The Most Random System-Chapter 750 - 377: Bro, This Underworld Is Way Too Swag 3

"Bleh—"

"Bleh—"

The sound of vomiting echoed endlessly as Zhao Nan lay on the ground, grinning from ear to ear.

To be honest, he thought the scene before him was a bit bizarre.

These words clearly sounded funny in his ears, but for some reason, these people heard them and felt nauseous, wanting to puke.

And the weirdest part was that Zhao Nan noticed, the ones who wanted to vomit were all wearing helmets, while those without helmets were fine.

"Damn!"

When another buddy fell, Kong Jingyun noticed Lin Li looking at him, ready to speak. He instantly took off his helmet, threw it on the ground, and then covered his mouth.

But the anticipated terrible scene didn't happen. Kong Jingyun noticed Lin Li giving him a thumbs-up after seeing his action, nodding in approval, and then directly looked at the next person.

Kong Jingyun wasn't too happy, swallowed hard, and looked at the large number of people who had fallen without a fight, panicking as he took a few steps back and spoke shakily to Qin Jun:

"Brother Jun, are there really no ghosts in this world? Why do I feel like tonight is a bit spooky..."

"Could it be that person's Grandpa Shanqing is here helping him mess with us? It seems like we've walked into a trap..."

Kong Jingyun noticed Qin Jun didn't respond, somewhat surprised, turned to look at Qin Jun, but found him sincerely bowing to the ground with his hands clasped in prayer.

Kong Jingyun: "?"

What's on the ground? What's he praying to?

A white fragment?

"Ahem," having silently apologized to the elder named Shan Qing a hundred times in his heart, Qin Jun quickly raised his head, putting on a serious face, "What are you afraid of?"

"He tells you to listen to him, and you listen? Just punch the hell out of him!"

"And why are you all wearing helmets? Wearing a helmet restricts airflow and makes you nauseous! I've said there's nothing to fear with the ashes! What's the point of wearing a helmet when it only limits yourself?!"

Upon hearing Qin Jun say this, and noticing that besides the other school's people and Jin Di, all those lying on the ground were wearing helmets, the few still standing immediately took off their helmets and threw them aside.

"Old Kuai drinks AD calcium because he has enough BC~"

Just as Lin Li was about to pick another unlucky person, he noticed that no one standing was wearing a helmet anymore.

Lin Li nodded with satisfaction.

Finally getting it.

That's right, it would've been better to do this earlier, instead of making me use the "Duck Blood Bottle."

Noticing Qin Jun scolding his subordinates, Lin Li's satisfaction faded.

He disliked those who stood on the sidelines, talking big without any action.

Lin Li raised the "Duck Blood Bottle" again.

Then, pointing in surprise at the front, he exclaimed, "Bro? Why did you get excited about the Sister Yu joke? Seriously? Bro, I was joking when I said I like Sister Yu, but you really are Seven Stars Entertainment?"

Everyone, hearing this, was momentarily stunned, then followed Lin Li's finger to look over.

—Then they saw Qin Jun's little tent.

Everyone: "?"

Qin Jun: "•᷄ඒ•᷅?"

Huh? Why, why did it happen now?

I don't like Sister Yu, damn it!!

Feeling the gazes around, Qin Jun pulled up his pants to make the tent less obvious, then forced a smile, "What the hell are you talking about? This is my normal state, don't envy someone bigger if you're small! Who's interested in Sister Yu!"

Although Lin Li was being cursed, he laughed and gave Qin Jun a thumbs up.

This quick wit, Lin Li approved, no wonder he could be the boss, he's got something.

"Alright, I got it wrong, don't look at him, look at me~"

Not tormenting Qin Jun anymore, Lin Li put away the "Duck Blood Bottle" into the [warehouse], reopened the ash box, and smiled at everyone:

"But it seems like no one feels like vomiting anymore, so I guess I can't disgust the remaining people. Let's continue with the physical fight."

"Swish—swish—"

Striking a 'Come at me, Shen Teng' pose, only replacing the beckoning finger with flicking ashes, Lin Li hopped forward without changing his stance, fully immersed in the fun.

Everyone quickly retreated.

"Bro! Should we run? I'm scared to fight, we weren't supposed to fight him, we've won the arranged fight already..."

Kong Jingyun tried to muster courage but, no longer a staunch materialist, couldn't summon the bravery, stepping forward a few paces then retreating, speaking shakily to Qin Jun, who was still adjusting his pants.

"Damn it, a bunch of useless folks!"

Qin Jun was somewhat tempted to back out, but couldn't swallow his pride.

Even if he could, little Qin Jun couldn't.

In short, his group was a bit useless, so many people couldn't handle one unarmed person, and instead ended up in such a dismal state.

From Qin Jun's perspective, Lin Li hadn't even done anything, just threw some ashes and told some indecent jokes about Sister Yu.

And yet, this had caused their side to fall apart.

"Forget it, I see you lot can't get past this mental block, but will you just let the other side throw things at you? Let me ask you, do you not have hands? Do you not have things you can throw at others?"

Qin Jun addressed his subordinates, demonstrating by throwing his stick fiercely at Lin Li.

"Wow, sneak attack, how underhanded!"

Lost in his artistic world, Lin Li nearly failed to dodge, letting out a soft sigh.

When the [Barehanded Blade Grasp] passive was triggered, Lin Li was extremely sensitive to any flying object approaching him, capable of accurately catching it even with his eyes closed and predicting its trajectory.