“What's going on...” Feng Bujue muttered, gazing at the cross-shaped pillar of light rising into the sky from the distant city center, “Is this an Apostle attack…”

At this moment, Brother Jue was sneaking along the street. He wasn't in a hurry at all, because he hadn't come to the finals to kill people and earn points… his primary goal was to survive, to ensure he wasn't killed by other players or the Four Pillars. Only on that basis could he investigate what Woody wanted him to do.

"Wuuu... wuuu..." Suddenly, a burst of crying came.

Feng Bujue stopped in his tracks and looked in the direction of the sound.

He saw a slender, pale-skinned woman sitting on the ground crying at a corner ahead.

From Feng Bujue's position, he could only see her back. The woman's hair was grayish-white, and she was wearing only a tank top and shorts, as if she had just come out of bed. However, her skin and clothes were covered in bloodstains, indicating that she had been active outside for quite some time.

"Hmm... this looks like a Witch (a special infected in *Left 4 Dead*, characterized by: kneeling on the ground crying, her crying can be heard from far away, wearing only underwear, with a pair of bright yellow eyes and blood-red claws) ah..." Feng Bujue squinted and murmured, "Anyway, as long as I don't stimulate her with light or sound, right..."

According to the setting in *Left 4 Dead*, the Witch's attack power is terrifying, and her speed is extremely fast. However, the Witch is different from those zombies who actively attack. Generally, players can choose to bypass her.

So, Brother Jue tiptoed sideways, trying to walk past her.

However, just as he took two steps, he heard the narration:

[Dim alleyway, mournful cries.]

[Killing intent rises, battle is imminent.]

"You've got to be kidding me..." Feng Bujue raised his head, unsure if he was talking to the system, "I didn't want to kill her?"

Before he finished speaking, three loud bangs suddenly rang out from around the corner ahead...

Then, a huge shadow suddenly appeared in Feng Bujue's vision... In the same second, a huge fist fell, smashing the Witch directly into a meat pie.

"But I do." A familiar voice came from ahead.

[On the blood-soaked ground, the strong reunite, shouts of killing erupt, the contest reopens.]

"Uh..." Feng Bujue quickly searched his memory for the person's name, "It is you..."

"Heh... who else could it be." Zhao Yingwang came out from around the corner, "Long time no see."

After the cloak battle, Shiva, Qisha, and Zhao Yingwang all added Brother Jue as a friend, but they had only communicated once or twice and had never queued for a script together. They could only be considered nodding acquaintances.

The Zhao Yingwang in front of him was still the same as before, an ordinary appearance, an ordinary look, a man with extremely low presence.

"Is there a possibility..." Feng Bujue said with a dry laugh, "You pretend you didn't see me, and we just pass each other by and go our separate ways?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Yingwang smiled.

"Looking at your fighting spirit..." Feng Bujue said, "I guess there's no chance..."

"Good to know." Zhao Yingwang restrained his smile, his eyes gleaming, "Others are fine, but you... I must defeat you with my own hands."

Feng Bujue sighed, "Alas... why bother, is it to avenge the arrow in Gotham City?"

Zhao Yingwang didn't reply, but just shook his head slightly.

"Is it resentment from being squeezed out of the top twenty in the combat power rankings..." Brother Jue continued.

Zhao Yingwang said, "This matter can't be blamed on you."

"Then you want to find a focal figure to duel, no matter the outcome, to get some attention." Feng Bujue's guesses were getting more and more outrageous.

"I'm different from you guys who need to do a somersault to get off the *kang*. I don't have a strong desire to show off." Zhao Yingwang, who was usually silent, was quite sharp when he started complaining.

"I'm from the South, I've never slept on a *kang*..."

"I'm just making an analogy, don't use it to divert the topic."

"Hey~ you know what, I printed King Solomon's magic circle on the bed sheets..."

"What's that got to do with me! Didn't I tell you not to change the subject!"

Feng Bujue smiled and spread his hands, "Okay, then what is the source of your unprovoked fighting spirit..."

"I am also a fan of Xu Huai Shang." Zhao Yingwang said calmly.

At that moment, the smile on Feng Bujue's face disappeared.

The audience watching this scene in the mall also fell into dead silence...

"I understand." Brother Jue said, "It seems that today, one of us must die here..."

"You understand quickly." Zhao Yingwang said.

"Any killing for money and women doesn't need an explanation." Feng Bujue suddenly put on the appearance of a passionate man, "Come at me with all your strength! And then... be killed by me without regret!"

"That's exactly what I want..." Zhao Yingwang also ignited inexplicably, "But you're the one who's going to die!"

At this moment, the audience in the broadcasting area burst into cheers.

"Oh! Didn't expect that kid to have some backbone!"

"Go! Zhao Yingwang! The time to avenge Xu Huai Shang has come!"

"Brother Jue, you will definitely win!"

"I love Dawn! I love Dawn!"

Various strange cries rose and fell. The audience was completely immersed in this inexplicable atmosphere of passion. They didn't know what they were excited about, but they were just especially excited...

[With a furious roar, Zhao Yingwang angrily unleashes the Killing Path, the Stone Demon waves its palm to create conflict.]

[Chanting a spiritual incantation, Crazy Un觉 hastily summons a heroic spirit, Ma Sun raises his arm to meet the enemy's attack.]

Just as the narration said, after the two finished speaking, Zhao Yingwang's Bloodstone Golem launched a preemptive attack.

Feng Bujue also activated his summoning skill:

[Name: Summoning Skill - Ma Sun]

[Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered]

[Skill Category: Summoning]

[Effect: Summons Ma Sun's martial soul to fight for you (cooldown time 30 minutes, duration 5 minutes, maximum of 1 Ma Sun at a time)]

[Consumption: 15% of maximum spiritual power]

[Learning conditions: Summoning Expertise D]

[Remarks: The soul of a warrior who transcends thousands of years. More skills can be unlocked based on the user's spiritual power limit and tacit understanding. Currently unlocked skills: Chinese Slicing Dance, Ma Sun Golden Fist.]

As soon as the skill was activated, a martial general wearing purple-gold armor with a heroic and imposing appearance suddenly emerged from behind Feng Bujue. Ma Sun had no lower body, and his upper body was a group of illusory spiritual energy giants, like the master's shadow, suspended behind Feng Bujue.

Normally, with Feng Bujue and Ma Sun's current tacit understanding, he could only use the most basic "Chinese Slicing Dance", but because of the addition of the [Implant Alchemy Amplification Device]... therefore, at this moment, Brother Jue used Ma Sun's Golden Fist to shake the Stone Demon's heavy fist...