When K3 regained his consciousness, he realized that he was in a completely unfamiliar place in his physical form. His last memory was of him fighting against two players in a courtyard outside an abandoned shrine.
At that moment, before K3's eyes was a metallic, blue-gray world. He could not accurately observe the actual size of the space around him because the sense of distance was too blurry. It was hard to tell whether the grayish blue was the wall or the ground. There were a few strands of red data streams floating in the air like ribbons. Their length was unknown, and they extended all the way to the sky. They seemed to be immaterial objects that could be penetrated. When observed from different angles, their shape would change due to refraction. In this rather monotonous world, these streaks of red were not bad as decorations, but they were not good as landmarks.
There was air and wind, and the temperature was about 20 degrees Celsius. The sky was blue. There were no clouds, sun, moon, or stars. The sky itself was glowing. Other than his own voice, he could also hear the soft sound of the wind.
"Is everything normal?" A young voice came from behind K3.
K3 turned around, but he did not see anyone. He lowered his head and realized that it was a child standing behind him. She was wearing a black one-piece shirt and pants, and she looked like a girl about eight or nine years old.
"You are …" K3 studied the girl from a distance and realized with a shock that the 'light' in the girl was brighter than he had ever seen before.
"X2-Wing," X2 replied. "Do you still remember how you got here?"
"No," K3 said.
"Hmm … Part of the short-term memory was not converted … You should be able to recover soon," X2 said darkly.
"What is this place?" K3 asked.
"They call this place the 'desktop'. It is part of the inner world, and it is also the largest part," X2 replied.
"The inner world, huh …" K3 said. "No wonder your serial number is 2, and that light …"
"Now your serial number is also 2," X2 said. "You are now K2-Red Iron."
"Ha … Have I finally reached level two?" K2 smiled. "But how come I feel like nothing has happened to me?"
"To be precise, there is no change at all." "When you enter the Inner World, your serial number will be upgraded to 2. However, that only means that you have met the basic requirements for Level Two. It doesn't mean that you already have Level Two abilities."
"Then how can we …" K2 did not finish his question.
"Don't be in such a hurry to consider that question." X2 interrupted him. "Your damage seems to be more serious than I expected. There are no signs of your memory circuit recovering normally." As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, and the light of data streams lit up in her eyes. She was probably observing the specific malfunction of K2.
"If left alone... there is a certain probability that it will evolve into permanent redundant data. The recovered data fragments will overlap with the same content that has not been recovered and cannot be read. This may lead to some non-fatal errors that affect the normal operation of the memory circuit," X2 said as she reached out her right hand. "Give me your hand, I will help you backtrack and correct it."
K2 placed his hand in X2's small palm, and X2 said, "Think back to your last memory before you came here. Hold it steady, I'll help you read it."
Very soon, K2's eyes lit up with the glow of data …
…
"Brother Chan, you also know that you are going to die, right?" Feng Bujue asked Meng Jingchan.
"It doesn't matter." Meng Jingchan's mind was very clear. "If I quit, I will be punished for not being able to queue up immediately. If I die in battle, there will be no problem."
"Then … try your best to keep up with my movements and cooperate with my attacks. We will have a good fight with this Mr. Anomaly," Feng Bujue said.
Meng Jingchan thought, You want me to keep up with you? Are you kidding me? I can take on two people at the same time without a problem. Just with the way you swing the stool? Do you think I can't keep up with your movements?
"I will try my best …" Meng Jingchan did not dare retort. He was afraid that if Feng Bujue was annoyed, he would bring up the plot of the second half of Dragon Ball again. From the looks of it, this guy was definitely capable of doing that.
Feng Bujue flipped his palms, and the Death Poker cards in his hands opened up like a fan blade. He instantly shuffled out four straight flushes, and the twenty poker cards burst into flames like fireworks. As Feng Bujue opened his arms, four sharp shadows flew toward K3 from four different angles. At the same time, Feng Bujue's body morphed into a bloody mist. Like lightning, he charged at his opponent from the front.
Meng Jingchan was shocked. Putting aside factors like fighting mastery and fighting skills, just based on speed alone, Feng Bujue was above him.
"Child's play." K3 stood proudly. He opened his arms, and his combat aura reignited.
His palms attacked continuously with the help of the air shield. Bursts of energy blasted out and formed an air shield in midair, blocking the attack of the Death Poker cards. Instantly, the shadow of the palms filled the sky. The power of his moves was so great that even if the two GMs were there, they would be impressed.
The four straight flushes from 10 to A were shattered before they could even get close to K3. They turned into light and disappeared into thin air. However, Feng Bujue had already reached K3. He only had one card between his fingers, and that was the only card he needed.
With an explosive speed, he slashed diagonally with one arm. The moment he attacked, he was as fast as lightning. The card flashed across, leaving a golden arc in the air.
After that attack, Feng Bujue immediately leaped into the air and once again pulled away from his opponent.
In these few short seconds, Feng Bujue could be said to have unleashed a barrage of spells. His attacks were a combination of close-range and long-range attacks. He even took into account the time difference. Unfortunately, before K3's absolute strength, this attack still did not have any obvious effect.
However, it was not completely useless.
A line of red appeared on the side of K3's neck. He looked down and touched his neck with his hand. Then, he saw the blood on his hand. After being stunned for a second, he laughed. "Ha! Good! Again! "As he said that, he turned to look at Meng Jingchan." This time, remember to come at me together. "
Feng Bujue had the same thought. He could not afford to waste time. He did not even have any Life Points Recovery Potions. Once his Life Points hit rock bottom again, he would not be able to use Body Enhancement Spell again. Then, he would only be a sitting duck.
His Life Points dropped from 89 percent to 1 percent. With a rate of 2 percent loss every five seconds, even if he did not take into account the battle exhaustion, Feng Bujue only had 220 seconds. The outcome of the match would be revealed in less than four minutes.
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