Chapter 14: Arm Wrestling with Barbarians

  "Awesome!" As he watched the warrior's body thud to the ground, Wu Song suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relief and pleasure. Rarely did he feel that this godforsaken world also had its likable aspects.

  In a virtual game, the player's attack would be completely restricted by attributes such as defense and blood, no matter where the dagger was stabbed, the consumption of blood would be basically the same. The thief, under this premise, against the warrior, even if he could win, would have to spend a lot of effort. But now Wu Song is not playing a game, but fighting in a real world, so even if the warrior has good defense and high blood, being hit in a vital spot will still result in a quick and painful death!

  Neck, heart, eyes, testicles, these are the key parts of a thief's surprise attack. As for the imagined attacks on these parts, Wu Song had trained countless times and had also used them countless times. Therefore, now, even if there was only a short half-second gap, he still had the confidence to hit the vital point and take the enemy's life in an instant!

  "Kang Ze! Ao Xi! You damned guy, come and take my life!" Just as Wu Song's nerves were excited to a high point by the warrior's death, he heard a sharp cry in his ear. Wu Song turned his head to look, and found that the one shouting was the skinny guy who had previously pulled out a dagger. At this moment, the skinny guy was staring at Wu Song with eyes blazing like fire, and flames were erupting from both hands crossed over his chest!

  "Law Master?!" Wu Song's eyes narrowed into a slit, he recognized that this was the starting pose of Flame Arrow. Earlier, when he saw his opponent pull out a Lingguang first-class dagger, Wu Song thought that this skinny guy was also a thief like himself, but he didn't expect that guy to be a Law Master who could use Flame Arrows. Wu Song estimated that this guy was at least a sixth-level controller.

  "You're also a fool! Die!" Wu Song raised his hand and directly flicked the dagger in his right hand, with a short and urgent tearing sound cutting through the air. The thief's curses suddenly stopped!

  Wu Song used a skill called "Flicking Stab", which was an extremely rare and powerful long-range attack skill. Generally, you couldn't find the skill book for Flicking Stab in libraries or from professional trainers. This was one of the rewards Wu Song got after "curing" Mu Xiaoyun.

  "Didn't your teacher teach you not to make a sound when casting spells before learning the magic shield, idiot?!" Wu Song snorted disdainfully as he watched the mage clutching his throat and falling to the ground.

  "Ahhh!" The three teammates were killed in the blink of an eye, and the burly man blocking the tavern door let out a roar of anger. However, he didn't rush to charge at Wu Song. He was furious, but not to the point of losing his rationality. Although among the four of them, the burly man's strength was the highest, having reached the realm of a 9th-level ability user, in terms of combat ability, the other three were not much weaker than him. Seeing that the seemingly weak guy had taken out three people in such a short time, the burly man came to the conclusion that if he charged forward, he might not be any slower to die than his three teammates.

  "Little kid, you're in trouble!" The burly man blocked the doorway, glaring at Wu Song and saying, "Do you know who we are? How dare you lay hands on us!"

  "You are the Venomous Stinger Mercenaries, aren't you?" Wu Song looked at the robust man with a faint smile and said, "Only your stupid Venomous Stingers would tattoo a woman's pants on their forehead as an emblem."

  "You... you know we're from the Poison Needle Sect and still dare to make a move?!" As soon as the other party revealed their origin, the burly man's heart sank, he had lost the mood to retort against the opponent's sarcasm.

  "If you weren't poisonous, I might have spared your dog life." Wu Song smiled and didn't pick up the dagger stuck in the law enforcer's neck. Instead, he walked to the table where the adventurers had held an arm-wrestling match earlier. He picked up a chair and sat down, then said with a smile to the burly man at the door, "Don't think about running away. Although barbarians can run quite fast, you absolutely can't outrun my knife."

  "Turtle grandson wants to run away!" Hearing Wu Song's disdainful laughter, the sturdy man cursed and stopped his footsteps moving towards the door.

  "It's better if you don't run." Wu Song smiled indifferently, then inserted the only remaining dagger into his waist and beckoned to the sturdy man, saying, "You're not confident in your own strength, are you? Come on! Let's arm-wrestle. If you can win against me, I'll let you go!"

  "Arm wrestling?!" Wu Song's words left not only the burly man stunned, but also the surrounding adventurers of Mill Town bewildered. Many of them knew that Wu Song was extremely powerful, so it wasn't surprising that he could easily take down three Venomous Fang members. However, no one expected a thief like Wu Song to voluntarily challenge a barbarian to an arm-wrestling match. Barbarians were strength-type fighters, while thieves were agility-type fighters - this was common knowledge, even for a three-year-old. Just as barbarians had poor agility, thieves didn't have impressive strength either. Now, Wu Song wanted to use his weakness to compete with the enemy's strong point, leaving everyone around him baffled. The adventurers stared at Wu Song with strange eyes, trying their best to figure out whether the ball-shaped object on his neck was a human head or a pig brain.

  "Are you sure that if I win by twisting my wrist, you'll let me go?" As for Wu Song's words, the burly man was also deeply skeptical. He looked at Wu Song, and in his crimson eyes, a suspicious gaze emerged.

  "Alright, alright!" Wu Song said impatiently, nodding his head.

  "I... I'll do it!" The burly man hesitated for a moment, although he felt uneasy about it, but in the end he agreed. He thought that rather than competing with thieves in speed, it would be better to compete with him in strength. The barbarian's frenzy didn't last for a short time, and during his frenzy, the burly man felt that even if his opponent was a superhuman, he shouldn't lose in terms of physical strength alone.

  Zhuang Han took a step closer to Wu Song, and with each step, he exerted great force, causing the floorboards of the wine shop to tremble. The defensive Zhuang Han seemed to have an endless supply of strength.

  Zhuang Han walked up to Wu Song, but instead of finding a chair to sit down like Wu Song did, he knelt on one knee in front of Wu Song. As their hands clasped together, Wu Song suddenly got goosebumps looking at Zhuang Han. If he didn't know that the wooden chairs in the tavern couldn't withstand Zhuang Han's violent temper, Wu Song would have thought this guy was proposing to him.

  "Come be the judge!" To avoid raising goosebumps, Wu Song beckoned to Sasha standing not far away with the fastest speed.