3: The cycle of reincarnation never ends, and your fight never ends!

Zhao Cheng immediately threw the bowl at the Shadow Person and sprinted towards the bedroom to the side. Next to the bed in the bedroom was his battle saber, and if he could find it, he would still have a chance to fight.

Tang Gao was immersed in the experience, his consciousness descending into the Shadow Person's body. He felt his own power perfectlyOverlay with the Shadow Person's, and instinctively dodged the throw.

“Whoosh!”

A gust of wind brushed past the Shadow Person's face, even lightly scratching it and leaving a long, thin wound.

Tang Gao was startled, not expecting that a Middle Stage Cultivator could possess such terrifying strength just by throwing an object. If that had hit the Shadow Person's head, it would have surely severely injured the Shadow Person.

No, he couldn't make any mistakes; he had to fight with all his might to kill the opponent.

What kind of Cultivator system was the opponent? He had to figure out this information.

Tang Gao lunged forward, boosted by his main body, giving him twice the physical qualities of an ordinary person. He was barely able to catch up to Zhao Cheng and directly swung the chainsaw down.

Zhao Cheng roared, his speed suddenly increasing. He dodged the chainsaw's swing with a flash, then shattered the window and rushed into the house. His eyes gleamed with hope as he grabbed the battle saber placed by the bed, overjoyed: “Haha, you’re dead!”

I am a Middle Stage Zhanqi System Cultivator, do you really think I’m that easy to bully?!

Zhao Cheng's confidence surged after getting his battle saber. He quickly turned around, looking at the Shadow Person who had rushed into the house, and laughed wildly.

“Kid, I’m taking your dog’s life!”

Zhao Cheng condensed Battle Qi, and a white saber glow formed on his battle saber. He struck at the Shadow Person like lightning; the saber's wind was fierce and quite imposing.

Tang Gao's scalp tightened. For the first time, he felt the pressure a Cultivator exerted on an ordinary person, having the illusion that if he couldn't take the blow, he would die.

The chainsaw roared, “Buzz, buzz, buzz!” directly blocking Zhao Cheng's saber glow.

“Splat!”

Zhao Cheng's battle saber flashed through the chainsaw's sweep, directly beheading the Shadow Person.

The Shadow Person's head fell to the ground, staring blankly at the ferocious-faced Zhao Cheng.

How to put it… an amateur challenging a professional, the gap was indeed a bit large.

Zhao Cheng watched the Shadow Person in front of him being killed, his ferocious expression gradually relaxing as he laughed heartily.

“Damn it, brat, you dare challenge me with just this much skill!”

The Shadow Person's body began to dissipate into the air as black light particles.

Tang Gao looked at the rampant Zhao Cheng in front of him and calmly selected the function button.

[Rechallenge]

…

Zhao Cheng sat on the kitchen threshold, holding a bowl of garlic noodles, staring blankly at the hot dancing Young Miss on the phone stand in front of him.

“…What’s going on? Did I fall for an illusion?”

Was everything that just happened an illusion?

Zhao Cheng saw the shadows under the grape arbor in the yard begin to spread. A Shadow Person, holding a chainsaw and with chili powder and lime powder at his waist, walked out of the shadows step by step, indifferently, like an infinitely looping nightmare.

Zhao Cheng's face instantly turned pale: “I’m finished.”

High-level illusion, this must be a high-level illusion.

The Shadow Person stood in front of the grape arbor, a murderous smile appearing on his pitch-black face.

Zhao Cheng's pupils contracted sharply, and streaks of blood appeared. The instinct for survival made him burst out with even greater strength, throwing the bowl in his hand at the Shadow Person again, and desperately sprinting towards the bedroom on the right. As long as he got his battle saber, he would have hope of surviving!

Thirty seconds later.

Zhao Cheng beheaded the Shadow Person again, but his face showed no joy at all. He watched helplessly as the Shadow Person on the ground gradually dissipated.

This time, the Shadow Person lasted two more moves, though it was still only two moves.

But, he just lasted two more moves.

The scene in front of him returned to the familiar point. He held a bowl of fragrant garlic noodles, and on the phone screen in front of him, the familiar hot dancing Young Miss swayed with familiar movements.

Zhao Cheng looked desperately at the shadows under the grape arbor. That damned Shadow Person, like a cruel killer, walked out of the shadows with indifferent steps, a familiar murderous smile on his face.

Zhao Cheng frantically threw his bowl and chopsticks, then scrambled towards the window, activating the Battle Qi in his body to smash through the window and rush in. As long as he got his battle saber, he could survive!

As long as he reached that direction, he could…!

“Swish!”

The chainsaw was thrown like a sharp sword, directly cutting and breaking Zhao Cheng's right arm, preventing him from holding the battle saber.

Zhao Cheng's eyes were bloodshot and red. He struggled to grasp the battle saber with his left hand, turned around, his face frantic and ferocious: “What do you want! What do you really want! I have money, let me go, I’ll give you money!”

As long as he could escape from here, any price was acceptable!

The Shadow Person looked at him calmly, his voice unwavering: “No.”

Speaking of which, this NPC character is too vivid, perfectly portraying the character design of the dungeon plot.

Zhao Cheng’s face turned completely pale: “No! It’s illegal for you to kill me! I’ll call the police! I’ll call the police to catch you! Let me go, and I won’t tell anyone about you!”

Tang Gao looked at his increasingly deranged appearance, a very peaceful smile on his face: “Don’t rush, we have a lot, a lot of time…”

With each challenge, Tang Gao could clearly feel his own progress.

The value of the dungeon, of course, had to be fully squeezed out!

Zhao Cheng went crazy, activating his Battle Qi without hesitation to form a saber glow and strike down: “Then let’s die together! I don’t believe you can last…”

Tang Gao directly clicked Rechallenge, not giving the opponent a chance to strike down.

Zhao Cheng sat on the kitchen threshold, holding a warm bowl of garlic noodles, his eyes filled with despair as he looked at the Shadow Person standing in front of the grape arbor.

This time, he didn't resist.

The bowl of garlic noodles in Zhao Cheng's hand shattered on the ground. He knelt on the ground, weeping profusely and kowtowing repeatedly, creating a small pit in the ground: “Please, let me go, no matter what price I have to pay, I’m willing to accept it!”

Tang Gao hummed a tune, started the chainsaw, and its buzzing sound was like a joyful song: “We still have a lot of time ~ a lot, a lot of time ~”

Zhao Cheng raised his head in despair, his eyes filled with gray defeat, collapse, and madness, screaming hoarsely: “Demon, I curse you to Hell!”

Tang Gao hummed a tune and swung the chainsaw vigorously, looking at Zhao Cheng.

Splat——

Blood splattered all over him, the ground, and the wall, flowing and spreading down his body, the wall, and the ground.

The headless corpse fell at Tang Gao’s feet.

“Damn, he didn't even resist!”

Tang Gao looked at the two options that popped up, not looking at 'Submit Score', but choosing 'Rechallenge'.

Zhao Cheng sat on the kitchen threshold, his face pale and green with extreme fear, his whole body trembling, his eyes trembling, his voice trembling: “You… this… demon!”

Tang Gao started the chainsaw, nodding in approval: “A little, but not much.”

“Buzz, buzz, buzz… screech!”