This kid, once he gets confident, acts as though he's showing off at a drinking bout. In his eyes, there are no bosses, only his own dashing handsomeness, and the admiration from others that they don't dare reveal because of "shyness."
At this time, Dai Ben walked over and untied the ropes binding Ying Wei, who unexpectedly kneeled down as soon as he was released, his face filled with fear and cowardice.
"Your Majesty... What I just did! I didn't do anything outrageous, did I?"
Dai Ben looked down at the rope, picked it up, and said, "Just now, you were very confident in trying to bite through the rope, but you underestimated its toughness."
Ying Wei looked at the displayed rope with surprise, his face turning red and white in turns.
Being the weakest in strength already made him an outcast, and now he was an absolute eyesore. Surely everyone saw him as a joke.
Bowing his head, Ying Wei stepped onto the stage, looking more sheepish than a little girl, though he was built like a water buffalo.
"Could I... wait a moment, let me use a prop first."
He spoke softly, and seeing that Lin Yi didn't respond, stood frozen in place until Lin Yi reluctantly gave him one word in reply, "Sure."
"Yes!!"
Ying Wei immediately tensed his body in response.
Under watchful eyes, he took out a small air pump from his body.
An air pump reward, which he had gained the day before, allowed for inflating specific muscles and came with a certain power enhancement.
This reward had made quite an impression on everyone, so many recalled it in an instant.
Ying Wei used the air pump on his pectorals, leg muscles, and arm muscles in turn, feeling his strength soar by about twenty percent in that moment.
"Boom boom!"
Ying Wei pounded his arms in front of his chest a couple of times, feeling an eager power swelling to be released.
Around him, a Purple fourth soul ring slowly rose.
Ying Wei's body swelled again, and sharp, sturdy horns sprouted from his forehead, "Fourth Soul Skill, Bull Charge!"
Suddenly, four sturdy men identical to him materialized around his body, each with the same pair of thick buffalo horns aimed straight at Lin Yi.
They charged forward in unison, like an indestructible wall advancing towards him!
"Boom!"
The impact hit Lin Yi, and Ying Wei was knocked to the ground by the shockwave of energy.
The damage wasn't over one hundred thousand, so there was no Damage Rebound.
Lin Yi looked at the panel.
[Blood Loss: 10634]
[Remaining Health: 899860552864]
[Damage Level: Purple]
[Random Reward: Red Level Severe Injury Effect]
[Host Reward: Random Color Severe Injury Effect]
Seeing the color Red, Lin Yi instinctively connected it to Ying Wei's Martial Soul, the water buffalo!
Bulls have always been sensitive to the color red.
Lin Yi opened the annotations and read for a moment, confirming his suspicions.
He said to Ying Wei, "Damage 10634, Purple-level, your reward is the Red Level Severe Injury Effect."
"As the name implies, the color red will cause a severe injury effect for you. Specifically, if the attacked has a visible red item on their body and you attack towards where this red item is located, your damage will increase by twenty percent."
Ying Wei asked in a timid voice, "So, the attack needs to hit something red, right?"
"Right."
"Any kind of red will do? After all, there are many kinds of red."
"As long as the name of the color includes red, it's considered red."
"Does blood count as being within the range of red for severe injuries? Sorry, Senior Lin Yi, I might have too many questions..."
"...It counts."
Ying Wei thought for a moment, as if he was about to ask something else. He opened his mouth but paused halfway, eventually nodding, "Okay, I understand."
Lin Yi flicked the purple light ball in his hand toward the other person, and after the fusion reward, Ying Wei's black eyes suddenly took on a faint red hue.
He seemed to have felt it too, his gaze becoming several times more sensitive to all the red in the area in an instant, the most direct manifestation being his extremely quick and clear identification of where all the red was located on-site.
Ying Wei was slightly excited.
He looked back at Lin Yi, hesitated, and then asked, "Senior, before the second attack, can I add some red onto you?"
"As long as it's not excessive, you can."
Ying Wei immediately nodded and then reached into the clothing on his upper body as if searching for something. Soon, he pulled out a red bellyband from inside his clothes.
Lin Yi's expression froze.
Seeing the surprised looks of everyone around, Ying Wei scratched his head and sheepishly said, "This is something I've worn since I was a child, my mom said wearing it would lock in blessings."
Like the saying "ignorance is bliss"?
But you, a towering man nearing two meters, are wearing a red bellyband inside...
Lin Yi's perceptions were somewhat challenged.
Watching Ying Wei walking over with the red bellyband, Lin Yi suddenly felt restless, wanting to flee the area. Was this young man actually going to hang the bellyband on him?!
I...
With a red face, Ying Wei shouted, "Senior Lin Yi, please forgive my impertinence!"
He stepped forward and hung the red bellyband around Lin Yi's neck, a move that caused everyone on the scene to tighten their faces, as if they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
Lin Yi said with a dark face, "Just hurry up and attack."
"Yes!"
Ying Wei was equally embarrassed, mainly because he couldn't find anything red at a moment's notice except for this bellyband.
He quickly used an air pump to make his muscles swell and promptly unleashed his Martial Soul, using his Fourth Soul Skill once again.
With his gaze locked on the bellyband in front of Lin Yi, Ying Wei's eyes instantly turned blood-red, his nostrils puffing out hot white vapor. Stimulated by the red, his body seemed to inflate even more.
"Red Level severe injury, it looks somewhat like a berserk effect..." Dai Ben muttered to himself as he watched the scene unfold on the stage.
Five "Inflating Water Buffalos" charged at Lin Yi all at once, this time with even greater speed and power, and a more frenzied display of their Skill.
"Boom!"
He led the charge, with the sharp horns slamming into the bellyband in front of Lin Yi.
After this impact, Ying Wei unexpectedly didn't roll around on the stage due to the rebounding force. Instead, he braced himself on his right leg sliding backward, his eyes still blood-red, still puffing out white vapor from his mouth and nose, his gaze still firmly fixed on the red bellyband.
Lin Yi raised his hand and threw the bellyband to the ground next to him, only to find Ying Wei's gaze immediately shifting there, his body uncontrollably charging again.
He stamped on the ground, sprang up bending his knees, rocketed into the air, then like a diver, fell headfirst, resembling an angry missile as he used his horns to strike the red bellyband on the ground.
Lin Yi was stunned by this spectacle.