Chapter 2092: Everyone Has Those Few Days Every Month
That being said, this Yin Laosan, Bodeng, was made of the same material as the prison!
Strong-Phase Alloy, for crying out loud—Jiangnan had a pretty good idea of how hard that stuff was!
He wasn't even sure if his Iron Crotch Technique could withstand it!
Comparing the hardness of flesh and blood to Strong-Phase Alloy? Wasn't that just asking to get beaten?
Even though it didn't hurt and could grow back if broken, this still involved lifelong happiness!
If it left some lasting damage, how could he go on living?
As soon as they heard Jiangnan agree to the duel, the crowd erupted into thunderous cheers, nearly blowing the roof off!
Bodeng immediately planted his feet in a horse stance, his expression fierce!
(︶皿︶〃) "Come on! Come on! You're finished!"
Jiangnan's forehead vein bulged:
(ꐦ°᷄д°᷅) "Hold it right there!"
Bodeng glared: "What? You scared? I'll let you make the first move!"
Jiangnan cleared his throat twice: (͡°ก͡°) "Heh, me scared? In my dictionary, I've already ripped out the page for 'scared'!"
"I just want to prepare a little—go drain the tank, that's not too much to ask, is it? Because I'm worried the competition might get a bit too intense later."
"Water tank might blow, coolant might leak, that sort of thing."
Bodeng was taken aback, then snorted with a laugh:
(︶৺︶〃) "Fine! Carbon-based life is such a pain! Go ahead, go ahead~"
Jiangnan grinned, turned, and headed for the bathroom down the hallway!
Before long, a deafening "rumble" came from the bathroom, like a ten-thousand-meter waterfall cascading, the roar of the Styx River!
The crowd broke out in cold sweat.
Was his pressure that strong?
Meanwhile, many prisoners ran up to the arena to loosen Bodeng's muscles, rub his shoulders and back, and cheer him on!
Even Samo, who had been torn into six pieces, was picked up and glued back together, good as new!
Samo patted Bodeng's shoulder:
(｡･ˇ益ˇ･) "Old Third! This round all depends on you! Got the confidence?"
Bodeng grinned: "I can't say much about anything else, but when it comes to who's got more balls, even Big Boss wouldn't dare compare with me!"
"Jiangnan is done for! All it takes is one kick from me, and he'll be crippled for life!"
Hearing Bodeng say that, the crowd got even more excited!
Wang Youzhi wiped his cold sweat—how the hell were they supposed to compare this? Comparing balls with a Metal Race member?
If those girls close to Jiangnan saw this, they definitely wouldn't let him go through with it, right?
...
In the bathroom, a great river surged, like a lightsaber, cutting the white steel sink in half!
Under the Powerful state, a full-force release of water had power comparable to a cutting water jet—not everything could withstand it!
Jiangnan looked down, his face full of worry!
(◞‸◟) Sigh...
The risk was too great. But the words were already out there. He couldn't back out now.
What if...
Wait! Jiangnan's eyes suddenly lit up. Since it was about hitting the vital spot,
he could just remove the vital spot and not bring it into the arena! Then reattach it afterward!
That way, no matter how they compared, he'd have nothing to fear!
He decided to act on it. Jiangnan looked around, saw no one, pulled out his Ox-Horse Pen, set it to Horse Pen mode, and blurred his vital area.
Then carefully removed it!
A smug smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Now, who could beat him?
Ahahaha!
But where to hide it? The system space couldn't store anything except system items, the Alternate Dimension was unusable, and he couldn't just put it in his back pocket...
After searching around, Jiangnan locked onto the deepest stall in the bathroom...
...
In the hallway, Xing Luo and Carl walked side by side, each with a toothpick in their mouths.
A few handsome lackeys followed behind them as they strolled, hands behind their backs.
Just then, cheers erupted from the Life-and-Death Arena!
Prisoners in the hallway, in groups of three or five, excitedly ran toward the arena.
ﾚ(ﾟꇴﾟ;)ﾍ "Hey, hey, hey! Did you hear? Yin Laosan of the Bully Gang is going to compare balls with Jiang the Gelder!"
∑(°口°๑) "Ssh! Is this guy crazy? Everyone in the Ming He Death Prison knows how tough Bodeng is—his nickname is Steel Eggs!"
(￢ω￢) "It's not certain who'll win. Samo was tough, right? Just now on the arena, Jiang the Gelder twisted his head right off!"
(*ﾟﾛﾟ) "Oh? Something like that happened? Let's go! Let's go watch the fun!"
Xing Luo and Carl both looked stunned.
Who was Jiang the Gelder?
(｡･ˇ_ˇ･) "What's going on over there? What does 'compare balls' mean? How do they compete?"
A Charm Race member quickly came up to Carl and Xing Luo, whispering in their ears.
Xing Luo and Carl's eyes lit up!
(✡͡°͜ʖ͡°) "There's such a brutal competition? Let's go! Lord Xing Luo, want to check it out?"
Xing Luo grinned: (✡ˇ◡ˇ✡) "I've been feeling a bit moldy lately anyway. Joining in the fun sounds good."
The two immediately led their people to the arena to watch the excitement.
...
At the arena stands, Xing Luo and Carl arrived together.
Bing Chacha noticed this and quickly stood up: "Come here, Lord Xing Luo, sit here—this spot has the best view!"
Xing Luo took the seat without any modesty, sitting right where Bing Chacha had been.
Bing Chacha put on a flattering smile. This was a big money bag; he had to treat him well!
The resources held by the Holy Star Lord were unimaginable!
The other prisoners instinctively avoided their gaze when they saw Xing Luo and Carl.
Everyone knew these two; they had already been given a lesson.
As soon as they entered, they enjoyed treatment fit for an emperor. Bose bodies were always exalted wherever they went.
In prison, it was the same.
If you offended a Bose, you'd better behave unless you never wanted to make it out.
Jiu Lan coldly glanced at Bing Chacha's sycophantic face—it was truly nauseating.
Xing Luo crossed his legs:
(✡ꆤ̫ꆤ) "Oh? A Metal Race member? Someone wants to compare balls with him? Are they crazy?"
"What's the background of this Jiang the Gelder?"
Bing Chacha's expression also twisted awkwardly:
(•́ω•̀٥) "Uh... well..."
Before he could finish, the whole venue erupted with enthusiastic cheers!
A figure stepped back onto the arena!
It was Jiangnan, having just stashed his vital part. Muscular, imposing, with a relaxed smile on his face.
Xing Luo's eyes shot wide, and he stood up abruptly!
(✡ʘ̅口ʘ̅✡) "What? How is it..."
Carl flinched, let out a startled cry, unable to suppress the fear in his heart!
He immediately crouched on the ground, hugging his head, trembling!
୧(☍口⁰。)୨ "Ah!!! Jiangnan! It's Jiangnan! Fourth dimension! I need to enter the fourth dimension! He..."
The reactions of the two on the stands stunned the prisoners. Bing Chacha was bewildered!
Jiu Lan was also stunned for a moment. What the hell?
You two are Bose—one is the Holy Star Lord, the other is the Star God!
Seeing Jiangnan made you this scared?
What exactly had Jiangnan done to provoke such a strong reaction just by showing his face?
Jiangnan, who had just stepped onto the arena, was also taken aback. Following the startled cry, he looked toward the stands.
He saw Xing Luo and Carl, a long-suppressed excitement sparkling in his eyes. He raised a hand in greeting.
٩(•̆↼•̆ꐦ) "Yo~ if it isn't Xing Luo and Jiang Er? Long time no see! How have you been?"
Damn it. You two are done for.
I, Jiangnan, said so!
Carl trembled even more violently and ducked behind his lackey.
Xing Luo wiped his cold sweat. Holy crap! How was it Jiangnan?
Why was he in the Ming He Death Prison?
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't Jiangnan be living out his days on Lan Xing?
How did he end up here?
The last time they met was during the Sacred Law Council's Divine Trial, when Jiangnan was condemned by thousands and spat upon by all races.
Xing Luo had thought that would be their last meeting. But who knew...
Shit! Couldn't he even serve his prison sentence in peace?
Xing Luo gritted his teeth:
(ꐦ°᷄益°᷅) "What's going on! How did that brat Jiangnan get locked up in the Ming He Death Prison? What about the Ten Thousand Races Accord? Is it just decoration?"
Bing Chacha was stunned: (๑•̌～•̑)ˀ̣ˀ̣ "The Ten Thousand Races Accord is already a thing of the past? You didn't know?"
Xing Luo: ???
∑(°口°๑) "Huh? Impossible! He..."
Just then, Bodeng glared: "Hey! Are we going to compare or not? If you're a man, be quick about it!"
Jiangnan shot Xing Luo a ferocious grin.
"Don't rush. Let me deal with him first, and then we can catch up properly."
Xing Luo's expression turned extremely ugly. What had happened outside while he was locked up?
It seemed things weren't developing the way he had anticipated.
[From Xing Luo's Resentment Value +1009!]
The cheers in the arena grew louder and louder. Samo roared: "Old Third! Destroy him!"
Bodeng patted his chest, settled into his horse stance: "Come on! I'll let you hit me first. Don't say I bullied the new guy!"
Jiangnan snorted contemptuously:
(。ˇ৺ˇ) "Forget it. Better let you go first, so you don't have an excuse when you lose."
"Go ahead! I, Jiang Tiezhu, will consider it a loss if I so much as furrow my brow!"
He had already removed his vital part and hidden it away. What was there to fear?
He was naturally unbeatable from the start!
Wang Youzhi was stunned. Was Jiangnan crazy? He was being given the first move, and he refused?
Was he that confident?
Bodeng glared: "Oh? Your words! Then don't blame me for being rude!"
With a roar, Bodeng charged, turning into a silver flash!
"Star-Crushing Heavy Cannon! A-dah~"
His fist even sprouted metal spikes, and he delivered a wild strike right at Jiangnan's vital area!
"Bam!"
Jiangnan didn't even dodge; he took the hit head-on!
His body shot backward like a skyrocket, and the force was so immense that it dragged the four quark balls backward nonstop.
All the prisoners present instinctively stepped back, sucking in cold air.
There was a kind of pain that hurt just to watch!
But Jiangnan landed steadily, his expression relaxed and carefree!
(︶～︶#) "Heh~ Is that all you've got?"
Seeing that Jiangnan really hadn't even twitched an eyebrow, Bodeng was also dumbfounded!
Σ(°Д°;) "You can take that much? You're really okay? Can you keep going?"
Jiangnan spread his hands: ╮(•́ω•̀)╭ "Isn't this just a case of 'the crop is on fire, time to burn'? This is just the beginning, okay?"
Wang Youzhi wiped his cold sweat:
(•́ω•̀٥) "I don't know if the crop is on fire, but you're definitely bleeding! Are you sure you're okay? Don't push yourself!"
Jiangnan snorted: (︶.̮︶٥) "Just a minor injury. No big deal. Bleeding? That's nothing. For a real man, everyone has those few days every month."
"Now! It's my turn!"