69novels Chapter 135 How far can you go?
Chapter 135 How far can you go?
Chapter 135 How far can you go?
"The Wheel of Law"
An invisible aura emanated from the boy, and a dark blue rotating disc appeared beside him.
Four cards flew out at the same time, and a fifth one awaited his choice.
Reversed Ace of Pentacles, Reversed Ace of Swords, Reversed Three of Cups, Upright Death
The fifth one can be freely chosen—
"The Wheel of Fortune in its upright position." He reached out and caught the last card.
"Since you say I'm lucky, then let me show you what real luck is." He looked at his opponent and said with a light laugh.
"You've come this far, you've paid a lot, you've worked very hard to win, haven't you?" The white-haired boy looked at the other person with an ambiguous smile.
"Of course! Unlike lucky guys like you, I've paid a price you can't even imagine to get to this point!" the opposing player said confidently, even proudly.
He was proud of his efforts.
"I see..." the white-haired boy murmured softly.
He then raised his hands and tore his shirt apart without hesitation.
Then, his right hand touched his left chest, and his fingers with black nails instantly pierced into his left breast.
In the blink of an eye, in his outstretched hand, there was a dark red, still-beating heart.
"How about this?" The boy, who had personally pulled out his own heart, casually released his grip, and the heart fell easily to the ground.
The hole in his chest seemed to be letting in air, and you could see the flesh and bones inside.
He simply stood there, the curve of his lips gradually widening, growing larger and larger, until it became tinged with madness.
"Can you do it? Show me, hahahahaha—"
"Hey, prove your determination, hurry up."
The maniacal laughter echoed throughout the venue, and all the audience members fell silent.
Gon and Killua, who were watching from the sidelines, also lost their ability to speak.
Take out your own heart...
Is this guy trying to commit suicide?!
Killua has taken many people's hearts, but he has never encountered a guy who would dig out his own heart.
"That guy... he's a madman, absolutely." He said in a low voice.
Like Hisoka, or even more morbidly insane than Hisoka.
"We need to stay away from him, Gon," Killua reminded Gon.
Xiao Jie, however, just stared at the figure on the stage without saying a word.
Even his opponent, Lerol, was stunned by this scene. His pupils dilated instinctively, and he couldn't help but take a step back in the face of the boy's words.
Madman! Madman! Madman! This madman!!!
Equally shocked, the commentator, almost forgetting his profession, gasped in horror, microphone in hand, "Wait, wait a minute?! What happened?! Why did Hill suddenly rip out his own heart?!"
Having played in the Sky Arena for so many years, this is the first time I've encountered such a grand scene.
It caused her heart to stop as well.
"Hmm?" Noticing his opponent take a step back, the boy who had been laughing unrestrainedly stopped laughing and looked at him with a playful expression.
"What? Can't you do it?" The white-haired boy lifted his eyelids, his tone revealing a hint of interest.
"How about this?" He suddenly lifted his foot.
Leroll, the spectators, and the referee all realized what he was trying to do.
Unable to stop him, he could only watch helplessly as the young man lightly raised his foot and crushed his own heart on the ground beside him.
Blood splattered all over the ground, and along with the blood flowing from the hole in his chest, it almost stained the ring near his feet red.
"Idiot." He casually glanced at the person opposite him.
"No matter how eloquently you speak, you're still a brainless coward." He sneered, raising the corners of his mouth, and swallowed back the blood that welled up in his throat.
Can a person live without a heart? Of course not.
But will you die immediately? No.
They might live for a few more seconds, or they might live for a few more minutes.
At least he won't die immediately.
"You're a madman! A madman!" Lerol roared. "You've already lost, I won't kill you." He stared intently at the boy opposite him.
A boy with white hair and blue eyes, strange tattoos on his body, half of his body covered in blood, and a bloody hole in his chest stood there quietly.
It's hard to believe that he's the kind of madman who would personally tear out his own heart and even stomp on it, just to mock him as a coward.
But Leroll didn't care about the mockery; he only knew that he was destined to win.
His opponent did this to taunt him, and it did scare him, but then what? His opponent will die from losing their heart, and he won without even lifting a finger…
As he was thinking this, his vision suddenly spun around him.
With a thud, his head rolled to the ground, and he saw blood gushing from his neck.
"You idiot who only knows how to talk nicely, you think you can win?" A foot stepped on his head.
The white-haired, blue-eyed boy bent down, looking down into his eyes, and spoke with a wicked smile.
The current compatibility between the two Sukuna characters has reached 70%.
[The reversal spell has been activated.]
The system notification arrived as expected, just as he had guessed.
Sukuna once dug into Itadori Yuujin's body when she was in control, and then... Itadori Yuujin came back to life.
Theoretically speaking, he could do it if he obtained the reversal technique.
He just needed to take a gamble, so he first used his Nen ability, positioning the Wheel of Fortune to bring him good luck.
There is a high probability that things will develop as he expects, and he will successfully obtain the reversal technique.
Of course, there is also a considerable chance that he will not obtain the reversal technique and will die due to delayed treatment.
But... the result is already before him.
He succeeded.
"You're not entirely wrong, I really am very lucky." The white-haired boy touched the hole in his chest with one hand.
The wound healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no trace in the blink of an eye.
Apart from the heart fragments and large amount of blood on the ground, no one could tell that he had lost his heart.
Although he was stabbed to death at a comic convention, he wasn't completely dead and was bound to the system. Although he fell into Meteor City, he still had some self-protection ability due to his character skills. Although his skills had many debuffs, they also had many advantages, making him stronger than ordinary people from the start and allowing him to survive smoothly and even progress rapidly.
"And you're unlucky."
He ran into him, said a bunch of nonsense that annoyed him, and died instantly. Of course, he was unlucky.
He casually pulled out a piece of clothing, put it on, and walked down from the ring.
"...Hill wins!!!" The referee and commentator only came to their senses and loudly announced the result after he stepped off the ring.
How did this match begin and end?
The white-haired boy dug out his own heart, stomped on it, and trash-talked his opponent. The opponent, confident of victory, gave a congratulatory speech, and then his head fell off?!
Why go through all this trouble when you clearly have the ability to instantly kill your opponent?!
Is this the joy of being a strong person?
However, it must be said that such a competition has more gimmicks and highlights, and is almost like an absurd and bizarre magic show.
The last person to perform a similar act in the ring was Hisoka, known as the Magician.
During the match, he casually allowed his opponent, Hua Shidoulang, to take away both of his arms.
I just can't understand what these kinds of players are thinking.
But that didn't stop the people in the stands from cheering loudly for the winner.
(End of this chapter)