Chapter 1 The Top

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Boom—

The final sound of breaking through the wall announced that V1-War God had successfully carried Feng Bujue through the top floor of the building.

At this moment, the two had arrived under a clear starry sky.

The air here was filled with a unique scent, a faint, shoe polish-like odor.

For a split second, Feng Bujue suspected that the atmospheric environment here was different from Earth, which was why the air had such a smell. But… he quickly dismissed the thought, because in that split second, he had deduced the real reason.

The logic was simple. In the metropolises of the human world, they consumed gasoline and emitted car exhaust; while in the metropolises of the monster kingdom, the monsters consumed "fear energy" and emitted another form of pollution. And the gas emitted by the latter probably smelled like shoe polish…

“So… are you planning to let me go yourself, or see what I can do?” After arriving in mid-air, Feng Bujue took the lead in speaking after a couple of seconds, reciting leisurely.

“Heh… I prefer the latter,” V1-War God sneered.

“Heh… alright then,” Feng Bujue also responded with a sneer.

The next second… killing intent arose, and a cold gleam appeared.

As Brother Jue sneered, a cold gleam suddenly appeared in his hand.

In an instant, an unexpected change occurred.

A point became a line, and a line became an arc.

Feng Bujue was seen holding the Must Break Defense Blade in reverse grip, using a very awkward gesture to sweep the blade towards V1-War God's flank.

At this time, V1-War God was still exerting force with both arms, struggling to restrain the opponent in front of him. He did not expect… that Brother Jue would make such a slightly wretched response. Because from the previous two lines, it seemed as if Feng Bujue was preparing to show off, using force to break free from V1-War God's hold. Who would have thought… that his first reaction would be to quietly draw his knife and use a means similar to a sneak attack?

But…

No one could deny that Feng Bujue's choice was the most unexpected and most effective method.

Chh—

Accompanied by a strange noise, V1-War God's abdomen ruptured. His solid, well-built body was seemingly cut open with a gaping crack.

“What the hell is this…” The attacked V1-War God was surprisingly calm. He immediately released his opponent, retreated at high speed, and quickly began repairing himself.

During this process, white streamers flashed in his eyes, seemingly analyzing the data structure of the Must Break Defense Blade.

“As expected, he has regeneration abilities…” Feng Bujue juggled the cleaver's handle a couple of times and said, “Sigh… being Level One is such a pain.”

After this exchange of blows and a few words, the two opened up a distance of more than ten meters, each floating in mid-air.

“Heh… it seems you are more troublesome than I imagined.” When V1-War God said this, he had already finished analyzing the weapon in Brother Jue's hand, but his gaze was still shifting rapidly, collecting data on Brother Jue's other equipment as much as possible.

“Are you sure… it’s just ‘troublesome’?” Feng Bujue naturally noticed the other party's actions (after all, V1-War God only had one eye, and it was super big). He immediately said in a weak tone, “Compared to ‘invasive scanning,’ your kind of ‘visual scanning’ can see very little.”

“Being able to see some is better than knowing nothing,” V1-War God replied. He was happy to chat with Feng Bujue for a few more sentences. This time could be used to repair his body and detect the enemy's situation.

“Hmm… that seems to make sense,” Feng Bujue said. “If you really saw all my strength, I’m afraid you would run away immediately.”

“Hmph… you are as arrogant as the rumors say, Mad Detective Feng,” V1-War God sneered.

“And you… are as weak as I expected, V1,” Feng Bujue said in a deep voice.

“Oh?” V1-War God was slightly startled. “I haven’t revealed my identity yet, but you already know my na…”

“I can read code myself,” Feng Bujue interrupted. In that instant, a black light flickered in his eyes, which was quite frightening. “Furthermore… when you just tried to probe me with a long-range scan, I had already read your data inside and out.” He paused for a moment. “As for your current intentions, I’ve basically deduced them.” He took a breath. “In order to duel me, you deliberately controlled a group of NPCs with considerable combat power, wanting to use them to hold back my teammates… Heh…” He laughed. “In every sense, you’re courting death.”

Hearing this, V1-War God grinned, and then, he unhurriedly opened his mouth and said, “Is… that so!”

When the first “is” came out of his mouth, his tone was still normal, but the second “so” was howled out.

Because… when saying the second word, V1-War God had launched his attack.

He did not use close combat methods, but instead stretched out his whole body, blasting out a cylindrical energy wave with a diameter of two meters.

Boom—

A roar arose, and radiant energy burst out.

The energy wave was like a giant beast emerging from its cage, rushing straight towards Brother Jue.

At this moment, one of the special effects of Feng Bujue’s Treading Void, “can stably stand in the air for a short period of time,” had just reached an awkward critical point.

“Through visual scanning, he learned the special effects of the equipment on my feet, and based on this, he formulated a corresponding tactic targeting my method of floating in the air. Hmm… seems a bit interesting.” At the moment he was about to be attacked, Brother Jue was still thinking about such content in his mind, as if the terrifying attack in front of him was still very, very far away…

Bang—

In the blink of an eye, the battle situation changed again.

A red light flashed, and Moonstep burst forth in surprise.

At that most critical moment, Feng Bujue instantly activated Spiritual Sense Gathering Technique - Modified, and with an enhanced version of Moonstep, he ejected himself to the side, barely avoiding V1-War God's carefully designed surprise attack.

“Hahaha… well-dodged!” But V1-War God burst out laughing.

His offensive was not over, far from over!

“Come on! Use that speed and power from just now!” Before he finished speaking, V1-War God's figure had already appeared behind Brother Jue. “Have a good fight with me!”

Chh chh chh chh—

V1-War God's rapid attack officially began. His fists, feet, elbows, knees… were like a four-barreled rapid-firing cannon, unleashing a terrifying storm of attacks on Feng Bujue at an extremely short distance…

“Tch…” Brother Jue clicked his tongue, his eyes turned cold, and he decisively activated Spiritual Sense Gathering Technique - Modified again, and directly launched the skill, “Nanto Flying Dragon Fist!”