San Tian Liang Jiao

Chapter 733 Harem Saga (25)

Misty red frost filled the sky, and the pattering sound of blood fell like rain.

The power of an S-level skill was something that a "small fry" like De Zheng could never withstand... In the blink of an eye, his body was mangled as if it had been put through a meat grinder, turning into a pool of blood.

"In terms of ability, you can't perform a range-wide indiscriminate defense like Yuan Sheng…" After performing the move, Xu Huai Shang held her blades, staring at Dao Zheng and Fa Zheng, whose faces were filled with horror, "In terms of speed, you can't even see my shadow…" She paused for two seconds, then snorted coldly, "Hmph… truly worthy of being called small fry."

"Big brother!" At that moment, Fa Zheng's eyes widened as he turned to shout at his elder brother.

Although he only said two words, Dao Zheng instantly understood his sworn brother's meaning.

Now, they both realized… their chances of winning were gone. If they continued to stay here, they would undoubtedly be walking to their deaths.

"As long as the green hills remain, there'll always be firewood…" Dao Zheng immediately replied, "Retreat!"

After a brief exchange, the two of them turned and leaped, heading side by side toward the distant sky.

"How laughable…" Xu Huai Shang's anger hadn't subsided, and from the start, she hadn't planned on letting these four petty thieves leave alive. "Do you think you can escape!"

Before the words finished, she moved.

Xu Huai Shang held her dual blades aloft, flipped and slashed, unleashing another [Scarlet Blade Style - Autumn Rain], one move to kill two enemies.

Dao Zheng and Fa Zheng's biggest mistake… was not splitting up to escape. If they had leaped in two different directions, perhaps one of them might have survived.

But now, that possibility no longer existed…

Where the blade passed, skin and bone could not remain.

Blade energy broke through their bodies, and blood mist flew.

Until their deaths, these four Heavenly Kings of Gang Mountain hadn't even managed to unleash a single decent attack… truly living up to Feng Bujue's earlier words, "small fry."

…………

On the other side, the duel between Yin Lou Lan and Jue-ge had also begun.

"Lou Lan Raging Sandstorm!" Yin Lou Lan crossed his dual swords, launching the first attack.

"Super. Golden Chinese Slicing Dance!" Feng Bujue summoned Ma Sun, using his blade against the swords, a slash to meet a slash.

The former's fierce energy swept horizontally, with imposing sword energy. The majestic force could split stones and divide gold.

The latter was like a whirlwind sweeping away leaves, golden light bursting forth. Swift as lightning, rushing like thunder.

Blade light and sword shadows intertwined in the night sky.

Holy Yuan flowed grandly, spirit energy raged.

A shocking battle, even the wind and clouds changed!

The initial exchange alone shocked everyone who was watching.

"This Boss isn't easy to deal with…" Before the light faded, Feng Bujue had already sensed something. A black light flickered in his eyes as he thought, "After using that kind of attack, his energy doesn't seem to have been depleted at all…" His mind moved, his gaze shifting upward, "It seems… the Kongtong Seal's effects are far more than just a 'defensive light pillar'…"

"Unexpectedly… you really do have some skill." Two seconds later, Yin Lou Lan's voice rang out, "To be able to withstand my sword, proves that your strength is definitely not below Yuan Sheng."

"Ah… I know." Feng Bujue squinted, replying with a lazy expression, "You don't need to tell me something so obvious."

"Feng Bujue, I think you're a talented individual, so I'll give you one last chance…" Yin Lou Lan continued, "As long as you're willing to join me and Brother Ji's command, we'll not only forgive your past transgressions, but also treat you and the members of Broken Sword Teahouse as honored guests…"

"Lanky Leg - Spiral White Edge!" Jue-ge responded to the other party's proposal with action.

He reiterated a fact to the other party—there was no possibility of negotiation between them.

"Hmph… obstinate." Facing the overwhelming momentum of Lanky Leg, Yin Lou Lan proudly held his sword, responding calmly. He certainly had the confidence, because the Kongtong Seal's defense wasn't so easily broken.

However, this time… Yin Lou Lan had clearly underestimated the power of his opponent's move (because the players didn't have any Holy Yuan Power, the NPCs had difficulty judging the specific strength of a move before receiving it).

The current Feng Bujue could unleash various changes with Lanky Leg at will (Zero Time Difference Calculation could greatly improve the efficiency of learning new moves). Even compared to the original R2-Prism Wind, he was not inferior.

This [Lanky Leg - Spiral White Edge] (R2-Prism Wind had used this move in the "South Park Arc") was based on the principle of: the user leaping into the air, instantly spinning their body at high speed, using the twisting force to unleash Lanky Leg. In this way… the unleashed slashes would also spin and erupt like a spiral. It could be said to be a combination of the destructive power of [Lanky Leg - Zhou Duan] and [Lanky Leg - Chaos]; in terms of power… this skill undoubtedly belonged to the S-level.

Boom boom boom—

As a burst of energy explosion sounded, the spiral slashes that Jue-ge kicked out all struck the strong light pillar around Yin Lou Lan.

However, this terrifyingly powerful move only created some ripples of light on the light pillar, and failed to break through this layer of defense.

"Hmm… this person's strength cannot be underestimated…" Yin Lou Lan remained calm on the surface, but was quite surprised by this attack in his heart, "If this move was two times stronger, it might have hurt me within the 'Seal Light'…"

"Tch…" Feng Bujue clicked his tongue in disappointment, "So the light pillar instantly strengthens the intensity of the defensive field when it senses an impact…" He muttered to himself, "I wanted to use the 'data strength' to launch the attack, but now it seems… I still need to be more ruthless."

Just as Jue-ge was brewing his next tactic, suddenly… a standard middle-aged man's voice came from above.

"Hehe… Brother Feng, long time no see, your combat power has improved quite a bit." The speaker descended from the sky while talking and laughing, fearlessly breaking into the battle.

"Ha! I was just wondering who the fifth person in the team was and why they hadn't shown up yet? So… it's you…" Feng Bujue recognized it as Uncle Waste's voice.

Instantly, Jue-ge felt relieved, thinking to himself, "With this strong reinforcement, victory is certain. In this situation… I might as well plan carefully and get my hands on the Kongtong Seal and the Bamboo Slips of Heavenly Book. That would be a huge score…"

"Ugh—"

"Wah—"

"Ah!"

"Ah—"

"Ugh—"

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to scheme, an unexpected turn of events occurred on the battlefield.

Everyone around except for Lu Te and Twenty-Three… including Ji Xuanzong, Ji Fenglong, Yin Lou Lan, and Jue-ge's three beautiful teammates… all vomited.

"Eh?" At that moment, Jue-ge, who was facing away from Uncle Waste, seemed to realize something, "This development… could it be…"

Cold sweat trickled down Jue-ge's forehead…

Soon, a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Brother Feng." Uncle Waste patted Jue-ge's shoulder and said, "After I entered the script, some very strange things happened…"

"Sigh…" Feng Bujue closed his eyes and sighed to the sky, "I shouldn't have come to this script…"

Uncle Waste continued, "It's too late to regret it now."

"Can I destroy my eyes?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"Don't struggle anymore, it's not like it's the first time for you anyway." Uncle Waste replied calmly.

"Yeah… before the durability of these dog eyes of mine reaches zero…" Feng Bujue smiled miserably and slowly turned his head.

The next second, the world-destroying beauty of the teenage version of Uncle Waste was clearly displayed before his eyes.

"...Maybe I'll get used to vomiting… Ugh—" Feng Bujue only stared at the other party's face for two seconds before instinctively turning to the side, bending over and vomiting violently.

"Phew—" Uncle Waste shook his head, lit a cigarette for himself, and exhaled a smoke ring dreamily, "I think… you should understand why I only appeared now, right?"

"I think you should find a corner to hide in until the end of the script and not see anyone… Ugh…" Feng Bujue said while vomiting, "...and no one will blame you."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Uncle Waste said in a deep voice, "Since you triggered the main quest, I have to come and help, otherwise I'll be judged as playing passively…"

"Hmm… that makes sense." Amidst his vomiting, Feng Bujue raised his arm and pointed towards Yin Lou Lan's location, "Since you're here, then take care of him while you're at it…" After a half-second pause, he added, "I think you're invincible in your current state…"