Chapter 362: Chapter 362
Snake Spirit shook her head. "No, it’s for the amusement of the Nobles. What’s the fun if you don’t move at all? That way, you won’t hit the Nobles’ G-spot. They won’t get excited, and then they’ll be bored. When they’re bored, they won’t tip us, and we won’t get Black Market Coins or be able to level up, ultimately failing our mission, get it?"
Tan Ke nodded, only half-understanding. "So, by dragging them over to feel our strength all of a sudden, they’ll think we’re awesome?"
Jing Shu pulled on the rope to test its strength. Her hands were locked to the rope, but it didn’t affect her ability to exert force. The lock was there to prevent people from being pulled into the pit and escaping; the intention was to make them watch people being fed to the snakes alive. However, should danger arise, she could easily break free with her strength. With no worries holding her back, Jing Shu said, ", Tan Ke, when I say ’pull,’ you pull, and when I say ’let go,’ you let go. Let’s play a fun game."
"Alright, no problem," Tan Ke nodded. Jing Shu was even stronger than him. Restraining six big men on his own was hard, but with Jing Shu’s help, they could play however they liked.
At this moment, the tug-of-war was exceptionally bizarre. Jing Shu’s side hadn’t moved an inch. Except for Little Black at the very back, who seemed to be pulling with all his might, the others looked like they were just there to ’soy sauce.’ What was even stranger was that the six big men on the opposite side were pulling with all their might but couldn’t budge them. It made one suspect that this group of Asians were all useless—yet the two-meter-tall big man looked truly formidable.
But the change came then. Following Jing Shu’s command "Let go," Tan Ke completely released his strength. Several men were suddenly dragged several meters away. Little Black, due to his momentary relaxation, was instantly pulled into a humiliating face-plant. What was even more embarrassing was that the others had ’practiced’; although they stumbled awkwardly, they managed not to fall.
Little Black was completely dragged along the ground, tumbling and turning. His appearance was extremely pitiful, and his pig-slaughtering screams echoed throughout the Duel Arena, making the entire audience, including the Nobles watching from above, roar with laughter.
The group facing Jing Shu wasn’t having an easy time either. The sudden release of tension from the other side nearly made them take a nasty spill too; they almost flipped over, barely managing to squat. Thankfully, their professionalism saved them from complete embarrassment.
"Come on, they’re running out of strength—they’re all just for show aside from that dumb big guy! I must admit, that big dumb guy is somewhat strong. Pull them and feed them to the snakes! You guys in the back, pull harder!" someone yelled.
With Tan Ke’s relaxation, the sturdy men on the opposite side soon pulled them to the very edge of the large pit.
"Oh, is this going to end already?" Pei Qi sipped her red wine, a bit bored, then thought, Having two people as her pets’ food isn’t bad. However, at that moment, the Asian team held their ground in the final stretch, stabilized the situation, and started to drag the opponents back step by step.
But the Asian team had too few effective pullers. Before long, the seasoned soldiers on the other side capitalized on a mistake and nearly dragged them into the deep pit again.
The host, holding the microphone, excitedly commented, "Oh, thank the heavens, the Asian team has withstood the wild assault from the other side! They’re now gathering strength, but it seems the situation isn’t great for them. They’re at a disadvantage, and it’s uncertain how long they can hold on!"
"Oh my god, the Asians have been dragged to the edge of the deep pit again; they can’t hold on anymore! Oh heavens, the big man has been dragged into the pit, about to be devoured! GAME OVER! My god, the Black Mamba struck at the big man with a bite, but... thankfully, his teammates pulled him back! Oh god, that was so thrilling! I don’t know why, but at this moment, I actually hope that the big man doesn’t get eaten."
Tan Ke swallowed hard, having lost one of his shoes in the excitement. How fucking thrilling is this? And Mirror’s strength, how terrifyingly powerful is it? In such circumstances, she managed to pull me back?
The opponents also seemed to sense something was off. Sometimes, no matter how hard they pulled, the other side wouldn’t budge. Other times, the tension would suddenly slacken. Yet, every time their big man was dragged to the brink of the pit, seemingly unable to resist, the Asians still managed to pull him back. Does this mean there’s someone on their team even stronger than the big man? But... apart from that cowardly weakling at the very back, the one who’s been crying, who else looks that strong?
The Asians’ situation grew more perilous by the moment. Their opponents had excellent stamina. The contest had been going for over ten minutes, with who knows how much strength expended, and they always came just shy of dragging the Asians into the pit.
The pythons had even leaped out of the pit several times, drawing cheers from the audience on each occasion. Pei Qi and the other Nobles watched, unable to tear themselves away, desperate to know the outcome. Their sentiment had undergone a curious shift, from initially dismissing the Asians’ chances to now faintly hoping for a turnaround.
Pei Qi picked up the microphone and announced, "To increase the excitement of the match, I declare that for every person the winning team pulls into the snake pit, they will earn an additional 500 Black Market Coins! In addition to the 1,500 Black Market Coins, if they drag all six opponents into the pit, they will get another 3,000. Conversely, if anyone from the losing side can climb out of the snake pit alive, I will give them 500 Black Market Coins each."
This meant it was a case of ’become Undead, or no rest!’ It was no longer a situation where the winning team only needed to feed one or two people to the snakes!
Jing Shu’s lips curved upward slightly. The show is over.
"Tan Ke, let out a couple of roars, then beat your chest, and finally grit your teeth and pull them into the pit, one by one, to finish this off," Jing Shu whispered.
Tan Ke felt embarrassed. However, for the sake of the mission, he still mimicked Tarzan’s yell, beat his chest like an ape, and put on a ferocious expression as if he’d die to win. Then, bit by bit, he began to pull all the opponents backward.
The crowd erupted, with everyone jumping to their feet, shouting "NICE!" and cheering for Tan Ke. Even in the Noble District on the top level, many stood up. Living up to expectations, Tan Ke, bit by bit, dragged the first person into the snake pit amidst the despairing expressions of the opposing team. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⁂𝕟𝕖𝕥
The long-starved pythons opened their gaping maws. One directly bit off the first big man’s leg and foot, while another snake bit into his waist. The first man thrashed violently, still trying to escape, but with his hands locked to the rope, there was no way out.
His horrific screams echoed throughout the Duel Arena. By the time the rope was halfway pulled across the pit, it was too late. Within seconds, the first big man was reduced to nothing but two blood-drenched hands shackled to the rope; the rest of him had been swallowed whole by the pythons.
After witnessing the first man’s gruesome fate, the second man immediately tried to flee, his eyes darting around wildly as he attempted to resist. But it was useless. The combined strength of the remaining five was no match for Tan Ke. In the blink of an eye, he too was dragged into the deep pit. This man was wearing a bulletproof vest. His legs were swiftly devoured, but the vest did indeed offer some protection to his upper body for a moment.