to die, kid!"
With a flick of his wrist, a golden revolver with an ivory handle appeared in his hand without anyone noticing. He fired six shots in quick succession. Lin Yu's speed was not enough to evade the bullets, and when she saw the blood blooming on her chest, an odd expression crossed her face as she stared fixedly at Daro Master.
Daro Master smiled triumphantly as the golden revolver vanished from his hand. "Did you think I was like the Werewolf Clan, relying solely on brute strength? My marksmanship ranks among the top three in all of England. The name Golden Finger resonates throughout Europe."
Fang Lin Kong did not expect this seemingly foolish guy to resort to cunning tactics. When he saw blood splatter from Lin Yu's chest, he disregarded everything and rushed onto the stage. Several officials signaled to Fang Lin Kong that this action violated the rules, but he paid them no mind. He reached out to press against Lin Yu's back, intending to force out the bullet lodged inside her. However, as soon as his wooden elemental aura entered her body, Fang Lin Kong sensed something was off.
The Transforming Mask could alter a person's appearance, race, and even spiritual energy while providing strong defensive capabilities. Lin Yu appeared to be a member of the Blood Clan, but her true form was human. Daro Master's bullet pierced through Lin Yu's Blood Clan exterior but failed to harm Lin Yu herself, concealed beneath the illusion created by the Transforming Mask.
Realizing that Lin Yu was unharmed and that he had merely panicked for nothing, Fang Lin Kong finally breathed a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, having faced death and emerged alive, Lin Yu felt a surge of emotions as she allowed Fang Lin Kong to help her down from the stage.
"Alright! Evelyn, now there's no one left to protect you; come with us!"
Daro Master shouted triumphantly at Evelyn. Her face turned pale; she hadn't expected Lin Yu to be defeated so quickly and so severely. Fang Lin Kong knew that Lin Yu was not seriously injured, but in the eyes of others, with six bloody holes in her body and unable to utter a word, it seemed she was on the brink of death.
Just as Daro Master's subordinates rushed forward to drag Evelyn away, Fang Lin Kong's cold voice resonated throughout the arena.
"Those who want to live better get out of my way; otherwise, you'll remain here forever!"
Daro Master grinned mischievously and was about to play along when Fang Lin Kong had no time for idle chatter. He slowly turned his head; his sunken eyes suddenly radiated brilliant Azure Light. In an instant, Daro Master felt his body lose control—not only did he become rigid and unable to move, but he was also violently propelled into the air by an unseen force.
As he fell to the ground, his subordinates suddenly stared at their detectors, dumbfounded. The demonic energy emanating from Fang Lin Kong surged from a faint, barely perceptible level to an overwhelming force, skyrocketing to over three thousand.
"Goodness! This is a major demon!"
It was unclear who had called out to their mother for a power to escape, but Daro Master's subordinates immediately scattered in all directions. The onlooking tourists erupted into laughter. They didn’t care who was fighting; they were just there for the spectacle. Although Fang Lin Kong's demonic energy was powerful, it was not enough to intimidate the entire crowd. Thus, the spectators showed no concern for the gloomy-looking wood demon.
"Evelyn! We need a place to rest; I need to heal my companions. Can you help us find somewhere?"
Fang Lin Kong's calm voice reached Evelyn, who suddenly seemed to regain her vitality. Without hesitation, she grabbed Fang Lin Kong and Lin Yu and pulled them onto her Magic Carpet. The demon girl nearly exhausted all her demonic power as the Magic Carpet soared, almost creating a whirlwind.
As Evelyn urged the Magic Carpet to fly, she said to Fang Lin Kong, "I know the best spiritual healer! She will definitely save your companions. I won't let him die!"
Fang Lin Kong chuckled inwardly and whispered to Lin Yu, "Look! What a perfect scene: the prince sacrifices himself for the princess, then the great mage appears, moved by the princess's tears, and revives the prince. Then the happy couple lives their fairy tale life. You should start crafting some heartfelt words now."
Lin Yu suddenly stood up and said to Evelyn, "I'm sorry! I'm not injured. I don't need any healing."
Evelyn looked at Lin Yu's chest wound in surprise and exclaimed, "Don't worry! I'll take you right away..."
Just as Lin Yu was about to argue further, Fang Lin Kong frowned and shouted, extending his hands to catch a glimmering bullet.
The assailant's presence was not hidden at all; they stood boldly in plain sight.
At that moment, Evelyn had already piloted the Magic Carpet away from the Grand Auction House. The fragrant earth of the outskirts rushed toward them as the newcomer seemed to blend seamlessly with nature. From the force of the bullet earlier, Fang Lin Kong assessed that this opponent was on par with Oren Vikin—a marksman unlike any he had ever encountered.
"I am Golden Finger Darro Master! My useless brother was just knocked out cold; I would like to know which esteemed individual has arrived."
The disheveled man blocking Fang Lin Kong's path still held a bottle of liquor in his hand. With drunken eyes, he squinted at Fang Lin Kong. He realized after his probing shot had been deflected that among these three individuals, only Fang Lin Kong posed a true threat.
Before Fang Lin Kong could respond, a voice that was both authoritative and gentle rang out.
“Daro Master! Your brother has caused trouble in the Grand Auction House under your name. It's a miracle he wasn't killed; being turned into an idiot is already a stroke of luck for him.”
The butler of Prince Oshir, a member of the blood clan, stepped out from the shadows. Following Prince Oshir's orders, he came forward to confront the true Golden Finger while Fang Lin Kong's life was in danger.
Daro Master was indeed a renowned gunslinger in the Dark World. Originally part of the Demon Hunting Team, he was later discovered to be from the Werewolf Clan. Not only was he expelled from the Demon Hunting Team, but skilled hunters were also sent after him. However, Daro Master seemed to have encountered some fortuitous event; he could completely conceal his Werewolf Clan aura, and his Holy Power was pure and unmatched, making him incredibly powerful. Having reached the sixth level of Holy Power combined with his unpredictable marksmanship, he nearly wiped out the Demon Hunting Team members who pursued him.
To escape the relentless pursuit of the Demon Hunting Team, Daro Master joined the Dark Council. In Europe, the Dark Council's influence was not any less than that of the International Demon Alliance. Thus, although the butler served Prince Oshil and had his orders, he did not dare to offend Daro Master, who was also a member of the Dark Council.
In a fit of rage, Daro Master hurled a bottle to the ground and shouted, “My brother was attacked during a fair duel! Such behavior violates the rules of the Grand Auction House. No one from the International Demon Alliance has spoken up; what business do you have here?”
The butler's face immediately darkened as he silently stepped aside but intentionally positioned himself behind Fang Lin Kong.
At that moment, Fang Lin Kong calmly spoke up, “Where do all these rules come from in this world? Either you kill me or I kill you. As long as you don't regret provoking me and are willing to accept the unpredictable consequences, then come and seek justice for your brother!”
Fang Lin Kong strode down from the Magic Carpet as if walking on solid ground. Confronting Daro Master's challenge, he casually cast a protective shield around Lin Yu and her companions before sizing up this true Golden Finger.
What Fang Lin Kong did not know was that in the Dark World, Daro Master's reputation was certainly not inferior to those ranked outside the top fifty of the International Demon Alliance. To be honest, while most of those on the International Demon Alliance's leaderboard were relatively new monsters emerging within five hundred years or even just decades, that ranking still held significant authority. Although being ranked one hundred did not mean there were only one hundred individuals capable of defeating him in this world, excluding those ninety-nine within the International Demon Alliance, only about eighty or ninety cultivators and monsters outside could surpass someone ranked one hundred.
(To be continued)
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