Chapter 148 Showdown with NPC

More than a month later, Feng Bujue's reunion with Zhaoying Wang was a far cry from their previous encounter. In terms of combat power, Brother Jue definitely had the absolute advantage.

But… Zhaoying Wang was still one of the opponents Feng Bujue least wanted to face.

This individual player, known for his summoning abilities, was similar to Qisha in that they both focused solely on one specialization, almost completely abandoning other aspects. However, precisely because of this, they both possessed the determination to "never admit defeat" in their chosen field.

"You want to compete with me in summoning?" Seeing Feng Bujue also summon a creature to fight him, Zhaoying Wang immediately shouted with domineering arrogance, "You're courting death!"

[A powerhouse radiating killing intent, urging the Stone Golem’s massive strength, unleashing an earth-shattering technique. The surrounding scenery sways, the airflow explodes and spins, and Feng Bujue, along with the Martial Soul behind him, are intimidated by this power of destruction. Before the attack even arrives, their momentum falters.]

[And at this moment…]

The narrator's tone shifted, and a sudden change occurred.

From a high place dozens of meters away, a cold light flashed, and instantly, a shaft of light shot over, aimed directly at the Stone Golem's arm.

Zhaoying Wang reacted in a split second, commanding the Stone Golem to pause its advance, dodging the arrow's sharp edge.

[Honghu draws his bow, shaking heaven and earth.]

[Heh~]

[A soft shout, the string released, the arrow flies. Piercing wind and clouds, swift as a meteor. The searing arrow breaks through the air, ushering in a brand-new battle.]

At this moment, Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief. When he realized that the Stone Golem's punch had a skill attached to it, he knew the situation was bad. Now, this arrow came just in time to help him out. He quickly had Mason retract his move and retreat several zhang with him.

Zhaoying Wang's gaze had already turned towards the direction from which the arrow came, and he muttered, "Tch… are you joining in on the fun too?"

"This final is a free-for-all, what's this 'joining in the fun' you speak of?" Honghu's figure appeared on the roof of a nearby building. He said in a calm tone, "Speaking of which… this narrator really likes to embellish things. Who would shout 'Heh~' when making a move?"

"Eh? Brother Glasses." Feng Bujue also looked up and saw the other person, "What a coincidence."

Honghu adjusted his glasses and coldly snorted, "Brother Feng, you should really change your habit of giving people nicknames."

"Oh? You two know each other?" Zhaoying Wang's expression changed slightly. "Hmph… so… you're planning a two-on-one?"

"Not at all, not at all." Honghu shook his head. "I'm not here to help anyone." He looked at Zhaoying Wang. "I just want to settle things with Brother Ying, a one-on-one to determine the victor."

In reality, there was no real animosity between them, but as well-known individual professional players, they were inevitably compared to each other by fans. As time went on, they both felt… that maybe they should have a match and see who was better.

"Good!" Feng Bujue used a melodious tone, drawing out the word "good," and put on a righteous expression. "In that case, you two take your time. I'll be taking my leave." He cupped his fist in salute, turned around, and tried to slip away, truly shameless…

"Wait!" Honghu called out to Brother Jue.

"What?" Feng Bujue turned his head back, instead putting on a disgruntled expression, narrowing his eyes and saying, "Didn't you say you wanted a one-on-one with him?"

"Yes." Honghu smiled. "However, there's still one here…" As he spoke, a tall, dark shadow appeared to his left, "He seems very interested in you."

"Tch…" Feng Bujue clicked his tongue in displeasure, thinking to himself, "I knew this guy came prepared. With his intelligence and sophistication, he should have waited until I finished fighting Zhaoying Wang, or until a crucial moment, before launching his surprise attack. But now he's directly showing himself and specifying that he wants to duel Zhaoying Wang…

This is obviously not in his style… even if he's very confident in the strength of his companion, there's no need to rush to show himself like this, the two of them can still wait until…"

Feng Bujue's thoughts were interrupted because, at this moment, he saw the face of the dark shadow beside Honghu.

In an instant, all questions were resolved.

"I see…" Feng Bujue raised his voice and said to Honghu, "This… you met him on the road, right…"

Honghu replied, "That's right, this 'Juror' seems eager to find you, so… I took him around to search." He pushed up his glasses. "My investigation specialization is quite good, you know."

"Using an NPC to deal with me…" Feng Bujue smiled. "Heh… that's more like your style." He shook his head and spread his hands, feigning helplessness. "You personally killing Zhaoying Wang is worth two points, and using an NPC to kill me is worth one point. Although it seems like you're only taking three points out of five, it's a relatively safe three points. Moreover… for seed players like me, the sooner we die, the better, because I haven't gotten many points yet at this time." He paused. "As expected of the 'Wise General', while others are thinking about 'how to kill more people,' you're already thinking about 'how to stop the most promising seed players from getting more points'."

"Hey, hey… don't talk like he's already succeeded." Zhaoying Wang said, "I don't think I'll lose."

As the players were talking, the Juror had slid down the surface of the building, and now stood directly in front of Feng Bujue.

"Feng, Bu, Jue." It said, one word at a time, "A seat on the defendant's stand in the Court of Truth has been reserved for you."

This Juror, as expected… was not a person either. In terms of appearance, it was actually a large… Hitmonlee (one of the monsters in "Pokémon", with brown skin, three fingers on each hand, and bone-colored spring-like legs, a fighting-type Pokémon specializing in leg techniques).

"Let me guess…" Feng Bujue said, "The charge is 'Spreading Chaos'?"

"That's only one of your charges," the Juror said.

"Hmph… that's just one of the charges you've set, right?" Feng Bujue said. "But what obligation do I have to abide by your set of rules?"

"The Court of Truth has the right to judge any evil in the multiverse," the other party replied. "Do you think sophistry and ignoring can help you escape a fair trial?"

"Fairness?" Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly revealed an evil smile. "In my opinion… death is the fairest. Everyone will die, but… not everyone can live the way they want."

"Madness…" the other party said, "Are you still trying to infect me with chaos?"

Zhaoying Wang stood on the side watching the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but think, "Brother Feng, I thought you were just good at attracting hatred among players, but I didn't expect you to be famous in the NPC world… just entering a script and you're being hunted down by the Four Pillars God's subordinates… If I wasn't streaming right now, I would really say I admire you."