Ten Thousand Miles of Wild Sand Sealing Sword Technique, Blood Stains the Pugilistic World, Leaving No Life.
Extreme move against extreme move, wild evil move, War Indomitable Sword Intent.
At that moment! A black light flashed through the air, and a killer figure flashed in.
When the fighting energy faded, the two of them were facing each other with their backs facing each other.
The outcome of the fated battle had been decided here.
"Phew —" Blade Runner looked at the sky and let out a long breath. Then, he said slowly, "You're still better than me …"
At the same time, Feng Bujue, who was standing several meters behind him and facing away from him, reached out without raising his head, as if he had eyes on his shoulders, and caught the nunchaku that fell from the sky.
"Ah …" Feng Bujue continued, "You're just a little better than me."
This statement should be Brother Jue's affirmation of Young Master Sword because he admitted that the other party was only slightly better than him, but he did not correct him by saying that he was only slightly better than him.
"You …" However, after two seconds of silence, Childe Jian smiled bitterly and said, "You're lying to me."
"Heh …" Feng Bujue also laughed. "You … I gave you a way out, but you didn't want it."
At this moment, both of them knew that in the last exchange of moves, the winner had already been decided long before they made their moves.
At the moment when he threw out the nunchaku, Feng Bujue calculated all the possibilities that would happen next. He even calculated the details of how high the nunchaku would fly after entering the Swordless Domain, how long it would fly, and where it would land. This meant that he had completely analyzed Childe Jian's moves and the strength of the sword energy (energy) in the Swordless Domain. He only made the move when he was fully confident.
"There's no need for that." Young Master Jian shook his head and replied, "You've already given me enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the injuries on his body finally broke out.
In a split second, a "puff" sound was heard, and a bloody mist spurted out from the countless cracks on his body.
Blood reflected the red clouds in the sky and dyed the yellow sand on the ground.
The sword was defeated, and the Blade Runner fell to the ground, disappearing into light.
When he fell, his face was filled with relief …
At least for Childe Jian, even if his journey to the summit ended in this battle, he would have no regrets.
…
"It's not easy …" As soon as he returned to the spectator space, Feng Bujue stretched his voice and howled in a tone that sounded like he had just been engaged in heavy physical labor for a long time. "I've racked my brains!"
"Are you urging us to praise you?" Ruo Yu looked at him and said.
"Ha! How is that possible? " Brother Jue laughed and glanced at the crowd. "I don't expect you guys to praise me, so I took the initiative to show off my achievements and emphasized the fact that I worked hard."
"Okay, okay … To be honest, this battle was really beautiful." In the end, Miss An still gave a fair comment. "It's rare to see you win a fair and square battle without resorting to any tricks, and your opponent is that Flashes of Sword."
"But I still don't quite understand …" Snow had another question at this time. He looked at Brother Jue and said, "Why didn't you use Chuck Norris's Razor?" He paused and added, "In the first few rounds of the competition, it's fine if you don't use it. Those opponents don't have the strength to force you to use that item … But in the last round against Autumn Wind, it seemed to be a little difficult, right? And just now, if you had shaved your head in the opening thirty seconds, you would have won immediately, right? "
"Tsk … Do I need you to tell me that?" Feng Bujue's response was not unexpected by Snow. It was the kind of response that was particularly arrogant. "This is a strategy, understand? A strategy! "
"So …" Snow narrowed his eyes and said, "What kind of strategy is it …" He showed a rather helpless expression. "In the last round, when you fought Autumn Wind, you forced yourself to sell your blood and use three transformations. This round, insisting on not using the razor is also a strategy … Is it true?"
"Don't you think you're quite smart? Think about it yourself. " Feng Bujue immediately looked at Snow with a contemptuous gaze and said, "Also, don't you think you're asking too many questions? Who gave you the right to ask so many questions? The final right to ask questions in this team belongs to Wang Tanzhi, don't you know? "
"Uh …" In the face of such cheap power, Snow had nothing to say.
"Wait a minute …" At this time, Xiao Ling suddenly showed a look of realization. "So … after we fought Autumn Wind in the last round, Brother Jue, the 'strategy' that you talked about … Was it true?"
"Hey hey … Your reaction arc is a little long …" Brother Jue said, "Could it be that you're pregnant?"
"Well … It's possible." Xiao Tan did not get the point of this sentence, which was that his wife had become stupid. He even nodded thoughtfully.
Then he was beaten by his wife …
"Pregnant my ass!" Xiao Ling raised her hand and gave Xiao Tan a "chestnut". Then she turned to Brother Jue and said, "What does this have to do with my reaction arc? What you said last time, no matter how I look at it, it sounds like an excuse after you've gone too far. Who would really think about it? "
"Okay okay … Then blame me." Feng Bujue spread his hands and looked at everyone again. "So now you all know, right? There is a strategic meaning behind my actions. "
"Now that you know, it's not a difficult strategy to guess." Xiao Ling was quick-witted. After confirming that Brother Jue's so-called "strategic meaning" was not nonsense, she said the correct explanation almost without hesitation. "To put it bluntly … This is to send 'some kind of message' to the players of the other teams, right?"
After her reminder, everyone began to realize what was going on.
"Oh!" Snow slapped his forehead and said to Brother Jue with his eyes wide open, "So … During the match with Autumn Wind, you wanted to tell others that 'Feng Bujue can use the skills of other players'?"
"To be exact …" Brother Jue replied, "What I wanted to convey was the message that 'Feng Bujue can use the skills seen in the match for his own use.'"
"So … the three transformations you used in that match were all skills used by the players of the other teams in this S3 competition … And they were all transformations that left a deep impression and were easy to recognize visually." Ruo Yu followed his train of thought.
"That's right." Feng Bujue added, "There was a reason I used those three transformations. If it was purely to win, I would have used Soul's Advent as well."
"Oh?" When Xu Huai Shang heard that, her expression shifted slightly. "You can even use Soul's Advent?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied. "Actually … most of the S-grade skills are not that complicated. The reason these skills are so high level is because they require a lot of energy when they are created …" He paused for half a second before continuing. "Of course, there are some skills that I cannot learn or use, like Descent of the War Demon, which has lost its source of power, and Phantom Dawn's' Left and Right Hands', which only an official-level NPC can use after a blood sacrifice."
"Wait a minute." The next second, Ruo Yu said, "We can talk about how many skills you can learn later … But the question now is, what is the purpose of your strategy? Why do you want the other teams to know that you can use other people's skills? "
"It's very simple." Brother Jue shrugged. "To create a psychological barrier for them in the upcoming competition."
"In other words …" Xu Huai Shang mumbled, "They will not dare to use their powerful skills in the competition due to their fear of you?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue added, "Especially those teams who have the hope of winning the competition … They, or the team behind them, will have to consider the possibility of running into me in the next round. To prevent their trump cards from being used against them in the future, they will have to make adjustments in terms of their formation, tactics, skills, and so on."
Hearing this, An Yueqin was confused. "But … even so, the gap between the strong teams and the casual players will not be closed. They will win the competition that they are supposed to win. They will not lose just because they have a few trump cards up their sleeves." She pouted. "Your strategy will at most affect the outcome of the competition between the strong teams. Furthermore, for us, this is not beneficial at all. In fact, it will force the strong teams to keep their trump cards up until they run into us."
"No … that's not right …" One second later, before Brother Jue could answer, Ruo Yu said with a thoughtful expression, "This strategy is very useful …"
"Hmm?" An Yueqin was confused. "What do you mean?"
"Let me explain it to you." Feng Bujue smiled at Ruo Yu with a smug look on his face. Then, he looked at the others and said, "First of all, regarding the competition between the strong teams and the weak teams … I did not expect the seeded teams to lose to the casual players because of the 'restriction' that I set up. However … in order to guard against me, the difficulty of winning the competition will be increased. The process will be more complicated because of that."
"Hmm … In order to hide some things, more things were exposed instead …" Snow said in a timely manner.
Feng Bujue did not answer him, but he tossed him an affirmative gaze and continued. "Secondly, in a situation where two strong players are fighting each other … that is even less of a problem. In a battle between two strong players of similar strength, neither side will increase the risk of the entire competition for the sake of a victory that has yet to come … Taking a step back, even if they really want to hide something, they might not have the power to do so."
"That's true …" An Yueqin nodded. "'Hiding a trump card' is indeed something that can only be done when there is a certain gap between the strength of the two teams."
"So, the saying that 'let the strong teams keep their trump cards up until they run into us' doesn't exist." Feng Bujue shrugged and continued, "When the two strong teams meet, they will still use their trump cards as usual."
"Hmm? Think about it this way … "An Yueqin said again," If the other team ignores you from the beginning and pretends that they don't know that you can learn other people's skills, then they can just fight as they should. Wouldn't that be fine? "
"That's right," Feng Bujue said with a smile. "But that's impossible."
He's right, that's impossible ….
Many people should have heard of this example: A person could easily jump over a two-meter-wide stream, but when he came to a canyon that was exactly the same width as the stream, he had the illusion that the canyon was wider than the stream and that he might not be able to jump over it.
This was the effect of "psychological pressure" on people.
In this world, not only did the "unknown" bring fear, but the "known" could also be used to create fear.
The timer on the bomb, the food reserves in the enclosed space, the battery on the mobile phone that had almost run out, the age of the user … These visible and knowable things all belonged to the latter.
There were many things that did not matter when one did not know them, but once one knew them, psychological pressure would form.
Humans would be affected by this kind of pressure. It would cause fear, retreat, and change.
Feng Bujue's first strategy was a psychological pressure method. If the other seeded teams did not know that he could learn other people's skills, then nothing would happen to them, but once they found out, it was impossible for them to do nothing.
Even if someone told them to just play as usual and ignore this matter, when it came to the actual competition … especially when they were fighting against casual teams that were weaker than them, they would still overdo it due to this psychological pressure.
The result was just as Snow said — to hide something, they ended up exposing more.
"Okay … I get what you mean." An Yueqin thought about it and said, "I have a few reasons why you waited until the tenth round to do this. Then …" She asked, "What is the strategic meaning behind your insistence on not using Chuck Norris's Razor?"
"It is because of Phantom Dawn," Xu Huai Shang suddenly interjected.
As the only professional player in the guild, the importance she attached to an opponent like Phantom Dawn was self-explanatory. Therefore, she came up with this idea at the first moment and came up with this logical speculation.
"Yes." Feng Bujue nodded and turned to Xu Huai Shang. "After all, the kid is the only person I know who can see through data other than myself. Even though he has not shown any sign of 'learning other people's skills', he has been in possession of 'data view' for a much longer time than I have. It is hard to tell whether he is purposely hiding some kind of power that is similar to mine or even stronger."
"Wait a minute …" Hearing that, Snow said, "Since he can see through data, doesn't it make the same difference whether you use it or not? As long as you put it in your inventory, he will be able to see it. "
"That will be fine." Feng Bujue said. "As long as I do not take it out to use, the only thing he will see is the description of the special effect 'to give you a cool appearance'. He will not know anything about it."
"Hmm …" Snow thought about it. Indeed … in all the videos that were publicly available at Thriller Paradise, there was no video of Brother Jue shaving his head in battle. He himself had only found out about the actual effect of the razor after joining Underworld Frontline from his teammates. Based on the description of the item, he had no idea what it was. "You have a point …" Snow said as he thought about it. "But … to guard against him alone, you have gone to this extent … from a certain perspective, does this mean that you have been influenced by the psychological pressure exerted by Phantom Dawn?"
"Of course not …" Feng Bujue stared at him with his dead fish eyes. "Phantom Dawn has never been a psychological obstacle. From the beginning to the end, he has been an objective presence and a problem that cannot be avoided. Every team or individual who wants to win the competition has to face him and find a practical solution. From this perspective, everything that I have done so far is natural, and I will continue to do these things until I face him in battle. " At this point, he paused and then changed the topic. "Of course, if we have to talk about psychological warfare, ha … the kid did try something similar …"
"You mean …" Ruo Yu understood what Brother Jue was getting at. "… the way he purposely acted when he was fighting against Shiva?"
"Ah …" Brother Jue nodded. "That kind of childish method of 'showing off' might sound clumsy and unnecessary to me, but generally speaking … that is his way of sending a message." He titled his head and continued. "Everyone knows that he is impossibly strong, so there is no need for him to use this kind of method to pressure people … The more logical explanation is that the kid wants to send a message to a certain group or person … for example … me, 'I am that strong, you'd better wash your neck clean and wait for me'."
"Hmm …" Snow muttered to himself for two seconds before continuing, "If someone else were to make this deduction, I might say that they 'feel good about themselves.' But since it's you … I always feel that no matter how big the grudge, there can be …"
"Alright, if he has any kind of grudge, I will deal with it … Furthermore, how do you know that is not another part of my strategy?" Feng Bujue raised his brow. "In any case, what you should be thinking about now is not the grudge between me and Phantom Dawn but how to deal with that pair of siblings in the upcoming battle."
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