73: Black Death 2

"As long as you enter the world within the mirror, you can participate in the martial arts competition..."

"In every round, you will enter the Mirror World to complete corresponding tasks."

"The mirror will score everyone based on their performance."

"The competition is divided into four rounds in total."

"Each round is categorized into Elementary, Intermediate, and Advanced."

"Those who complete the task in the first round will receive an Iron Trophy, the A-Trophy."

"Those who complete the task in the second round will receive a Bronze Trophy, the B-Trophy."

"Those who complete the task in the third round will receive a Silver Trophy, the C-Trophy."

"Those who complete the task in the fourth round will receive a Gold Trophy, the D-Trophy."

"The first round is currently underway, competing for the A-Trophy."

Zhu Yunque asked, "With so many people competing for a single A-Trophy, doesn't that mean only one winner will remain after the first round?"

The Black-Clothed Death God said, "You've misunderstood."

"In each round, there won't be just one champion; as long as you pass, you'll receive A-Trophy."

"Contestants who obtain A-Trophy will be eligible to enter the next round."

"As for those who don't get one, they can pack their bags and go home."

Feng Rugui asked, "In that case, what is the first round about?"

Black-Clothed Death God: "Since the apocalypse, zombies have been running rampant."

"If you can't fight zombies, you lack the most basic survival skills."

"So, the first round of the competition is a grand battle against zombies."

Li Dahai, having just suffered a defeat today and not being in good physical condition, wasn't very keen on participating. He asked, "On what grounds should we participate? What are the benefits?"

"Many of us only came to this dinner for the sake of Mr. Wang Jiacheng's Face."

"But we aren't familiar with you. Why should we give you Face? Why should we participate in your competition?"

The Black-Clothed Death God turned his Face toward Wang Jiacheng, who understood instantly.

"Everyone, as long as you participate in the competition, everyone's Cultivation Technique Rank will be revealed."

"Whoever has the highest Rank, my Wang family will hire him as our Chief Guard Captain to protect the safety of our Wang family."

"He can then focus solely on his Cultivation Technique while we handle his compensation. It's a win-win result."

"At the same time, I will marry my young daughter to him. The Wang family will form a powerful alliance through marriage, and he will inherit the Wang family's wealth in the future."

The Little Security Guard looked at Zhu Yunque and laughed, "Little beauty, you're already a woman and don't need to take a wife, so why don't you just marry me instead!"

Zhu Yunque gave him a fierce glare.

Why does this guy talk so much?

Sooner or later, she would cut out his tongue.

The crowd exclaimed, "Wow, even willing to marry off his own daughter? The Wang family is really going all out!"

"The Wang family is considered one of the top wealthy families in Changning City. With the support of the Wang family's wealth, one could run rampant in Changning City in the future."

"I heard the Eldest Young Miss of the Wang family is a peerless beauty. I wonder if it's true?"

The Little Security Guard heckled, "If this Wang Ajiao is an ugly monster, and everyone fights for so long only to marry a hag, wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

The crowd realized, "We've heard the Wang family's daughter is as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal, but many have heard of her while few have seen her."

"Why not call her out so we can see for ourselves?"

It seemed that if the Eldest Young Miss wasn't called out for a look, everyone would be reluctant to join the competition!

Left with no choice, Wang Jiacheng said, "Whether she is beautiful or ugly, judge for yourselves!"

He then asked the butler, Old Gourd, to invite the Young Miss out.

Ding-ding, dang-dang!

The sound of jade pendants jingled!

Everyone couldn't help but look toward a doorway.

Before long, a great beauty appeared at the door, walking with light and graceful steps.

She was wrapped in light gauze, adorned with over a hundred peonies.

Her eyes were like rippling autumn waves, filled with deep affection.

As the great beauty stood still on the main stage, the entire room suddenly seemed to brighten.

"Greetings, heroes. This humble girl pays her respects."

The atmosphere in the entire hall instantly became gentle.

The heroes were dumbfounded, their mouths watering.

"She's perfect to be my bandit queen!"

"To die under a peony flower is to be a romantic ghost."

"Let me sleep with her once, and I wouldn't mind even if I died from exhaustion!"

...The Little Security Guard couldn't help but feel delighted; this woman was his!

This trip to the Wang Family Aotu Mountain Villa would not only net him a Hall Master but also a rich Eldest Young Miss.

Zhu Yunque had originally been the focus of everyone's attention in the hall, and she had been cursing these stinking men for being lecherous.

Seeing that the men's attraction was now entirely on Wang Ajiao, she couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy.

Seeing the Little Security Guard staring lecherously at Wang Ajiao, she cursed, "Hmph! Pervert, falling for every one you see."

The Little Security Guard laughed, "What? Knocked over the vinegar jar? Are you jealous of your husband?"

Why was this Little Security Guard's mouth so in need of a lesson?

Zhu Yunque: "Hmph! I'm joining the competition!"

The Little Security Guard coughed a few times, "Whoa, the winner of the competition has to marry Wang Ajiao. You're not thinking of..."

Zhu Yunque spat out her water, "Can you speak like a human?"

"I won't marry a wife; I'll take her as a maid, a servant girl. That's fine, right?"

"In any case, I won't let you marry her!"

Little Security Guard: "Alright, it's fine if you take her first!"

He seemed to soften his tone.

Zhu Yunque took a sip of water: "That's more like it! At least you're sensible!"

The Little Security Guard said leisurely, "Later on, I'll just take both mistress and servant for myself!"

Zhu Yunque couldn't help but spray a mouthful of water all over the Little Security Guard's Face.

"You... sooner or later, I'll pull out your tongue!"

The Little Security Guard wiped the water off his Face, "Stop arguing, the competition is starting."

The crowd was rushing to sign up for the competition.

The Black-Clothed Death God tossed the mirror into the air.

Jing Hua: "With a toss like that, won't the mirror shatter?"

The mirror did not fall to the ground but remained suspended in mid-air.

Images appeared in the mirror, shrouded in mist.

The mist gradually dissipated, revealing a large white marble room inside.

The Black-Clothed Death God said, "The competition has begun!"

"Everyone stand within five meters of the mirror, and it will automatically draw you inside."

Holy crap, does this mirror seem like some kind of man-eating monster?

Once you go in, can you come back out?

No matter how you looked at it, it felt very eerie and defied common sense!

One lackey was terrified and slowly shuffled toward the main door, preparing to sneak out.

The Black-Clothed Death God swung his scythe!

A surge of power flew out!

Before the lackey could escape through the door, it was as if he had been struck by a palm on his back. He stood still, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground dead.

Holy crap, is it not even possible to withdraw from the competition now?

The Black-Clothed Death God said, "Since you've come, don't think about leaving without participating in the competition!"

Everyone was alarmed; it seemed there was no escaping this time.

The leader of the Hammer Gang stepped forward, "Since we have to compete sooner or later, why not join early?"

"An early death is an early release!"

"I'll go first!"

He walked toward the mirror with several of his lackeys.

Puchi!

Before they could even get close to the mirror, they were sent flying by a massive force.

They crashed into tables, smashing them to pieces.

One person who got too close had his throat directly slit by the force.

His neck was nearly severed, and his head slumped against his body.

Holy crap, there's power within the mirror too, and it can kill!

Now, no one dared to step forward!

The Black-Clothed Death God explained, "Those whose level is too poor and are not qualified to participate will be directly repelled by the mirror."

"You may leave now."

"The rest of you, get in there quickly."

It seemed that to compete, one first had to be qualified.

He urged them several times.

No one dared to go in.

You only live once!

Even if you didn't die, you'd lose a layer of skin!

"We'll go!"

The Black-Clothed Death God chuckled, "Heh heh, have all the heroes and brave men died out?"

"With so many people, are there no heroes among you?"

Seeing that no one else was moving, the Little Security Guard stepped forward proactively!

"You 'heroes' don't dare to go in!"

"Then let us non-heroes go in first!"

As he spoke, he walked to the mirror with his subordinates Zhu Yeqing and Jing Hua.

The mirror emitted a beam of light!

In an instant, the three of them were already in the hall inside the mirror.

Zhu Yeqing's martial arts were meager, and he had thought he would be repelled.

But now he was inside, completely unharmed.

It seemed it was all thanks to Big Brother helping him upgrade his Cultivation Technique!

"Big Brother, thank you so much!"

"If it weren't for you, how would I be qualified to participate in the competition?"

Little Security Guard: "You're welcome. I look out for my subordinates!"

Seeing that the Little Security Guard was fine, the others also emboldened themselves and walked to the mirror.

Within a few minutes, Zhu Yunque, Feng Rugui, Li Dahai, Old Gourd, and others entered.

The rest were all repelled by the mirror.

Previously, there were twenty or thirty gang leaders plus one or two hundred lackeys, totaling two to three hundred people.

Now, only about twenty to thirty people were able to enter.

Roughly a ratio of one to ten.

The rest were blocked outside the mirror.

Li Dahai said irritably, "Everyone's in, why hasn't the competition started yet?"

The Black-Clothed Death God's voice came from the sky: "Don't be anxious! It's starting now!"

Rumble!

A strange sound came from underground...