San Tian Liang Jiao
Chapter 967 God of Eternal Life
Feng Bujue didn't keep his opponent waiting for too long.
Just like he hadn't let the "bait" plan of Rebirth as King fall through before…
As long as Feng Bujue stood face-to-face with someone in the game world for a while, he could directly obtain all the visible data of the opponent through "Observation." So… the so-called "plans" of the Corpse Blades' team members were all within Brother Jue's expectations.
If Feng Bujue had wanted to, he could have avoided the [Ranshen Chong] attack; if he had wanted to, he could have quickly decided the outcome with Sanyu Qiangxi, instead of engaging in this tug-of-war…
But he still tried his best to go along with the other party's wishes and brought the battle to the current situation.
And this… was all part of the vast layout in Brother Jue's mind…
Obvious sandbagging would be seen through; easy instant kills would reveal information… Only this kind of battle, between the two extremes, as if he were using seven or eight percent of his strength, could play a role in confusing others.
"He's going to make a move…" When Feng Bujue gradually pulled Corpse Tiger away from Sanyu Qiangxi, the latter thought to himself, "It must be like this… First, he'll have Corpse Tiger move away from my side, then accelerate, shake off the summoned creature, and attack my main body."
His deduction was correct; that was exactly what Feng Bujue was planning to do. And that plan… was precisely what Sanyu Qiangxi wanted.
Because Sanyu Qiangxi's second S-rank summoned creature was…
[Name: Summoning Art – Burst Armor Beast]
[Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered]
[Skill Category: Summon]
[Effect: Summons a Burst Armor Beast that can parasitize on its own armor (no time limit for existence, enters a cooldown period of twenty-four hours after death, only one Burst Armor Beast can exist at the same time)]
[Consumption: 50% of maximum Spiritual Power Value]
[Learning Condition: Summoning Specialization S]
[Remarks: This is an invisible summoned creature that does not have a physical body. After being summoned, they will immediately parasitize on the armor worn by the master (usually torso armor), comprehensively improving the armor's defensive performance by 30%. The parasitized Burst Armor Beast will enter standby mode until the master activates its ability "Burst Return".]
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[Name: Burst Return]
[Effect: Greatly increases the defense of the parasitized armor within ten seconds, reflecting all melee damage taken during this time by a random ratio of 80%-100%, and attaching the power of an explosion.]
[Remarks: After Burst Return is used, the Burst Armor Beast will die immediately and enter the summoning cooldown timer.]
Until the end of the preliminary round, the existence of the Burst Armor Beast had never been revealed by Sanyu Qiangxi.
The reason was simple: because he still had Corpse Tiger… In terms of the level of the preliminary round, using that offensive and defensive undead summon was basically enough to handle all the matches; no one could force him to use a special move like "Burst Return."
But this was now the rematch, which in a strict sense… was no different from the final.
The teams that could enter the rematch were at least first-class strong teams, and the format was such that they would be eliminated as soon as they lost a match.
Moreover… he was facing the famous Mad Detective Feng Bujue.
At this moment, he had no reason to hold back anything; all the trump cards and items that could be used should be used without any hesitation…
As the captain of the Corpse Blades Second Team, and as the only remaining member of the Corpse Blades Second Team, Sanyu Qiangxi was also very clear… this match probably had no hope of winning. After all, there were still three living players and a Blood Corpse God on the side of Hell Front. Regardless of whether Feng Bujue's remarks about "raiding Long Mao Fortress" were to cover up for teammates ambushing nearby, or whether it was actually the case… there was no essential difference for Sanyu Qiangxi.
Therefore, Sanyu Qiangxi had now abandoned the idea of "winning the game" and was wholeheartedly focusing his attention on how to "win against Feng Bujue."
Even if he lost, it didn't matter…
As long as he could defeat Feng Bujue, he could still salvage some of the evaluation for Corpse Blades.
As long as he could defeat Feng Bujue, he could still salvage some face for his teammates.
As long as he could defeat Feng Bujue, he could at least add a rich and colorful stroke to his personal professional record.
With this mentality, Sanyu Qiangxi made a desperate gamble!
However…
"This guy is going to use Burst Return, right…" Feng Bujue, who suddenly accelerated and bypassed Corpse Tiger, was still leisurely thinking in that brief moment, "Hmm… In order to play the effect of 'falling for the trick', I should at least use a move with a certain amount of strength to attack him; if this 'going to great lengths, probing offense and defense, accelerating and maneuvering, attacking the main body' charade of mine… ends with a slap, then the whole show will be ruined. But… if the attack is too strong, what if I kill myself with the rebound…"
His brain speed was amazing; in just a little bit of time, he could think about many things.
"Ah… that's right, I can use that…" Soon, Feng Bujue came up with a good idea.
"Prepare to die!" On the surface, Brother Jue still had to do the acting to the fullest. He shouted loudly while accelerating, and then turned into a red streak, charging over.
Sanyu Qiangxi was also very patient and did not show any abnormality because his opponent had "fallen into the trap", but tried his best to maintain a "fleeing" posture. He also understood that in front of an opponent like Feng Bujue, any small unnatural movement could be seen as a flaw, so… before the opponent's attack landed, Sanyu Qiangxi was still acting as usual.
As the saying goes… life is all about acting.
So-called acting can also be regarded as a means of deception (this does not contain any derogatory meaning, please do not over-interpret).
And deception is undoubtedly one of the main foundations of tactics and strategies.
Whether it's card games, real-time strategy, turn-based strategy, or team competitions… in these competitive game projects, "acting" is absolutely indispensable and is an important part of "strength."
Right now, Sanyu Qiangxi and Brother Jue were engaging in a battle of acting skills. However, Sanyu Qiangxi was acting for Brother Jue alone; while Brother Jue's layout level was more than one level higher than his, so… Brother Jue's performance was already ready from the beginning of the script. He not only had to perform for Sanyu Qiangxi, but also for everyone who was watching, and in the future would watch this match.
From this point of view, the difficulty of the two performances cannot be compared at all.
"You can't escape! I'm using my maximum speed; no one can run away!" When Feng Bujue chased to Sanyu Qiangxi's side, he didn't forget to shout these words at a higher volume, as if this was really his fastest speed, "It's over!"
Before the words were finished, Brother Jue's attack had already landed.
At this moment, Sanyu Qiangxi activated [Burst Return]; at this moment, the excitement and excitement in Sanyu Qiangxi's heart were simply indescribable.
"I succeeded…" The captain of the Corpse Blades Second Team actually revealed a hint of a smile at this moment, "That arrogant Feng Bujue, that resourceful Feng Bujue… has still fallen under my calculations and become my defeated opponent!"
Human thinking is a very interesting thing. Sometimes, in a very short moment, countless things flash through our minds.
For example, right now, Sanyu Qiangxi seemed to have already seen the scene of Feng Bujue turning into white light with an unwilling expression on his face in front of him, and muttering in his mouth, "You… you actually have such scheming!"
He seemed to have also seen a large number of reports on the forum and in the media the day after, with titles mostly like "The overall strength of the Corpse Blades Second Team is insufficient, and they are defeated in disappointment; Captain Sanyu bravely defeats Feng Bujue, a glorious defeat."
He seemed to have foreseen that he would rise steadily from then on, transfer from Corpse Blades, join other studios, become one of the top-tier star players, and eventually marry a rich and beautiful woman and reach the peak of his life…
Unfortunately… this beautiful dream of his lasted too short.
"Eat my move… Short Fur Hundred Crack Fist!" In the nick of time, Feng Bujue shouted out the name of the move and struck the opponent's head and face.
But… Feng Bujue didn't have the [Short Fur Hundred Crack Fist] skill.
Tu Aotian, who was standing in the distance, was the clearest on this point. Although Feng Bujue shouted "Short Fur Hundred Crack Fist" and the movements were like Short Fur Hundred Crack Fist, what he was hitting was definitely not Short Fur Hundred Crack Fist… This kind of fighting method that only had the form and not the fist intent and core techniques was basically a set of ultra-fast wild punches.
But… Sanyu Qiangxi didn't know this, and the audience watching the match didn't know either. They weren't successors of the Short Fur Divine Fist; who knew anything about fist intent or fist techniques?
Thus, Feng Bujue's set of wild punches was regarded as some kind of skill, and judging from the punching effect alone, it didn't seem to be any worse than the [South Dipper Flying Dragon Fist].
Next, it was the [Burst Return] time.
The damage from Feng Bujue's punches was immediately attached with an explosive effect and applied to his own body. It was just… that power was really ordinary.
Now, Brother Jue had the extremely defensive [1320 Carping Armor] on his body, and the shameless equipment that had reached the pinnacle of defense after accumulating over n scripts—[i_wAnnA_Be_A_BeLt], so bearing this power of rebound damage… it really didn't hurt or itch.
"Ugh…" However, Brother Jue still showed half a painful expression and a hint of surprise, and quickly retreated a distance after making his move, glaring at Sanyu Qiangxi and saying, "I didn't expect… you to have this kind of move that can reflect damage!"
This guy was really "bad." He seemed to be afraid that some viewers wouldn't understand what had just happened and didn't forget to clearly point out that the other party could reflect damage.
On the other hand, Sanyu Qiangxi's mood was like playing a rapids ride—the feeling of slowly climbing to the top and finally plummeting made him curse in his heart, "What the hell?"
Sanyu Qiangxi immediately glanced at the survival value he had lost—46%. It wasn't high, it wasn't low. It seemed quite reasonable that he had lost so much health even after "greatly" increasing his defense. This showed that the other party had indeed used a relatively strong skill to hit him.
But… Feng Bujue hadn't died either, which also showed that… putting aside everything else, in terms of defense alone, Feng Bujue's defense in his normal state was not much different from Sanyu Qiangxi's defense in the [Burst Return] state.
"Damn it!" The trap that Sanyu Qiangxi had been brewing for so long had failed to kill his opponent, and when Feng Bujue was exposing the effects of his skill, the duration of [Burst Return] had also ended. This undoubtedly put Sanyu Qiangxi in an extremely passive position. "I'll fight you to the death!"
He controlled Corpse Tiger to quickly kill his way back, and also took out a simple Dao from his knapsack, preparing to fight to the limit and die in battle…
"I think… there's no need, right…" At this time, Feng Bujue's expression suddenly changed, and that kind of dark-bellied, evil smile appeared on his face again, "Because… you're already dead."
"What are you ta…" Sanyu Qiangxi didn't finish his sentence.
Because at this moment, two [Mark II Type Hand Grenades] exploded in his clothes pocket.
Boom boom—
Two loud noises exploded almost at the same time.
Including Sanyu Qiangxi himself, no one had noticed when Feng Bujue had put the hand grenades into the former's coat pocket…
Tu Aotian and the audience watching the live broadcast were also dumbfounded. Even if the person hit by the "Short Fur Hundred Crack Fist" would explode, it shouldn't explode with this kind of effect, right? Why could they still see metal shrapnel?
[Current quest completed, all main quests completed]
[You have completed this script and will be automatically teleported in 180 seconds]
The system prompt announced the end of this match.
In fact, Feng Bujue wasn't without other options. Sanyu Qiangxi was the last member of the Corpse Blades Second Team. If Feng Bujue wanted to act even more convincingly, he could have activated [Ling Shi Ju Shen Shu - Modified] and given the other party a level 10 [Baseball Fist]. In this case, the two of them would definitely die together, and the result of Hell Front's victory would not change.
But… Brother Jue didn't plan to die here. At least… he didn't want his team to suffer any personnel losses in the match against Corpse Blades.
That's right, he was indeed very "bad," but this kind of "badness" was directed at specific targets.
Whenever he encountered individuals or teams that used unfair competitive means, Feng Bujue's "malice" would be infinitely amplified, just like what he had done in *I am a Writer*.
Maybe not everyone could see his intentions, maybe he would be misunderstood or even hated, but he did what he wanted to do and would never regret it.
…………
Two minutes ago, Long Mao Fortress, Zunzhi Tower, sixth floor.
"This… this is impossible…" Keluot fell in a pool of blood, with a look of shock on his face. His kingly demeanor had already turned into the wail of a loser, "I… I am the strongest fist master! I am the emperor of this doomsday! You lowly people should all kneel at my feet! How could a mere ugly monster… defeat me?"
"Hehe… If you're the strongest fist master, then I'm the God of Fighting." The Blood Corpse God looked down at the other party and sneered, "If you're the emperor of the doomsday, then I'm the emperor of the universe." He shook his head and spread his hands, "This world is very big. I originally thought I was among the strongest in the universe, but recently I discovered… there are many guys more powerful than me, and there are countless universes, so… I think you should relax and think of yourself as a plate of… uh… rabbit meat."
As he said this, he squatted down and began to eat…
"Yo… what are you doing…" Keluot was shocked when he saw the Blood Corpse God stretching out his demonic claws towards him, "No… it's impossible… you really want to eat… ah!"
The Blood Corpse God was indeed hungry, so it only took him two minutes to eat Keluot until there wasn't even a bone left…
"Burp~" After letting out a satisfied burp, the Blood Corpse God stretched and glanced at the stairs at the other end of the room, "Hmm… is there a seventh floor to this tower… But the Keluot I ate should be the last of the 'Long Mao Six Heavenly Officials,' right? So… what's at the top?"
While muttering to himself, he had already walked over quickly.
The Blood Corpse God was also very clear that his activity time in the script world was limited (if summoned by other members of Hell Front, it was fifteen minutes, if summoned by Feng Bujue, it could exist for more than twenty minutes due to the effect of "Alchemist King's Taunt"), so rather than thinking, it was better to act first.
"Hmm?" When he came to the end of the stairs, the Blood Corpse God saw a large door made of pure silver. On the door, there was also a strange magic circle drawn, "This is…"
In this doomsday, it was already difficult to find a few sets of pure silver tableware. This door made of pure silver was simply unimaginable. Moreover… magic circles seemed to be incompatible with the overall setting of this world… so it was no wonder the Blood Corpse God felt puzzled.
[Oh, "God of Eternal Life," destroyed by those two mortals, your last wisp of divine consciousness still escaped into the turbulent flow of time and came to this place after being exiled. I pity you, but I cannot let you run rampant in my universe. So, rest in peace here. I will let the strongest "martial art" on this planet watch over you until the end of the world.]
The Blood Corpse God had a very long lifespan and was very knowledgeable. He actually completely interpreted the information in the magic circle and then read, "Oh… 'God of Eternal Life,' is it? Hehe… another one claiming to be a god. However, judging from the information revealed by this magic circle, not only have you been defeated, but you've also been sealed up. You must be a god who is only in name…" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Hmph… aren't I the same?"
Out of a very subtle mentality, the Blood Corpse God reached out his hand… and erased the magic power of the magic circle with his own power.
In the next second, he could clearly feel the loss of a burst of magical energy. This showed that… some kind of powerful seal had been lifted.
"Then… let me meet you…" The Blood Corpse God said, already raising his arm and pushing open the door. Facing the twisted power that surged out from behind the door, he still didn't change his expression, "The so-called 'God of Eternal Life'…"