This Character is Suspected of Cheating! [Unlimited Flow]

Duan Yuchen felt that although their failure was indeed because He Yu was too formidable, a huge part of the reason was also that—

They had a pig of a teammate named Wanrenzhan.

So during the qualifiers, why exactly had they gathered around Wanrenzhan and made him captain?

Why did someone this stupid have to be the one torturing them?!

Duan Yuchen no longer wanted to struggle. He collapsed onto the ground in surrender, allowing Wanrenzhan to pin him down. His heart was dead, his eyes vacant as he stared at the sky.

—Humiliating.

—Truly humiliating.

He should have left early like Siya instead of getting toyed with by He Yu all the way to the end.

Just thinking about how he had solemnly threatened He Yu in the fourth round made Duan Yuchen want to smash his [N O V E L I G H T] head into a wall.

A lifetime reputation, destroyed in one day.

Throughout the entire scuffle, He Yu merely watched them. He dusted off his clothes and calmly said,

“Wanrenzhan, you should go. I'll vote for you.”

Wanrenzhan jerked his head around.

He stared at He Yu in disbelief.

“I'm not the undercover agent, Duan—”

His voice stopped abruptly.

He had realized something.

His pupils contracted.

He fell backward onto Duan Yuchen and stared blankly at He Yu.

Clearly, at that moment, his brain had completely crashed.

The barrage exploded—

“Hahahaha! I finally lived to see this day!!”

“I'm dying laughing. Wanrenzhan, you finally know the truth!”

“I've been waiting for this forever. I'm going to remember that expression for the rest of my life.”

“Wanrenzhan: What is He Yu? Who's the undercover agent? Who's undercover? My ears must be broken!”

“The dumb brute is questioning his entire existence. Hahaha, hilarious and pitiful.”

“He Yu's actually pretty decent. Wanrenzhan is too stunned right now. If He Yu voted him immediately, he wouldn't even have time to react or leave safely. He's giving him a warning and time to get out alive.”

...

“Hahaha!”

Duan Yuchen suddenly burst out laughing.

Looking at the stunned Wanrenzhan, he laughed wildly.

“I'm not the most embarrassing one. At least there's someone even more embarrassing than me. Hahaha!”

Wanrenzhan let him laugh.

He remained frozen.

In the extremely limited time he had, Wanrenzhan replayed everything from entering the instance until now.

The first round. The second round.

They had planned to vote out He Yu, but in the end, they hadn't.

The third round.

They separated. He and He Yu split up.

He had the opportunity to commit the crime.

But so did He Yu.

Although He Yu couldn't beat Siya, thinking about how Qiong had been eliminated...

The fourth round.

Harvey had died on his own.

Qiao Yuan had been eliminated by He Yu.

He Yu had been clearing out the strong contestants because he himself was too weak.

If the undercover agent was eliminating strong contestants, it wasn't just to weaken future opponents.

It could also be because—

The undercover agent was too weak. If the strong survived, the undercover agent would be in danger.

The fifth round.

He and He Yu had eliminated Qiong together.

Then He Yu had framed Duan Yuchen.

If Duan Yuchen had truly been the undercover agent and had successfully persuaded He Yu in the fourth round, then their goal shouldn't have been eliminating Qiong while keeping themselves alive.

They should have eliminated themselves as well.

No matter who the undercover agent was, with He Yu's assistance, they shouldn't have left anyone behind at all!

Back then, he had thought of this contradiction.

But after He Yu interrupted him, he had forgotten about it.

—Underestimating an eight-combat-power “weakling” had been his fundamental mistake.

Wanrenzhan finally understood.

And then he exploded.

He sprang up from the ground and roared,

“He Yu!! You're actually the undercover agent?! Damn it, you hid it way too well!”

He charged toward He Yu.

“You lied to me for so long! I'm going to kill you!”

He Yu didn't move at all.

With a slight smile, he said,

“I vote—Wanrenzhan.”

Wanrenzhan's charge stopped instantly.

He spent 200,000 votes to leave.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared viciously at He Yu, as though he wanted to devour him alive.

Just before his figure vanished, he roared—

“He Yu! Just you wait! In the next round, you're the first one I'm killing!”

“If I ever trust you again, I'm a dog!!”

【Barrage: “Looking at it now, He Yu's next round isn't going to be easy.”】

【Barrage: “He's offended way too many people. For safety's sake alone, everyone will want to kill him first.”】

【Barrage: “...You all said the same thing at the start of this round. Then He Yu took a guaranteed death scenario and turned it into a royal flush, kicking everyone else out one by one.”】

With fury and grief, Wanrenzhan entered the transit station.

Then he was met by several sympathetic gazes.

Wanrenzhan immediately broke down.

Carrying his axe, he ran around hacking wildly while cursing at the top of his lungs.

From the moment he learned the truth to the moment He Yu forced him out, only a few minutes had passed.

He hadn't had time to properly vent his anger.

Hadn't had time to properly curse He Yu out.

So all that rage and frustration ended up being performed entirely in the transit station.

Meanwhile, inside the competition.

He Yu took out his glasses from his backpack and put them on.

Back in the Blazing Hell, the glasses had nearly melted, so he had stored them away.

Now, with the glasses on, his already cold appearance became even more aloof.

He raised a hand and adjusted them, looking utterly helpless.

“I couldn't help it. I had to survive, after all.”

—Not just survive.

Win.

Duan Yuchen climbed to his feet.

Looking at He Yu, he sneered.

“Don't forget. I'm still here. Your combat power is too pathetic. You're not winning anyway. I can leave whenever I want.”

But before he left—

He could absolutely kill He Yu in the sixth round.

He Yu glanced at him calmly.

Duan Yuchen's tone suddenly changed.

“If you're willing to teach me your forging methods, I'll help you clear the sixth round and advance. Then you won't have to die in the sixth round—”

He Yu interrupted him.

“Duan Yuchen, do you know why I took such risks to force all of you out one by one?”

Duan Yuchen froze and looked at him blankly.

He Yu chuckled.

“There were actually many ways to clear this instance. For example, if Earlie had been eliminated in the third round and another person in the fourth round, there would still be eight people left now.”

He paused.

“Oh, no. Seven.”

Harvey had died on his own.

Duan Yuchen stared at him.

His lips tightened.

He Yu continued,

“With seven people remaining, I could make all of you suspect one another. I could make sure none of you suspected me. Eventually, you'd randomly eliminate someone. Then six people would remain and realize the undercover agent still hadn't been found. What do you think would happen then?”

Duan Yuchen's expression darkened.

“What exactly are you trying to say?”

If events had truly developed according to He Yu's scenario, the remaining six would certainly have entered the sixth round.

Then after clearing it—or when facing danger—they could simply spend votes and leave.

In that case...

He Yu could have remained hidden safely.

And successfully cleared the instance.

Yet instead, he had personally eliminated them one after another.

By the end of the fifth round, only two people remained.

And his identity as the undercover agent had been exposed.

The sixth round was now disadvantageous to him.

—So what was he trying to do?

He Yu curled his lips into a smile and tilted his head.

“Still don't get it?”

“I never intended to let any of you enter the sixth round with me.”

His eyes were icy.

Even the lenses of his rimless glasses reflected a cold light.

Duan Yuchen's eyes widened.

“!!”

Then he laughed in anger.

“What are you dreaming about? You think you can force me out? You think your pathetic eight combat power can beat me?”

“I'll tell you this, He Yu. You're not clearing the sixth round!”

Whatever method He Yu had used to force everyone else out, he absolutely refused to leave.

He Yu raised an eyebrow slightly and tapped his chin.

“Hmm... Master Duan, do you really think I'm standing here talking to you because I don't have a trump card?”

“Then tell me—what exactly am I relying on if I plan to tackle the sixth round alone?”

Duan Yuchen froze.

His eyes locked onto He Yu.

He Yu smiled.

Lowering his hand, he began tracing the familiar Taiji movements from the first elimination round.

His voice was soft.

“Master Duan, have you heard of Taiji?”

Duan Yuchen's pupils contracted.

His gaze fixed on He Yu's hands.

His face sank.

He Yu said,

“So you've heard of it. Don't misunderstand. I can't send you flying with a single palm strike.”

“My system still has some flaws. I can't use it recklessly. Otherwise, what legends call cultivation deviation might occur, which would be detrimental to future research.”

His hands continued moving.

The motions were light.

Yet they seemed to contain overwhelming tides of power.

A bone-deep sense of danger arose, making one want to turn and run.

“So you can't attack me. Then what exactly are you threatening me with?” Duan Yuchen asked darkly, desperately suppressing both his sense of foreboding and the urge to flee.

If He Yu couldn't use Taiji directly, then what gave him the right to threaten him?

【Barrage: “What is He Yu doing? If Taiji has flaws, why would he say it out loud?!”】

【Barrage: “He could just scare Duan Yuchen away like he did Siya and the others!”】

【Barrage: “Exactly! Once he says it, it loses its intimidation factor!”】

He Yu shook his head.

“A trump card is still useful in some ways.”

“Originally, I could only redirect a thousand jin of force from Wanrenzhan. But now, by borrowing surrounding energy, I can redirect ten thousand.”

He suddenly withdrew his hands.

His posture remained elegant and refined.

“And under the circulation of energy, my ‘using four ounces to move a thousand pounds’ doesn't just redirect attacks in a straight line anymore.”

A smile appeared on his face.

“I can redirect them to someone else.”

He looked at Duan Yuchen.

“Master Duan, I can't kill you myself.”

“But I can transfer a monster's attack on me onto you.”

“So, shall we enter the sixth round together and test it?”

Duan Yuchen's breathing became uneven.

He stared fixedly at He Yu.

—This man's words were a mixture of truth and lies.

There was no way to tell anymore.

His conviction began to waver.

He Yu shook his head.

“Looks like you still don't believe me.”

“In that case, let's try again.”

He tossed out the “ordinary-looking knife” and stabbed it toward himself.

Even three combat power was still combat power.

He Yu raised a hand.

With a gentle Taiji motion, he redirected the attack straight toward Duan Yuchen.

Duan Yuchen didn't move.

A tiny cut appeared on his hand.

Extremely shallow.

Yet he sucked in a cold breath.

His entire body turned cold.

—This was only three combat power.

Only a tiny scratch.

But what if the sixth-round boss attacked He Yu?

What if it was 100 combat power?

500 combat power?

He could no longer defeat He Yu.

Entering the sixth round might only get himself killed.

Taking two steps back, he gritted his teeth.

“He Yu, you've hidden this move well.”

“You never used it before!”

He Yu spread his hands innocently.

“If I'd used it earlier, would any of you have trusted me?”

No.

They would have suspected him.

Feared him.

Guarded against him.

This entire game had been laid out from the very beginning.

After suffering one blow after another, Duan Yuchen felt like he was reaching his breaking point.

He Yu said seriously,

“I deceived all of you before because I had no choice.”

“Considering what happened in the fifth round, I don't want to deceive you. And I don't want you to die.”

“You should leave.”

Standing straight as a pine tree, his bearing flawless, he continued,

“Actually, I admire you.”

“If we ever get the chance—without lies or deception—we should properly discuss forging techniques.”

Duan Yuchen stared at him.

Grinding his teeth, he said,

“You win.”

“I'm leaving.”

His figure vanished instantly.

After he left—

After the barrage was still marveling at how deeply He Yu had hidden his cards—

He Yu curled his lips into a smile.

“I'm very sorry.”

“I lied to you again.”

The barrage: “?”

Everyone in the transit station: “...”

Duan Yuchen, who had just arrived in the transit station: “???”

Then, a familiar roar echoed throughout the entire station—

“He Yu!! You bastard!!”

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