World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

It was past seven in the evening.

Du Ge, carrying a large bag, arrived at the Longwan Club.

Qingsong followed behind him, his face betraying an indescribable expression. Occasionally, his eyes would flicker to the bag on Du Ge's back, causing an involuntary twitch at the corner of his eyes.

Du Ge had spent the entire day quietly drawing talismans, causing no further mischief.

Although there were still many differing opinions online, with the help of various forces, the commotion stirred up by Du Ge was gradually subsiding, and Zhao Hongmei was much relieved. However, she still didn't trust Du Ge and insisted on following him to the Longwan Club.

She feared that out of her sight, Du Ge might stir up some major news again.

To be honest.

The past two days with Du Ge had been more exhausting than a whole year of work for her.

"Cheng Yu, right?" A young man in his twenties, looking like a college student, saw Du Ge getting out of the car and snorted coldly, stepping forward to greet him with a sideways glance, "Let's go! Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhao Hongmei's heart skipped a beat at the sight of the unfriendly-looking youth, and a bad premonition arose again: "Cheng Yu, what are you doing here?"

"Teaching a bunch of nobodies a lesson," Du Ge said without any attempt to disguise his intent.

"You…" Zhao Hongmei opened her mouth to persuade Du Ge to be mindful of his status and not to act rashly, but then she suddenly remembered that the cultivation world was not something she could interfere with, so she swallowed her words back. After all, what happened here wouldn't spread outside.

Since it wouldn't leak, why should she care?

After the storm had passed, Cheng Yu, who had been banned by both the company and the officials, would no longer have a day in the sun.

Just a few more days, and she would be completely free.

Moreover.

Deep down, Zhao Hongmei had an intuition.

The protective talisman from Daoist Priest Suwen had not stopped the Heavenly Demon King; Cheng Yu was no longer the same person as before.

But she dared not reveal this secret, after all, even Daoist Priest Suwen had not seen through Cheng Yu's identity.

"May I ask which sect does this junior brother hail from?" Qingsong, seeing the defiant Du Ge, stepped forward helplessly and asked with a cupped fist.

The situation needed to be defused; they couldn't really let Cheng Yu offend everyone.

"I…" All the anger was directed at Du Ge, unrelated to outsiders. Yu Ming from Qingxin Temple had been apologizing to everyone in the group for a whole day, so naturally, the college student-looking youth wouldn't vent his anger on others. He turned his head to look at Qingsong, just about to answer, when he was interrupted by Du Ge.

"Brother, we're just here for a fight, it won't take long. We'll go back after it's done, no need to ask their names," Du Ge said with a scornful glance.

"…" Qingsong.

"Alright." The college student-looking person was amused by Du Ge's arrogance, "Fine, fine, you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Just keep up that tough act and don't start begging for mercy later…"

Du Ge glanced at him, snorted with laughter, as if disdaining to speak with him, and took his contempt to the extreme.

…

Led by the college student, the group made their way through the Longwan Club and directly to the basement level.

The basement was vast, about the size of a football field, with a huge arena in the center.

There were very few seats in the spectator area, at most a hundred or so.

At this moment.

There were already more than a dozen people standing on the arena, men and women of various dress styles, but all shared the common trait of being young, none older than thirty.

As soon as Du Ge entered, all eyes were cast upon him.

"Yo! Isn't this our star Cheng Yu who bears the burdens of the public? Too scared to come alone, you even brought a guardian."

"And you brought your agent. She won't be able to protect you if a real fight breaks out."

"Xiao Lu, why did you bring his agent in? What if she gets hurt later?" An older-looking man frowned at Zhao Hongmei and said, "Get her out of here."

"Please!" The college student-looking youth named Xiao Lu turned to Zhao Hongmei, "Miss, please step outside for a moment. Don't worry, we're just sparring normally; we won't hurt your star."

"No need." It was Du Ge who spoke up, stopping him. He held up three fingers, "Three minutes, at most three minutes, and the fight will be over. With your level, she won't get hurt."

With that said.

He swept his disdainful gaze over everyone in the arena, pausing on the face of "Confession Brother" for a moment before nonchalantly moving on.

As an ordinary person who had infiltrated this scene, he was definitely an examinee, and possibly one who had awakened a skill.

Moreover, it might be a skill that could influence people's wills.

"Confession Brother" Chen Ziyong was also observing Cheng Yu. At this moment, he too confirmed the identity of the arrogant star examinee before him.

Having spent a day with Rosie and Zhong Xie, and with his honeyed words skill, Chen Ziyong had won the friendship of the two. Through his keen senses, he learned about Cheng Yu's challenge and naturally blended in for the excitement.

He had to find an opportunity to get involved in the cultivation world.

Before Du Ge arrived, he had already won the favor of many young cultivators through confessions.

As for his own safety, he had never been worried.

Firstly, he didn't believe that Cheng Yu could defeat so many cultivators in one day;

Secondly, he felt that his skill could completely turn Cheng Yu from an enemy into a friend, making him work for him.

Most of those who entered this Simulation Field had their own ideas and had watched various replays of Du Ge's experiences, treating them as ironclad rules.

In every Simulation Field, Du Ge had an assistant, even if it was just temporary help, they were partners.

Therefore.

The examinees in this Simulation Field were inclined to teamwork and firmly believed they had the right to control the other party.

Du Ge's words ignited the anger of the crowd once again.

"Arrogant! Cheng Yu, come down here, I'll be the first to take you on." A young man in his twenties, looking rather burly, leaped into the center of the arena. He was holding a demon-subduing staff, clearly walking the path of overpowering demons with strength.

Du Ge leisurely took out his phone and handed it to Qingsong: "Brother, this is my first fight, record it for me."

"Junior brother, go easy, don't go too far," Qingsong helplessly took the phone and warned again.

However.

That remark was even more outrageous than anything Cheng Yu could say.

Everyone in the arena cast incredulous looks at Qingsong, as if they couldn't believe he would say such a thing.

"Come at me together!" Du Ge opened his bag and looked at everyone arrogantly, "If it takes more than three minutes, I lose. If anyone can't hold on, just shout your name and sect, and I'll stop."

Whoosh!

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Damn, this kid is too arrogant."

"Senior Brother Luo, hold back a bit, don't kill him. I still want to beat him up!"

"Why don't we all go together? Why talk reason with this arrogant kid?"

…

Du Ge watched the crowd argue quietly, smiling faintly: "Alright, I'll give you thirty seconds, you have two and a half minutes left."

The noise in the arena stopped abruptly.

At that moment.

Du Ge waved his hand.

More than a dozen talismans floated out of the bag.

With a flick of his hand, the talismans attacked everyone in the arena at once.

Qingsong's eyes widened in shock. Damn, controlling ten talismans at once?

"Damn, that's something."

The sight of Du Ge unleashing more than a dozen talismans at once shocked the younger generation of cultivators from various sects. Had it been before, they would have inevitably exclaimed in awe at such a prodigy.

But now, Du Ge's move was aimed at everyone.

Who could swallow such an insult?

Moreover, after being ridiculed by Du Ge for a day, everyone was holding back their anger, ready to teach him a profound lesson.

"Bring it on." The young man with the demon-subduing staff smashed at the talisman flying towards him, deciding to use force to break through the force, to withstand the talisman head-on.

The others also used their own methods: some formed hand seals and chanted spells, some moved and positioned themselves, some summoned magical instruments to protect themselves…

Except for "Confession Brother" Chen Ziyong, everyone blocked the first wave of talismans from Du Ge.

But Chen Ziyong, who was immobilized, panicked. He looked at Du Ge and was about to confess, but Du Ge didn't give him a chance.

A swiftness talisman stuck to his own leg, and with a flicker, Du Ge was already by his side. A silence talisman slapped onto his forehead.

Chen Ziyong was speechless, unable to utter a word.

Everyone was stunned, no one expected that Du Ge's first target would be an ordinary person.

"Cheng Yu, don't touch him, he's just a normal person," Zhong Xie urged urgently. He was from the Maoshan Sect, skilled in using talismans. He waved a talisman towards Du Ge, trying to rescue Chen Ziyong.

"A bunch of idiots, not even realizing the Heavenly Demon has infiltrated," Du Ge snorted, violently tore open his backpack, and tossed it into the air. Talismans scattered like a shower of flowers from the sky.

Du Ge moved like lightning.

His fingers tapped rapidly.

One after another, the talismans shot towards the people in the arena like bullets.

Pop!

Zhong Xie, who was rushing towards Du Ge, was the first to be hit, immobilized by a binding talisman, his body suddenly frozen.

The next instant.

Du Ge had already leaped up to him, snatching away the talisman pouch hanging from his waist and a token as well.

He even stripped off his coat and kicked him in the rear.

This time.

It wasn't skill, but sheer brute force.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Xie was rolling on the ground.

The second one to be hit was the burly young man with the demon-subduing staff. He managed to deflect the first binding talisman but couldn't dodge the five consecutive talismans that followed.

The moment he was immobilized.

The demon-subduing staff was already in Du Ge's hands, and his belt was torn off as well.

Amidst the flurry of talismans, Du Ge fluttered like a nimble butterfly, darting back and forth. Anyone immobilized by him would inevitably have their magical instruments taken away, followed by a kick.

The younger generation of the cultivation world was no match for Du Ge, not even for a single round.

Qingsong, holding the phone and recording, was stunned. The only thought in his mind was: binding talismans could be used like this?

This fighting style, even Master couldn't compete, right?

How could his junior brother be so fast?

He sneakily glanced at the time; from the moment Du Ge entered the arena to when everyone had their magical instruments taken away and their clothes stripped off, it took no more than thirty seconds.

Two seconds to deal with one person!

That meant, if his junior brother really went all out, it wouldn't even take a minute for these rising stars of the cultivation world to be completely wiped out.