C177 No Life City(2)

Anyone who dared to attack Woo Zhengyang, regardless of the weapon they used, would inevitably meet their end at his hands. His sword-shaped energy, combined with the "Floating Light Step" and "Dragon Countering Nine Steps," made it impossible for anyone to escape his pursuit. This reputation made many wary of him.

"Hey, buddy, no matter how strong you are, you can't fight off everyone alone. Our team just lost a swordsman. How about teaming up with us?" someone suggested to Woo Zhengyang. The speaker was a man in his thirties, wielding a knife.

This wasn't the first time someone had invited him to join forces, and many had proposed making him their leader. Some even went so far as to steal a sword from their own team to offer as a gesture of goodwill.

Woo Zhengyang wasn't interested in any of it. He was focused on leaving this place, not on the unpredictable No Life Sword. He planned to head to the gates of No Life City to see if he could find a way out.

"Think it over, man. Even if you don't want to kill, the rules here will eventually pit you against other teams. By then, their combined weapons might be more than you can handle," the man continued, trying to persuade him.

Woo Zhengyang frowned slightly at this. Caught in this deadly game, he had revealed his ability to unleash sword energy, but he hadn't shown all his cards. So far, no one had pushed him to that point.

Woo Zhengyang wasn't worried about the present moment, but he needed to think ahead.

“Hey, buddy, what's holding you back? Our team’s strength and character are top-notch. We may not have known each other long, but you can definitely trust us to watch your back!” The speaker was a middle-aged man in the group wielding a hammer, and the others quickly chimed in.

After a moment of hesitation, Woo Zhengyang nodded in agreement, much to the delight of the four teammates.

With Woo Zhengyang joining, their team instantly became one of the strongest in the arena, significantly boosting their chances of making it to the end. The four might have thought they had convinced Woo Zhengyang, but his thoughts were far more forward-thinking than theirs.

Currently, all the participants in the city were at the Martial Disciple level. Even if they formed the strongest alliance, what would it matter in the end? There were higher-level experts lurking in the unopened rooms. Once the fighting here concluded and the Martial Masters emerged, those who thought they had won might quickly find themselves outmatched.

The real challenge lay in the presence of Shape Gathering Stage experts. Even if they managed to survive the second wave of battles, what would happen when those experts appeared?

Woo Zhengyang knew he had to hold out until the Loong Zhiwu emerged to have any chance of survival. So, he decided to forgo further exploration for now and focus on adapting to this team-based combat style to prepare for the next round of battles.

For the second round of combat, Woo Zhengyang felt uncertain. The number of strong fighters at the Reality Condensing Stage entering this place was considerable. Against early or even middle-rank Martial Masters, Woo Zhengyang might stand a chance if he used all his cards. But what about the advanced or peak Martial Masters? Waiting for the appearance of the Dragon Dance was something Woo Zhengyang had to face.

While Woo Zhengyang was deep in thought, the other four members of the team weren't as concerned. They had always lived on the edge, with no time to ponder the future. They were simply glad to have Woo Zhengyang join them. The team consisted of five members: Woo Zhengyang, three men, and one woman. Besides the one who had just spoken, there was a man with a gun and a woman with a bow and arrow.

In the midst of battle, there was no interest in exchanging names; everyone went by the code name of their weapon. Woo Zhengyang's code name was "Swordsman." The other four unanimously decided to follow Woo Zhengyang's lead. Wherever his sword pointed, that was their target. Woo Zhengyang didn't refuse this arrangement. He wanted to get used to this kind of teamwork, and leading would help him grasp the key points.

Now part of the team, Woo Zhengyang couldn't act on a whim. He had to take the initiative. This battle was inevitable, and in the end, they were all bound to become enemies—it was just a matter of time.

Since he was ready to make a move, Woo Zhengyang wasn't going to hold back. His first target was a well-equipped five-person team. This team had been around since Woo Zhengyang first arrived, and their combat strength was nothing to scoff at, with a significant arsenal to match.

As Woo Zhengyang and his group approached, the team quickly understood their intentions. Seeing Woo Zhengyang leading the charge, they were on high alert. After all, he was the only one who had managed to survive in this arena solely on his own strength.

"Are you sure you want to challenge us?" the leader of the team asked.

In response, Woo Zhengyang simply raised his long sword, and a swift arc of sword light slashed through the air!