Chapter 95

The abuse on the field still kept on going. Dou Heng had long been bruised but had kept on insisting on not falling down. The fire-ability user seemed to be having fun as he summoned a huge fireball and threw it at him, preparing for it to blow the other apart.

Dou Heng tried his best to avoid it by dodging to the side. Lying on the ground, he panted heavily. This was the first time that he had been beaten so unilaterally for almost an hour. This was the first time he had fallen since the beginning of the match, showing how tough he truly is.

The fireball he dodged inevitably headed for the crowd behind him. However, the person who threw the fireball didn't dispel it and it kept going straight. The person warned them and secretly thought that those people weren't stupid and would dodge it.

However, the facts soon proved the contrary as a group of people truly were stupid, but they had superior strength and weren't afraid of the fireball at all. The group saw a tall, muscular teenager stepping forward to meet the fireball exuding intense heat and suddenly punched it. The fireball exploded upon contact and shattered into sparks, falling onto the teenager's bare arm without burning his flesh at all, as if he were made of copper and iron.

The audience was amazed. For the first time, they saw someone using their flesh and body to confront and ability user's power and not fall at the confrontation. The two ability users' were also disturbed by the young man's sudden intervention, their expression becoming alert.

"Brother, are you alright?" After punching the fireball, Wang Tao walked up to Dou Heng and leaned over to pat the other's shoulder.

Dou Heng lifted his eyes and looked at him. There was no gratitude in his dark-coloured eyes, only fierceness that made one feel cold deep down to their bones. This was the look of a beast after they were wounded; hostile to everything, doubting everything and guarding against everything. If anyone tried to approach it, it would kill that person at all costs!

Wang Tao was startled and retracted his hand without a word. The man's eyes were so fearsome that he felt like he had done something wrong.

"Dou Heng, get back up and fight." Gong Lixin appeared in time to rescue Wang Tao who was about to be beaten by the beast.

The delicate white face of the youth came into view and the fierce light in Dou Heng's eyes flickered for a second, revealing an instant of tenderness that even he didn't notice. Dou Heng? How did he even know his name? It was an out of place thought, but the thought made its way to his heart and made it throb for a moment.

"Boss, get a weapon for him. It's bad for ordinary people to deal with ability users with their bare hands." Ling Yin suggested and turned to Li Dongsheng, saying, "Take out my knife and let him borrow it. Let them know that we ordinary people aren't pushovers."

Tan Mingyuan, who had just returned from reporting to Bao Long, heard her words and couldn't help feeling sorry for the two ability users on the field. A knife soaked in mutant spider venom would kill even with the smallest of cuts! What's more, the person holding the knife is the skillful Dou Heng? Those two were out of luck. Only the heavens could help them now!

Li Dongsheng nodded and took out the huge glass bottle and carefully took out the dagger that been soaked until it was blue and handed it over to Ling Yin. Ling Yin passed it on to his boss. She didn't dare approach the man, his aura was too terrible.

"Here, go and kill them!" Gong Lixin handed the knife to Dou Heng, patted him on the shoulder and, at the same time, pushed in a trace of his internal force into the other's body.

When Tan Mingyuan heard Young Master Gong's careless instructions, he secretly wiped his cold sweat as he wondered why had he ever thought that Young Master Gong was simple and kind at first. Hindsight is 20/20!

The teenager's hand patted lightly on his shoulder. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Dou Heng felt full of strength and his cold heart gradually became hot. This feeling was very strange and made him feel uneasy and confused. But with the eyes of the teenager on him, he couldn't think to deeply about it. He took the knife and slowly stood, turning to face the two ability users.

As soon as he stood, he knew that it wasn't an illusion just now and the boy actually gave him strength! His heart throbbed again for a moment. Dou Heng's eyes were clear and he moved the knife in his hand in a fancy style, the faint blue light of the blade making others panic. He was a natural killer. Although his physical fitness cannot compete with ability users, as long as he had a weapon in his hand, he could maximize his own advantages.

Looking at him now, they could see Dou Heng's shadow. The two ability users finally knew why Dou Heng's nickname was 'Shadow Killer'. It's just that he had been beaten for over an hour and beaten until he fell down. Where does his strength come from? Right then, when the two were stunned, Dou Heng had already approached them and the knife sliced towards the neck of the fire-ability user.

The man responded in time, quickly retreating and dodging the strike even as the knife barely brushed over his throat, bringing with it the icy sensation of the blade. His heart tightened at the thought. Quickly, he summed a fireball in his hand and threw it furiously at Dou Heng all the while backing away.

Dou Heng didn't even blink and continued on, not losing his momentum and cut through the fireball. Prior to his imprisonment, he was the top killer cultivated by the Tao family and was proficient in all weapons. The knife was like a guillotine in his hands and its power was brought out to its fullest.

Da Liu and Ling Yin looked stunned and stared at him move, not willing to miss any of it. They didn't expect that someone could surpass them who had been carefully taught by Young Master Gong in the way of the blade. However, both of them were a little bit confused. They had only started practicing martial arts late in life. Naturally, this couldn't compare with Dou Heng who had received rigorous training since childhood.

It took the fire-ability user half a minute to throw a fireball and condense another one. However, in this half a minute, Dou Heng sliced the knife a dozen times, yet the knife didn't cause any fatal damages, only scratches over the other’s clothes. Just as the two could kill him yet tortured him on purpose, he also wanted the two to taste the same pain of being played with.

The other wind ability user had already lost his calm and one by one, wind blades flew towards Dou Heng without aim. However, the wind-ability users in this base were originally low-leveled and his attack didn't even hit Dou Heng's shadow, which was always a step ahead. He soon got a headache and became pale; the aftereffects of excessive power consumption.

Dou Heng didn't even give him the light of day. He just blindly attacked the fire-ability user who had been very arrogant at first but was now scared. When he felts that he had played enough, he kicked the man to the ground with one kick and, raising the knife in his hand, stabbed him in the throat. The man closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death. However, with the exception of a sting at his neck, the bloodbath he expected didn't happen.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the starry night sky above him, only to find that he hadn't died yet. The blade just scratched a think line around his neck and didn't cut through it. The man trembled and touched the small wound as he venomously thought in his heart: Don't count yourself too lucky, after all, you dared to oppose an ability user. Just you wait! This Lao Zi will definitely make you suffer worse than death!

While he was fuming, he didn't notice the cruel and merciless light in Dou Heng's eyes. It was too easy to kill this person with a knife. When he had seen the blue blade, Dou Heng knew that this knife was extremely poisonous. Just a small cut could torture a man and make him die while suffering.

Withdrawing the blade embedded in the ground, Dou Heng looked at the man expressionlessly. The man was still thinking of fighting, but a heart wrenching pain from his neck stopped him and, at the same time, the flesh near the wound inexplicably burned and melted as a white steam came out of it, letting out smelly, acrid smoke.

The flesh continued to melt and, within a short time, half of the body of the man turned into a pool of thick and slippery blood and he died with great pain and suffocation. He couldn't even let out a groan and his final form was unrecognizable. After another second, the other half of his body was completely turned into mush and the sickening stench spread through the air. People in the audience covered their noses and looked at Dou Heng with horrified eyes and with fear in their hearts: The former North District overlord is back!

Dou Heng side stepped the mush and blood and walked, step by step, towards the wind-ability user who couldn't stand anymore and knelt on the side, with a bitter chill in his eyes.

"No! Don't kill me! Please, I beg you!" The man begged with tears, paralyzed on the ground like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Dou Heng raised his knife with an expressionless face as he didn't intend to let him go. Right then however, a steel needle whistled through the air and its target was Dou Heng's temple. Dou Heng quickly blocked it with the knife. The steel needle struck the knife and, with a squeaking sound, pushed Dou Heng back two steps. At the same time, a man with a vicious appearance and dark eyes walked out of the crowd and slowly said with a smile, "Do you dare to move against my man? Dou Heng, you are too daring!"

As he said this, he stretched out his calm and condensed another steel needle in his hands. This person was the leader of the fifth group of ability users on Long Snake Island. The two people who were killed and injured on the field were members of his group.

Dou Heng clenched the knife in his hand and looked back fearlessly, not shrinking because of the other's powerful strength. Gong Lixin saw this and looked towards Tan Mingyuna. Tan Mingyuan knew he had to do something and strode over and coldly said, "Lemur, Long Snake Island's rule is that the strongest is king, not for those who lost to go crying to their parents. Yet your team members can't even beat an ordinary person. They deserved it!"

"What? You're planning on covering for him?" Lemur faced Tan Mingyuan, who was a position higher than himself, with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Yes. If you lose, you lose. It would be shameful for you to go up and protect them. Go back and wash your hands out of this!' Tan Mingyuan's sneered then turned to look at Dou Heng, pointing at the trembling wind ability user on the ground. He said to the other person, "You look at him, you scared him until he pissed himself. Do you think it's worth it to kill someone like that? Let him go."

Gong Lixin, who was at the other end of the crowd, looked at Dou Heng and the other saw him frowning. His clear eyes were filled with worry. Dou Heng's tight expression softened for a moment and he slowly lowered his hand holding the knife. When Lemur saw this, he glared deeply into the other's icy eyes. Then he took back his steel needle and dragged the team member on the ground away.

Tan Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't expect that Dou Heng would really listen to him and let the other go. It was nothing like his usual cold and ruthless style. But when he saw Dou Heng's next move, he showed an expression of understanding and thought that the other was attracted by Young Master Gong. No wonder he changed his tune.

"Thank you." Dou Heng pursed his lips and walked to Gong Lixin, handing him the knife back with a hint of awkwardness in his deep and husky voice.

"It doesn't matter." Gong Lixin took the knife and gave him a very serious suggestion. "The two people who just left are already resentful towards you. You should build your own strength and find a chance to kill them. You can take this bottle of poison; you should be able to use it." Then he passed the bottle of poison he had prepared. In Long Island Prison, ordinary people who were comparable to slaves weren't allowed to hold weapons. Otherwise, Dou Heng wouldn't have such a hard time.

Tan Mingyuan's eyes twitched and he stared at Gong Lixin, secretly shouting in his heart: Young Master Gong, I and my mother admire you so much! Only you in this whole world could say such sinister words with such a pure and harmless expression! Compared to you, us wicked thugs are mere scum!

Dou Heng's expression was tense and his action was a bit stiff. He took the poison and thanked the other again, his deep eyes lingering on the teenager's white face for a few seconds before quickly moving away.

He didn't expect that the youth would have such a sinister side in addition to being sharp and direct, but he didn't look offensive or chilling. Instead, he looked extraordinarily clean and pure and, because he was so straightforward and blunt, he was bad at covering himself up. This kind of unreachable and unattainable feeling that the other brought over him when he mysteriously disappeared before and this time as well, made the distance between the two seem a little bit closer. This recognization made his heart jump.

With his eyes lowered, Dou Heng hid the shimmering light in his eyes, thanked Tan Mingyuan and nodded his head slightly to everyone behind Gong Lixin. His attitude towards them was no longer alert.

Gong Lixin smiled and thoughtfully stared at Dou Heng as he thought about Gong Xiangyi's words while he walked away with everyone.