My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 168 - 123: Storm, Tokyo, Bloody Auction (Part 8)_3

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Chapter 168: Chapter 123: Storm, Tokyo, Bloody Auction (Part 8)_3

Blood slipped down her face, dropping onto the dark red dagger. The blade seemed to absorb the vitality from the blood, visibly lengthening, transforming into a ten-foot-long sword in the blink of an eye.

Jack the Ripper stood up, changed his grip on the dagger to that of a katana, his dark, night-like eyes reflecting the figure of Blue Arc.

Andrew lifted his head from the scope, his muttering voice coming from the auction stage: "I’m serious... You two are really a nuisance, having you here makes shooting troublesome! Otherwise, this Blue-whatever guy would have been dead by my hand already. Didn’t you see all my bullets making an effort?!"

"Shut up, or I’ll kill you too." Jack the Ripper said coldly.

"Be careful or I’ll stuff your head into a slot machine as a prize." Anluns said with a smile.

Blue Arc hung his head low, blood trickling from the shattered armor, flowing down amidst broken gauntlets, splashing onto the floor.

He panted heavily, slumped shoulders, slowly raising his eyes to look coldly at the three.

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Meanwhile, at another corner of the auction house.

Li Qingping, dressed in a black suit, sat upright in his chair.

He looked up at Bai Tanlang approaching slowly, expressionlessly saying, "I’m not interested in fighting with you. I’ll take my men and leave, and then we’ll act like this never happened." freēnovelkiss.com

"You’re right." Bai Tanlang paused, "But the captain’s orders are that no one in the auction house should remain."

He blinked his left eye, veiled with white and scarred, steam suddenly rising from his body, muscles bulging like hills, enveloped entirely in a white radiance.

"What a pity... I intended to spare your lives."

With those words, Li Qingping summoned the Anecdote Atlas in his hand, casually crushed four cards, and a silver pattern flickered in the air:

——Common-level Anecdote "Phoenix", Common-level Anecdote "Volcano Giant", Common-level Anecdote "Phosphorus Ghost Bride", Common-level Anecdote "Flame Acrobats".

Bai Tanlang glanced at the Octave Prism on the Second Prince, then at the four shattered cards. He said:

"Binding five Anecdote Fragments at once, A-level Anecdote Envoy, eh?"

Li Qingping remained indifferent, "Don’t get me wrong... It’s just that I don’t need the last card to fight you."

With those words, four shadows appeared by his side; at the forefront stood a giant covered in volcanic lava; a phoenix-like fiery red bird circled atop the giant, emitting a clear and long call.

Next, a woman in a wedding dress, her face covered with a veil, appeared beside Li Qingping. In her hand was a lantern, burning with eerie blue ghost fire.

The last was a red-nosed clown clad in circus attire, standing only 0.5 meters tall, strikingly inconspicuous.

Bai Tanlang stepped forward.

The woman in the wedding dress suddenly threw the lantern in her hand, enlarging in mid-air, covering Bai Tanlang’s body within. Thousands of ghost fires illuminated the lantern, transforming its interior into a massive steamer, myriad flames rippling out.

The circus clown flipped nimbly, leapt over, took a deep swig of oil, his cheeks instantly swelling like a toad.

He then opened his mouth, spewing fire towards the lantern. The lantern’s paper surface caught and the fire inside grew more ferocious, resembling a blazing forest.

Seeing Bai Tanlang motionless within the lantern, the circus clown lay down, supported his head with his hand, humming a tune while drawing circles in the air with his finger.

Circle after circle of fiery patterns leisurely spread upwards, gradually forming a clown’s smiling face.

But in the next instant, the burly shadow reflected on the lantern suddenly raised its right hand, clenched its five fingers into a fist in a charging posture, and suddenly, an explosion of daylight-like brilliance erupted from its punch. Silence enveloped the world, a punch potent enough to deafen and blind shattered the lantern.

White light swept across like a pillar, the circus clown’s mouth gaped in an "O" shape, his body swiftly annihilated to ash.

The woman in the wedding dress standing behind was unable to escape death, directly carried by the white light to the world’s edge.

Li Qingping raised an eyebrow.

Bai Tanlang emerged from the inferno. His cloak and clothing had been burnt away, his body covered in a layer of ash-colored wolf fur, his pupils flashing with a white odd glow.

Amidst rumbling thunder, the five-meter-tall volcanic lava giant approached.

Bai Tanlang clenched his fists, leaped up, landing a hit on the lava giant’s abdomen, causing the giant’s body to contract within, head bent down, followed by an uppercut smashing into the lava giant, sending its massive form flying upwards.

Then, Bai Tanlang instantly flashed to the giant’s head, bringing his fists together into a hammer and striking. A burst of daylight-like radiance erupted. In an instant, the giant’s head shattered into thousands of fragments.

Relentless force conveyed from the crown throughout its body, layers of fractures appeared on the giant’s frame.

Finally, fiery red lava chunks engulfed with molten rock poured down like a waterfall, steaming a sweltering white mist upon the auction house floor.

Amidst the fiery rain and white mist, Bai Tanlang landed on the ground, stepping forward onto the rampant lava. His facial lines were taut as iron, his left eye, veiled with white, fixed on Li Qingping’s face.

"Alright... You are indeed stronger than I expected, but not that much stronger."

Li Qingping shrugged, expressionless as he spoke, rising from the chair, the Phoenix perched on his wrist in the air.

He then slowly drew out a card suffused in orange light from the Anecdote Atlas in his right hand. The markings on the card’s surface were supremely luxurious and elegant, clearly depicting the form of a dragon.

"Orange light marks..." Bai Tanlang frowned, a hint of astonishment flashing on his face, "Generation-level Anecdote?"

In the next moment, Li Qingping crushed the orange card in his hand, a deafening dragon roar shook the entire auction house.

Searing flames rose, as if set to engulf the entire world.

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