I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 180 - 160: Sorry, I missed

Sorry, it was a slip of the hand

"Let’s go with you then, to avoid disputes and maintain harmony. After all, we’re all the same. Don’t forget we’re inner testers; we’ve been around for so many years, we ought to have this confidence." The North Witch Branch President waved his hand, showing a bit of impatience.

"Alright! Alright, I’ll go." The skinny man shook his head and reached for the dagger at his waist.

"Hold on! I know that dagger of yours, it’s a good piece. Using it against a newbie seems a bit unfair, too lacking in challenge." The martial artist laughed slyly, interjecting seemingly out of his own frustration for not being able to participate.

"All my skills rely on these two daggers; are you suggesting I fight bare-handed?" The skinny man seemed somewhat intimidated by the martial artist and replied reluctantly.

"No need for that. I just acquired a dagger, which is a talisman (equivalent to a Witch Artifact level). Although barely lower grade, it’ll suffice for dealing with a newbie, making the fight more exciting and fair." The martial artist laughed, casually pulling out a dagger from his leg.

It turned out to be a wooden dagger with faint patterns, seemingly quite ordinary.

The Small Knife examined it carefully.

Deceitful Wood Dagger: Lower-grade talisman, ???

Even at Level 80, he couldn’t discern any attributes, clearly indicating it was not a simple weapon.

The skinny man sighed, unwillingly accepting it, then looked toward the Small Knife.

Appearing harmless, he gave a shy smile to the Small Knife and said, "I, a martial artist, come from the East Martial District, Level 80, please guide me."

"Isn’t that underestimating Brother Immortal too much?" Quite a few spectators subconsciously spoke up.

Some felt it seemed like a staged act, but didn’t want to offend anyone by pointing it out.

Perhaps the inner testers indeed had this kind of confidence.

Watching the scene, the North Witch Branch President was very satisfied. This was exactly the effect desired.

All this, after all, was part of the Northern Witch Branch’s strategy.

Who doesn’t know how to act?

After losing face, it’s natural to find ways to regain it, and that’s what’s happening now.

The duel having system restrictions would naturally be fair, but is it genuinely fair?

Divided into five rounds?

There’s only one Level 80 public player, but how about the inner testers?

More importantly, the outside world is vast and abundant with treasures that can easily defeat Level 80 players. Public testers haven’t even gotten out of the newbie area, how can they compete?

This martial arts duel doesn’t restrict equipment use, which is inherently unfair, yet aligns with the system’s rules of fair combat.

This is the confidence of the Four Seas Guild, a reliance to regain face.

Thus, this setup, this play.

The wooden dagger looks plain but is not simple, made from the heartwood of a rare Hundred-level fierce beast, a deceitful tree.

Combined with runes far beyond those here in the Tribe, it creates an inescapable curse effect. Although only lower grade, the power of its first strike surpasses many middle-grade talismans.

Especially without enough defense and knowledge of its intricacies.

Its value has exceeded quite a few middle-grade talismans.

And the skinny man, having some fame in the East Wu Region, relies on this weapon, known in the martial world as Life and Death Stab.

Life and Death in one stab, one stab for life and death, just one move is enough to decide victory and life.

A second move isn’t necessary, if he can’t defeat the enemy with the first strike, he’s already lost.

Indeed, the Four Seas Trading Team must win this battle, and win beautifully, so one move is enough.

"Please." The Small Knife drew a large metal knife disguised as a Bone Knife.

"Please!" The skinny man smiled again and then moved.

"Whoosh!" Exclamations arose from the audience, as it was so fast it left an afterimage.

In an instant, he was in front of the Small Knife, the inconspicuous wooden dagger stabbing toward the Small Knife.

Seemingly a simple strike, yet it’s the eerie power of the Life and Death Stab, having a feel of inevitability, which is related to his cultivation technique.

Called Profound Clarity Force, it has reached the extreme evaluation of Perfection Level.

As for Great Perfection? Haha, that’s not something achieved through effort alone, it requires an opportunity.

So not everyone holding this dagger would make a Life and Death Stab.

Only in his hand is it the strongest.

In an instant, the Small Knife felt as if he was locked on, inevitably about to be hit, unable to dodge.

This made him hesitate momentarily.

"The outcome is decided, winning beautifully, and soon it’ll spread online." Observing all this, the experienced North Witch Branch President’s smile widened.

As a precaution, they even lent this person Hundred-level fierce beast hide armor with added Defense Runes.

Such leather armor can withstand a full strike from a Level 80 without injury, so this Life and Death Stab need not consider defense, essentially preventing both sides from being wounded, winning not quite gloriously.

Completely in an undefeatable position, avoiding any possible accidents, this is the strength and confidence of a major inner test faction.

You, a public test newbie, just reached Level 80, how can you compete?

Convinced or not?

Youngster, let me teach you something, this world is just unfair.

The next step is subjugation, haha!

"If I can’t dodge, then I won’t, just face it head-on." As the Small Knife thought of this, it was already too late.

Both being Level 80, the speed disparity isn’t much, now he’s a bit slower, too late.

Writing it all down seems slow, but it actually happened in an instant.

At this moment, the Small Knife’s long knife swung out with a shimmering red light, a bit too late.

This is the difference between life and death.

Double Qi Blood Divine Speed.

Yet his speed suddenly, unimaginably doubled.

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