On the other hand …
The fierce battle on the martial arts stage was imminent, and the undercurrent in Guzhi City was also turbulent.
However, when Ping Qingsheng returned to the Demon City, he met his nemesis as soon as he entered the city gate.
"Uncle over there." A soft female voice suddenly came from behind Ping Qingsheng, "Recently … you seem to be very busy."
Ping Qingsheng didn't need to look back to know who was talking, so he just sneered, "Humph … are you spying on me? Daji. "
"Ha …" Daji smiled charmingly, walked forward with light steps, and walked to the front of the strange monk, "I am not interested in you, a monk. If I want to spy on you … I'd rather spy on handsome guys like Zhou Yu or Asai Nagamasa."
Daji in the "Unparalleled Orochi" series was a demon fox. She wore a gorgeous moon crown on her head, and her purple hair was braided into several long braids that hung down to her shoulders and the back of her neck. Her face was delicate and youthful, and there were two sharp fox ears sticking out of her hair. She wore a corset, and her curvaceous figure was a panoramic view. Her legs were dressed in fine silk stockings, and her arms and waist were wrapped in light gauze. She didn't have boots on her feet, and a pair of fox feet were directly exposed.
"You didn't answer my question." Ping Qingsheng wouldn't be led by the nose by Daji, and he pointed out the intention of the other party to change the topic.
"Ping Qingsheng, why do you ask when you already know the answer?" Hearing that, Daji's face suddenly turned cold, and her voice and tone, which was like a girl's coquettish voice, instantly became the voice of a queen.
"Since we are all sensible people …" Ping Qingsheng slowly turned his head, looked into Daji's eyes, and said, "Then I might as well tell you the truth …" He raised his hand, and the demon aura in his palm was surging, "The people you sent to spy on me have been 'dealt with' by me … If you still want to send spies to spy on me in the future, you'd better find a smarter one …"
"Since we are all sensible people …" Daji imitated his tone and replied without showing any weakness, "Then why don't you tell me yourself … what are you planning?"
"I don't need to report to you what I want to do." Ping Qingsheng's answer could also be interpreted in this way — no way.
"Humph … Anyway, it's not something good." Daji said. "Ah …" She returned to her soft and lazy tone, "Should I tell Lord Yuanlüzhi?"
"Do you think Lord Yuanlüzhi will care?" Ping Qingsheng continued, "If you really think so, then I can only say …" You, the woman who claims to be a 'trusted advisor', is nothing more than this. "
Daji heard that, she was already angry, "You better not let me catch you betray Lord Yuanlüzhi …" When she said that, she was already gritting her teeth.
"Betrayal …" Ping Qingsheng repeated the word, "Don't you think … You, who suggested the 'Martial Competition' to Lu Zhi, are more like a traitor with ulterior motives?" He said darkly, "Although I also believe that Lord Yuanlüzhi will not lose to anyone, what is your intention for making such a troublesome and threatening suggestion?"
"Ha …" Daji laughed coldly. "It's useless to tell you …" As she said that, she turned around. Before she left, she told him why she was waiting here. "Anyway, when you are not in the city, Lord Yuanlüzhi said that he wants to see you … Come with me."
…
"Are you kidding me …"
Looking at the scene of the Martial Competition … After Feng Bujue heard the announcement from the statue, he was extremely depressed.
"I just got here, and I haven't even sat down for long … and they already announced my name?" He was not picky with his words because he was really sitting on the ground.
The reason Brother Jue sat down was simple. The damage from the battle with the Laughing Soul had not fully recovered, and sitting would heal faster than standing …
"F * ck …" Feng Bujue glanced at the game menu and said, "Life Points 65%, Stamina Points 2021, Sorcery Points 102 … Hmm …" He gritted his teeth and walked to the training ground. "Fighting with the people from the World of Lightning in this condition … That's not good …"
"Wait a moment!" At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly and leaped onto the stage.
The man … was nine feet tall, with a beard that was two feet long. His face was red, his lips were painted, and his eyes were sharp. He was wearing a simple green robe with flowers, a lion belt, and a pair of Qilin boots. He was holding a Green Dragon Crescent Blade …
There was a saying that went, "Ambition will last forever, and heroism will last forever." Who else could be more loyal and courageous than the emperor?
Who else could this peerless hero be but Guan Yunchang?
"Everyone …" Guan Yu looked around the stage and said loudly, "The dead should be respected. First, let me bring the two of them down from the stage, and then …"
"Cough …"
At that second, suddenly … Otetsu Shousuke, who was lying on the stage, coughed and said in an unfriendly tone, "Who did you say is dead?"
"Hmm … Cough … Cough …"
Two seconds later, Tachibana Kei also coughed out a mouthful of blood and said, "I think I can still be saved …"
"Er …" Guan Yu was stunned and thought to himself, So, none of you are dead …
After all, Guan Yu was a loyal man. Regardless of whether these two were dead or not, since he was already here, he might as well give them a hand. Therefore, Guan Yu grabbed the two swordsmen who were vomiting blood with one arm. (In their own universe, as long as they appeared, they would cough up blood, but it was never because they were cut by others. It was all because of their tuberculosis.) Then, Guan Yu grabbed them and dragged them out of the arena.
He had only walked about ten meters when four people surrounded him. Guan Yu glanced at them and realized that there were three familiar faces, and the last stranger was a young girl who was dressed strangely.
"General Guan, I know a little about medicine. If it's convenient, let me take a look at them." Hana Jian bowed at Guan Yu and said.
"Hmm …" While Guan Yu was still hesitating …
The Righteous Trio spoke. "Master Guan Yu, don't worry. Master Hana is a very reliable partner."
"That's right. My leg injury was treated by Lord Byrne. His medical skills can be said to be miraculous."
"Master Guan Yu, let me help you put them down."
"I see …" Guan Yu trusted the three youths before him. Since they said that Hana Jian was trustworthy, then there should be no problem.
Therefore, Hana Jian started to treat the two swordsmen who had been eliminated …
I believe everyone has seen through her strategy in this scenario. Hua Jian knew that in a head-on fight, a player with a medical mastery who had just reached level 40 would not be a match for the others. It was impossible for her to enter the final roster of the Martial Arts Competition through fighting. Therefore, her plan was to use the opportunity to gain as much help as possible from the NPCs while ensuring her own safety. When the situation changed, she would have the chance to win.
"Oh … She wants to use the power of the NPCs to fight against us?" After this small interlude, Feng Bujue, who stepped onto the stage, could not help but look at Hana Jian. He thought to himself, That's the right choice. This is the only strategy that can help her win. If it were me, I would have done the same.
Just as Brother Jue was distracted by his thoughts, his opponent had already jumped onto the stage from across from him.
"Hahahahaha …" As soon as Mad Dragon appeared, he let out a creepy laugh that made people shudder. Then, he said in a deep voice that contained his inner strength, "Who in the world is the Mad Dragon? Only I look down on the emptiness of the martial world. With a laugh, I turn the world upside down. Mad Dragon is the king! "
After he finished reciting the poem, he stood still.
Mad Dragon laughed. He had a head of green hair that fell to his chest. The hair behind his head was twisted into a giant whip, like a dragon's tail. His hairline was similar to the Saiyan Prince's. He looked bald, but his bulging brow bone, the strange green lines on his face, and the beard on his chin all made him look evil.
In terms of clothing, he wore a white robe with a black coat. The coat was decorated with many green scales. His weapon, the reverse scale, was on his back. It was a chain with sharp teeth.
"Haha … Not a bad poem …" Feng Bujue silently put on the Smiling Face and laughed drily. "You are worthy of the word 'mad'."
"Hahaha …" Mad Dragon laughed again. "Who do you think you are? Do you think you are qualified to comment on me? "
"You don't even know me, yet you are so proud of yourself. You are laughing like an old hag in a transvestite shop …" Feng Bujue would never lose to anyone in a verbal battle. "… Tell me, are you stupid or cheap? Little Dragon Dragon ~ "
"Huh?" Mad Dragon's laughter stopped. His eyebrows were furrowed … with anger.
"Of course, you and I both know it … You are not stupid. Not only are you not stupid, but you are also very smart. "Feng Bujue said," So … the answer to my question is already clear. "
"Ha! Hahahaha … "Mad Dragon laughed again, but this time the meaning of his laughter was completely different from before." You seem to know me very well? "
"It's okay." Feng Bujue answered. "To sum it up … you are a sister con, but your sister does not like you. Your whole life has been entangled in this twisted love. Everything you have done is filled with contradictions. As a person who is extremely rational in his bones, you have chosen madness because, to a certain extent, madness can help you hide your real emotions and lessen the pain in your heart. Thus, under the extreme emotions of creating pain and self-satisfaction for yourself, you developed the ability to play the fool, and led to one tragedy after another that harmed others without benefiting yourself. "
"Feng Bujue, is it?" At this point, Mad Dragon laughed and his face turned serious. "Okay, I will remember your name." As he spoke, his hand reached toward the 'reverse scale' behind him.
"What do you mean you will remember my name? Do you think you are Qi Tiandi? " Feng Bujue replied in a lazy tone. "I can take down twenty-five people like you in one second. Admit your mistake now and admit defeat. Perhaps I will spare your life."
"Ha!" Mad Dragon laughed wickedly and rushed forward. "Kid! Do you think I can't tell … you are just stalling for time! "
Before he finished, the cold light was already there.
Feng Bujue tapped his feet lightly and turned his body to evade. With the Zero Time Difference Calculation ability, it was not difficult to dodge this move.
"It is useless to try to be mysterious." Mad Dragon's next attack followed. "If you are really much stronger than me, why are you wasting time with me?"
Ding Ding!
The sound of the chains rattling brought out another round of attack.
The fangs flew over, cutting through the wind and waves. They formed an arc and covered more than half of Brother Jue's body.
"Tsk … He did not lose his mind after mocking him like that …" Feng Bujue jumped up and grumbled softly. "As expected … those who pretend to be crazy are the clearest."
"He went up, huh …" Mad Dragon saw Brother Jue jump into the air and smiled. "Then it will be easy!"
Mad Dragon, who was wearing the Keen Sense Tassel (a divine artifact that could strengthen the five senses and make the mind clearer, but it would greatly affect the mind), was even better than Xiao Tan who was using the [Eagle Vision]. In the battle, he could predict the enemy's moves.
"Frightening Dragon Strike!"
Facing Feng Bujue who jumped up, Mad Dragon's sword move was like an evil dragon soaring into the sky.
"Too naive!" Feng Bujue shouted. In this battle, he spared no effort in provoking. "Geppo, Lightning!"
Similar to [Rankyaku], Feng Bujue had derived various uses of [Geppo] through repeated practice. For example, this move was a skill that made the whole person move along a zigzag path by jumping three times in a row.
"Who's the naive one here?" Mad Dragon's strength and fighting talent were not to be underestimated. When he saw Brother Jue's movement, he knew that his opponent wanted to break his attack and counterattack. Therefore, he immediately waved his sleeves and controlled the chains in the sky to twist and form a chain net, blocking Brother Jue's path of advance.
"You won't let me pass, huh …" Feng Bujue saw this and stopped in time. He jumped again in the air. "Then I won't come over. Here are two gifts for you to play with!" After saying that, he took out two grenades and threw them at Mad Dragon.
The two grenades passed through the gap in the chain net and fell to Mad Dragon's side. Although the latter did not know what the two grenades were, he could guess that they were some kind of offensive weapon. Therefore …
"Ha —" Mad Dragon breathed out and activated his fierce move. "Mad Dragon's Roar!"
An invisible force wrapped around the grenades in the air like a bamboo hat. The moment it came into contact with the grenades, the impact caused them to explode.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of the explosion was accompanied by shattered pieces of metal and dust that filled the air.
At this moment, the two sinister Mad Men did the same thing … they threw out their hidden weapons.
Chi! Chi!
Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!
Mad Dragon laughed and shouted in a low voice. Dozens of green lights burst out of the green scales on his body and flew up into the sky.
Feng Bujue also shouted softly and took out Death Poker. The special effect of Soul Chaser was immediately activated, and hundreds of golden lights rushed toward the enemy.
For a moment, the two colors of energy collided in the air … it was as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning, scattering tens of thousands of stars in half a day. Nearly a hundred meters around the two of them were involved in a chaotic explosion of light.
"Hahaha … You despicable person! You want to ambush me? " Mad Dragon quickly retreated several meters. While using his chain to block, he scolded shamelessly, "You sure have a lot of hidden weapons on you. First, there were those two explosive things, and then there were these golden streams of light …"
"What did you say? When did I use any hidden weapons? " In terms of shamelessness, Feng Bujue would not lose. "The skill that I used earlier was called Thunder Hand Fist of the North Star, and this skill is called Soul Chaser. They are both open ranged attacks, so how can you say that I ambush you?" He changed the topic. "But you … you used that sound like you're about to poop and silently used so many hidden weapons on me. This kind of dirty behavior is too ugly."
Looking at the performance of these two on the stage, the other contestants below the stage all blushed with shame. It could be said that there was always a mountain taller than the mountain, and a pit deeper than the pit … These two powerhouse contestants who were crazy, wild, sinister, ruthless, and shameless were really eye-opening.
"What 'Big Dipper Hand Thunder Fist' … Did you learn that from Jia Ji?" Even Xiao Tan could not help but mock Brother Jue from below the stage.
"Are you trying to test my location with your words? Looks like your eyesight is not that good, Feng Bujue! " On the stage, Mad Dragon once again saw through and exposed Brother Jue's intention. When he said that, he kept moving, causing his voice to flicker left and right, front and back, drifting in and out of place.
"Are you talking to me?" Brother Jue, who was in the air, took out the Deceitful Pocket Watch and adjusted his voice to that of Lian Emei, Kuang Long's sister. He mimicked the tone of a thunderbolt. "Little Long Long?"
In the smoke, his sister's voice came out, and it shocked Kuang Long.
In the past, it had always been Kuang Long who used the weakness in his opponent's heart to mess with, provoke, and even toy with his opponent to control the battle. But today, he was facing someone that he did not understand at all — Feng Bujue.
With the advantage of information, Brother Jue became the master of this battle, and Kuang Long was the one being toyed with.
"Ah!" After one breath, Kuang Long was enraged. He was truly enraged. He knew that the voice was imitated by his opponent. His sister would not use that tone to talk to him. "You horrible kid! I want you dead! "
"Hahahaha …" Feng Bujue's maniacal laughter came, and he was still using Lian Emei's voice. "I'm already dead. Little Long Long, it was you who killed me. Do you still remember?"
"Go to hell!" Kuang Long roared. He leaped into the air, grabbed the Inverted Scale Blade, and charged toward the source of the voice.
"What's wrong? How does it feel to kill someone you love? " Feng Bujue knew that his opponent had taken the bait, so he activated Body Enhancement Spell. He used Geppo and retreated. Every word that came out of his mouth was like a knife. "Do you regret it? Do you feel pain? Do you feel sorrow? Do you feel regret? "
"Ah!" Kuang Long's speed increased as well. His ultimate skill, Reverse Slash, Unparalleled Mad Dragon Slash, was ready to be unleashed. He had to close in on his opponent before he unleashed his ultimate skill.
"Oh, by the way …" At that moment, Feng Bujue suddenly put away the voice changer and used his own voice to ask, "Don't you think … you're being too rash?"
His words seemed to be a kind reminder.
But when it entered Kuang Long's ears, it sounded like a curse.
When someone reminded his opponent in the middle of a battle, it was clear that … victory was already within his grasp.
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