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Chapter 599 One-Punch Hero White Plague God

"Have loose bowels?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yue was taken aback, and Luo Sha couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes, Senior Ming was curious about what was wrong with the other person, so he secretly followed them to take a look."

"Well, I thought it was my father Cheng who made the move, but it seems I was overthinking it!"

Bai Yue knew that it was the "lucky koi" buff protecting her that caused Wu Di's accident.

Her opponents, however, seemed to be cursed by an evil spirit, and one by one they stumbled before they even got off to a successful start.

A master known for his light-footed skills and nicknamed "Swallow Li Who Leaves No Trace in the Snow," had just floated onto the arena using his light-footed skills. Before he could even strike a pose, he cried out in pain, stumbled on the ground, and twisted his ankle. He was in so much pain that he hopped around clutching his foot and immediately admitted defeat.

Next up was Feng Jindao, the leader of the "Golden Saber Sect." He entered the arena wielding a large saber with imposing manner. Just as he was about to draw his sword, he intended to show off a cool sword flourish, but with a "crack," his lower back inexplicably snapped. He winced in pain, broke out in a cold sweat, and couldn't even hold his sword. He could only clutch his back as his disciples carried him off the stage.

The most outrageous one was a burly man who called himself "Invincible Iron-Headed Old Zhang". After going on stage, he immediately focused his energy on the top of his head, his head turned red, and he patted his chest, clamoring that he would take Bai Yue's "famous" punch head-on.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a muffled "thud" was heard, and an old tortoise, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, fell from the sky and landed squarely on his shiny forehead. The burly man didn't even utter a sound before falling straight backward and passing out on the spot. The tortoise, on the other hand, slowly crawled around and then retracted into its shell and remained motionless.

"I declare Bai Dazhuang the winner of this match!"

After Yuwen Cheng announced the results of the match again, he could only look up at the sky helplessly. In order to show his strength in front of Bai Yue,

He was the referee for all of these matches.

But every time Yuwen Cheng secretly gathered his energy, clenched his fists and hid them behind his back, staring intently at the arena, just waiting for Bai Yue's "critical moment" so that he could make a cool move, Bai Yue's opponents would always eliminate themselves in all sorts of unbelievable ways.

Watching the absurd accidents unfolding one after another on stage, Yuwen Cheng stood at the referee's position, outwardly announcing the results with a serious demeanor, but inwardly he was already furiously complaining.

"God, are you deliberately targeting me? Why can't I show off my elder's power in front of Miss Fei's daughter?!"

Just when Yuwen Cheng was feeling extremely frustrated, a new round of competition began.

Bai Yue's opponent this time is a swordsman known as the "Fast-Tongued Deadly Sword". He has this title because he always taunts his opponent with spittle flying before each strike.

This time, he wanted to mock Bai Yue as soon as he stepped on stage, but he opened his mouth too wide and a flying insect flew straight into his throat. He immediately turned red in the face, grabbed his throat with both hands and struggled, and finally choked to death. In the end, Bai Yue won again amidst the strange looks of the crowd.

"Hahahaha! Our Dazhuang is a walking jinx! This fast-talking scholar will probably never dare to open his mouth wide again in his life!"

Ming Jingxing put his arm around Shen Xingmian's shoulder, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.

Shen Xingmian couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, looking tenderly at Bai Yue, who still looked innocent on the stage, and said softly.

"This child's luck is something that others can only envy."

Rakshasa crossed his arms, his tone full of mockery.

"I bet no one will dare to challenge our alliance leader anymore! Just getting close to her will require you to consider whether your luck is strong enough to withstand this incredible bad luck!"

And this is exactly what most people present felt.

As the martial arts tournament concluded on the second day, the tents at the foot of Zixiao Temple were filled with discussions about Bai Yue.

Those real, bloody battles have long been forgotten; everyone's focus is now entirely on the incredibly victorious "Bai Dazhuang."

"Do you guys think this Alliance Leader Bai... is a bit eerie?"

A man took a big gulp of wine from a jug, lowered his voice and asked, his eyes full of apprehension.

"you do not say!"

The people around him immediately crowded around, looking mysterious.

"It's a coincidence that one person ran into her and got unlucky, but more than a dozen people in a row were injured or disabled. They either twisted their ankles or sprained their backs, or were hit by turtles or choked by insects. It can't all be accidents, can it?"

"I think there must be some kind of divine power protecting her!"

Another elderly man wearing a felt hat stroked his beard, looking quite confident.

"How could an ordinary person have such incredible luck? It must be a deity descended to earth, bringing with him auspicious protection and transferring all the bad luck to his opponent!"

Just as everyone was talking at once, and the more they talked, the more mysterious it became, a man in a blue robe who looked like a fortune teller suddenly spoke in a low voice from the corner.

"Do you all remember those comets that streaked across the sky two days ago? I suspect that this Alliance Leader Bai may have used some secret technique or been infected by some evil spirit."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, their eyes filled with confusion. Then they quickly recalled that two days ago, many stars had indeed streaked across the night sky, and at that time, some people were saying that this was an ominous sign.

After a moment, an impatient man suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed as if he had just realized something.

"You mean... that Alliance Leader Bai has been tainted with all the bad luck of that jinx? So whoever touches her will be plagued by that bad luck and suffer terrible misfortune?"

"That's terrible luck! Look at those dozen or so people today, each one is in a worse state than the last!"

The more everyone thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed, and they all nodded in agreement, their confusion gradually turning into a knowing and horrified expression.

"That's right! That must be it! A jinx has descended upon the world, bringing with it an aura of bad luck; whoever gets involved with him will be cursed!"

"So this Alliance Leader Bai doesn't even need to throw a punch; just getting close to her automatically means he'll be unlucky enough to trip and fall! That's more powerful than any peerless martial art!"

Some people shuddered at the thought.

"This isn't a 'One-Punch Hero,' this is clearly a 'White Plague God'! Touching him brings bad luck, getting close to him brings disaster, he's practically a walking calamity!"

The news spread faster than the outcome of a martial arts tournament.

Overnight, almost everyone in the entire martial arts tournament venue, from prestigious sects to wandering martial artists, knew that the Protectorate Alliance had a leader who brought misfortune to anyone who met him.

This person never lifts a finger in a fight; he relies entirely on his opponent's bad luck to admit defeat. Anyone who shares the stage with him is doomed.

The news spread wider and wider, becoming increasingly fantastical. Some people scoffed at it, while others believed it wholeheartedly.

Those who believed in Bai Yue prayed that they would not encounter him during the martial arts competition. After that night, Bai Yue gained another nickname that made people in the martial arts world turn pale at the mention of his name and avoid him at all costs.

One-Punch Hero, White Plague God.