The darkness before Hong Hu retreated, and his sense of hearing and touch returned almost at the same time.
He opened his eyes and realized that he was lying on the ground.
The next second, he suddenly turned over and sat up. Then, what entered his eyes … was a large black hand and a familiar figure.
"Do you still remember what happened?" Feng Bujue, who was not far away, turned his head to look at Hong Hu.
The latter frowned, thought about it, and replied, "I was …" He turned his gaze to the hand of rubbing. "Slapped into the ground …"
As Ambitionist spoke, he instinctively turned his head and looked at the ground. By then, his rubbing had disappeared, but Uncle Worthless, Flying Pegasus, and Atobe's shadows were still imprinted on the stone pavement.
"What happened?" Hong Hu turned to Feng Bujue and asked, "Did you save me?"
"Of course, who else could it be?" Feng Bujue shrugged and replied easily.
"Hmm … How much longer until the time limit?" Hong Hu asked quickly.
His first reaction was not to thank Brother Jue but to make use of the time to ask some practical questions to decide what to do next.
Of course, Feng Bujue had no problem with that. In fact, he agreed with that approach. If he was in Brother Jue's shoes, he would have done the same.
"Don't worry, there are still fifteen minutes." Feng Bujue replied. As he spoke, he used his thumb to point behind him. "Based on my knowledge, this place is very close to the temple. We'll be there after climbing over that small hill about three hundred meters away." He paused and used his index finger to point at the hand of rubbing. "I'll be able to deal with this thing in ten minutes and save Brother Ma and the rest. So … we'll have about five minutes to get there. Hmm … that shouldn't be a problem. "
"Humph … You've won against me twice by sheer luck, and now you're getting carried away?" Hearing Brother Jue's words, the hand of rubbing became more and more annoyed. "I will not lose to you again!"
"Ah … Why does this sound so familiar?" Feng Bujue replied in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, by the way, you said almost the same thing a few minutes ago. The only difference is that 'once' is now 'twice'."
"Cut the crap! Continue! "The Storing Hand shouted.
"Alright, let's do it …" Feng Bujue replied. He raised his hand and prepared to punch.
At this moment, Hong Hu was both surprised and bewildered in his heart as he thought to himself, What's going on? He actually defeated this fellow … twice? How did you do it? "
It was understandable that he would feel puzzled.
Not long ago, Hong Hu and the other three party members had encountered the Hand of Stored Skills. Naturally, they had also played the same game of rock, paper, scissors. But … they had all lost. Furthermore, the four of them took turns to go on stage and were defeated one by one. In other words, the person at the end of the line had at least three rounds (at least nine rounds) of experience, but he still could not defeat the Hand of Stored Skills.
By the way, Hong Hu was the one at the end of the line … Because the other three thought that even if they all lost, it would not be a big deal. Anyway, Hong Hu would definitely be able to understand some rules and tricks from their victories and defeats, and then defeat this mini BOSS.
Unfortunately … Hong Hu did not understand anything, which led to the current development …
"Come on! Rock … Scissors … Paper! "
Just as Hong Hu was thinking, Brother Jue and the Hand of Stored Skills had already started a new round.
"Aha!" Brother Jue smirked, "I won again." He licked his lips, "I won seven rounds in a row."
"Damn it … You bastard …" Although the Hand of Stored Skills did not have a mouth, its voice sounded like it was "gnashing its teeth".
"What's going on … Is it pure luck? Or tactics? " Ambitionist looked at the situation before him nervously, and he thought to himself, "But for rock-paper-scissors, there is usually no strategy, right? Even though I have heard of the saying that 'the newbie will throw out the rock first,' it is useless in a battle that will last for many rounds. Moreover, the opponent is not even human. Even if I wanted to judge from the subtle gestures, eyes or small movements, I would not be able to do anything. "
"You are too naive." Feng Bujue suddenly turned his head and said to Hong Hu.
"Ah?" Hong Hu was stunned.
"Looking at your expression, I know that you are thinking … How did I win so many rounds in a row?" Feng Bujue continued, "Hmph … Of course it is not luck. If it was luck, I would have been like all of you, lying on the ground. "
"Then … This is?" Hong Hu was puzzled.
"I just did the same thing as it." Feng Bujue glanced at the Hand of Stored Skills, "I predicted what the opponent would throw out in advance, and then made the winning hand gesture."
"What?" Hong Hu was shocked.
"Ha … That's why I said you are naive." Feng Bujue laughed dryly and said, "You really thought … It would play normal rock-paper-scissors with you?"
Hong Hu turned his head and stared at the Hand of Stored Skills, "Tsk … So you have some kind of instant prediction ability? Too despicable! "
"Shut up!" The Hand of Stored Skills replied, "I never said that I did not have this ability, and I never said that I was not allowed to use it!"
"Hehe … Well said …" Feng Bujue laughed sinisterly, "Come, let's continue."
Just as he finished speaking, he and the Hand of Stored Skills played another round of guessing, and Brother Jue won again …
"Ugh … Damn it …" The Hand of Stored Skills cursed and complained.
"Again!" Feng Bujue said again.
In the blink of an eye, it was another round, and Brother Jue won again. Thus, Uncle Worthless recovered from the Stored Skills.
Even though the Hand of Stored Skills was extremely angry, it still followed Brother Jue's request and played round after round of rock-paper-scissors. According to the agreement, every time it lost a round (three rounds), it would release one player from the Stored Skills.
Not long after, the four players who were sealed on the ground were all restored to their original state. After Hong Hu's explanation, the other three players roughly understood the situation.
"Hmph … You win." The Hand of Stored Skills saw that it had lost all of its bargaining chips, and fiercely said, "Today, I admit defeat … Let's end the game, take your companions and scram."
"I refuse." Feng Bujue said straightforwardly.
"What did you say?" The Hand of Stored Skills and the other four players all had the same reaction.
"Come, let's continue." Feng Bujue said and raised his hand again.
"Wait … Wait …" The Hand of Stored Skills' sharp voice began to tremble, "Your companions have already recovered, you still want to …"
"You can continue right?" Feng Bujue interrupted.
"Uh … Yes … Yes …" The Hand of Stored Skills was obviously scared, and it stuttered as it replied.
"Then, if I win this round, what will happen?" Feng Bujue asked aggressively.
"Don't go overboard!" The Hand of Stored Skills roared.
"Hehehe … Actually, you don't have to answer, I already guessed it." Feng Bujue laughed wickedly, "You will be pushed to the ground, right?"
"Uh …" The Hand of Stored Skills couldn't deny it, and could only angrily groan.
"As expected …" Feng Bujue grinned wickedly. "Come on, come on! Guess! Fist! "
A rather strange scene occurred. Although the Hand of Stored Skills was unwilling, it still played another round of rock-paper-scissors with Brother Jue. It was as if Brother Jue was the master of this "rock-paper-scissors realm".
Two seconds later, both sides made their moves, and the result was revealed … Feng Bujue won again.
"No … Don't be like this …" The Hand of Stored Skills nervously said, "Quickly stop!"
"Again!" Feng Bujue shouted, and another round of victory followed. He won again.
"No! I beg you! "The Hand of Stored Skills finally began to beg," Let's talk about a deal! Whatever you want, just say it! As long as it is within my power … "
"Heh …" Feng Bujue smiled indifferently, "At this moment … I only want one thing …" He looked directly at the Hand of Stored Skills, "But … I don't need anyone to give me that thing, I can just take it myself …" He said, and raised his hand again, "Again!"
"Ah! Ah — "The Hand of Stored Skills screamed in fear, but it still guessed the fist, the last fist …
When the failure arrived, the Hand of Stored Skills flipped its palm, and it fell toward the ground. It was suddenly embedded in the ground and gradually flattened, like a 3D model that was forcibly compressed into a 2D piece of paper.
"You … you … madman …" Before the Hand of Stored Skills completely sank into the ground, it left behind a groan.
"No matter what you say, I still got what I wanted …" Feng Bujue lowered his eyes to look at the shadow of the giant hand on the ground and said mockingly, "… Fun."
Two seconds later, the space around the players instantly expanded. It felt like a large amount of solidified matter had suddenly turned into gas, but the gas was formless.
"Ah … Very good, the barrier has disappeared." Feng Bujue said. "It's about as good as I expected. We still have five minutes to reach the Temple of Faith." As he said that, he turned around. "Let me lead the way. I know the general direction."
"Er … About that …" Atobe could not help but interject. "Aren't you going to explain … what happened earlier?"
The other three looked at Brother Jue like they were looking at a monster. They did not dare get close to him.
Initially, they were only impressed by Feng Bujue's power, but later … especially in the last two minutes, Feng Bujue's words and actions really raised their Terror Points. They could not help but have the impression that … Feng Bujue was the real villain, and the Hand of Stored Skills was the victim.
"Of course, I will explain." Brother Jue drawled. That was the truth; he did like to show off. "But we have less than five minutes left to complete the main quest. How about we wait until we reach the Temple of Faith first?"
"Hmm … You're right." Hong Hu quickly calmed down and added, "In any case … let's move on."
Hong Hu's response eased the atmosphere. After the group heard that, they hesitated for half a second before following behind Feng Bujue and moving forward quickly.
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