Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1135: Chapter 1169: Just a Ridiculous Clown

“Kill, kill. Your handsome Clown King loves watching this show the most.”

In the shadows, the Clown King muttered eerily to himself, his ten fingers trembling slightly. The fine strings entwined around his fingertips seemed to have a life of their own, beginning to manipulate the two angels for an attack.

“Your grandfather’s grandmother’s grandfather! Clown King, I’m going to make you die!!!”

This time Jia Zhenjing was truly enraged. The fury of a Dark Angel was not something an ordinary person could endure.

Back in the Greece Wilderness, he had crushed heroes single-handedly. Although he wasn’t as terrifying as the Holy War Angel, his strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.

“Use your most powerful Killing Skills. That’s what makes it fun,” the Clown King’s voice spread to every inch of space.

Excitedly, he danced and clapped in the shadows.

Facing his former brother, even though Jia Zhenjing’s cultivation had significantly increased, he still dared not face them directly. This instantly put him in a passive position, making it impossible for him to resist.

Swish, swish, swish—

The violent vital energy surged wildly. Both were King Realm experts, and even though their cultivation was considerably weaker than Jia Zhenjing’s, their combined force was not something an ordinary person could withstand. The most frustrating thing was that Jia Zhenjing was constantly evading, unable to unleash the full combat power of his Sub-Saint Realm.

If this stalemate continued, there was a high chance he might be killed because of inadequate evasion.

I have to risk it. As long as I kill the Clown King, I’ll be victorious.

Jia Zhenjing gritted his teeth, gathering primordial energy to unleash a forceful strike on the Clown King, intending to kill him outright.

“Whoosh, whoosh—”

Just as Jia Zhenjing got distracted, suddenly two streaks of white powerful light came whistling directly toward his neck, slashing viciously across where he was headed.

“Whoosh, whoosh—”

The violent air currents exploded into two white flowers in the dark space. He felt the hairs on his neck stand on end, watching those two streaks of light skim past his neck. If he had been stunned a moment longer, he might have found his throat cut.

“Ooh wah wah. Ooh wah wah. Just a little bit more. Just a little bit more, and that’s all it takes.”

The Clown King clapped and danced excitedly, shouting repeatedly like a three-year-old child.

“Damn Clown King! Today, I’m going to peel your skin!” Jia Zhenjing glared angrily into the darkness but struggled to catch sight of the Clown King. This guy was extremely cunning. After calling out, he quickly hid in another patch of darkness, making it hard to capture his figure.

“Come on, come on. Let’s play a bit longer. I don’t want it to end so quickly. Ending it so fast isn’t exciting. Your Clown King loves playing games with people. Come on!”

Suddenly, the Clown King’s tone changed.

With a flash in the dark, Mo Bai’s ten fingers quickly manipulated the thin strings, commanding the two angels to crush Jia Zhenjing once again.

“You’re just a ridiculous clown!” In order to fight for a chance, Jia Zhenjing cursed at the Clown King’s weakness again.

“What did you say!? You’re the ridiculous one, you’re the truly ridiculous one!”

The Clown King was instantly furious, steaming with rage upon hearing himself being called ridiculous.

“Great! Waiting for this opportunity!”

Having said this, Jia Zhenjing quickly shot toward the source of the voice to attack.

The speed was so fast, he almost appeared there in the blink of an eye.

“Kill!”

A sharp scream echoed.

The Blood Angel and Fallen Angel’s bodies followed closely behind Jia Zhenjing.

Both gathered massive amounts of powerful light and launched a big killing move directly at Jia Zhenjing.

Unfortunately, prepared this time, he curled his mouth into a cold smile, turned back, and punched them flying away. Then he stepped on the Mystical Step, quickly speeding toward the Clown King.

“Not fun, not fun. Just controlling them is too meaningless. How about something fresh and exciting?”

“Boom!”

The violent primordial energy struck the place where the Clown King’s previous voice originated, but this time he moved so fast that after the punch, he changed directions again, making Jia Zhenjing both angry and annoyed.

“Wake up, wake up. Only then can we have something to play with.”

Then, the Clown King swung his arm, and along the thin strings, the souls of the two controlled individuals instantly recovered.

“Swish—”

Jia Zhenjing’s eyes brightened, quickly drawing his sword to slash at the thin strings controlling them.

“Hey, hey, hey, if you want them to die quicker, then slash away. Cut them, and they’ll die faster.”

The Clown King suddenly reminded him.

“You ridiculous clown!”

“You t

The Clown King was furious, his ten fingers rapidly manipulating.

“No! You’re not the ridiculous clown. I am the ridiculous clown.” This time, Jia Zhenjing was genuinely afraid. This damn clown was really annoying.

“Dark! Dark, is it really you?”

The Fallen Angel was the first to regain consciousness, also Lin Zifeng’s master, that damn old man who had tortured Lin Zifeng countless times in the Dark Prison. At that time, Lin Zifeng often harbored the intent to kill this horrible existence.

“Your grandfather’s grandmother’s grandfather, so you’ve finally recognized me. I almost got killed by you.”

Jia Zhenjing showed excitement and spat furiously in the direction of the Clown King.

“Old man, I’ve finally waited for you, finally! It’s so exciting to see you still alive. Ha ha…”

The old man was clearly overjoyed, laughing until tears flowed down.

After that battle five years ago, he had never seen his former brothers again. He thought he would die of old age here, but he finally awaited their arrival.

How could the old man not be thrilled?

“Dark?!”

At this moment, Nangong Shui also regained consciousness.

“Stay alive, all of you. I’m going to lead you out of this wretched place!”

Jia Zhenjing grinned slightly.

But—

“Really? The game has just begun. Do you really think you can lead them out of here?”

The Clown King crossed his arms, stepping out of the darkness step by step with a typical catwalk, his chilly lips curling slightly.

With a cold smile, he said, “The game is just starting, and quitting now is not my style as the Clown King, you know.”

“Dark, this foe is extremely strong. Moreover, his skill is the Clown Puppet. It was this guy who captured us. We must be careful!”

“Yes, no matter what happens later, kill both of us, but make sure not to let him go. Then escape yourself, don’t worry about us.”

Nangong Shui said in a deep voice.

That day, when he single-handedly broke into the Dark Prison, he and the old man were forced deep inside, ultimately encountering the Clown King and being captured.

Yet what they didn’t understand was the Clown King merely confined them and did not kill them, which was quite puzzling…