Chapter 165 The Protagonist of the Attack (End)
Just now, Meng Jingchan spurted out a mouthful of old blood. His chest felt tight and he felt dizzy. His body was uncontrollably pulled by a huge force and flew far away, hanging on a tree.
After he took a breath, and despite the painful feeling, he looked in the direction where he was before, only to see dozens of meters away...a man wearing a long purple suit, wielding a stick-like stick. Metal object, punching another guy in a novice suit head-on.
Meng Jingchan's expression was dull, his mouth was half-opened, he took out the bottle of wine from his bag and poured a sip into his mouth that could not be closed to calm his shock.
"Hmm... Is this an illusion caused by the impact of airflow, or am I drunk..."
On the other side, in the courtyard in front of the shrine.
K3's air shield has been broken, and he doesn't have the physical strength to use powerful killing moves for the time being. However, it was still very difficult to kill this derivative with Feng Bujue's frenzied attack. From a data perspective, this kind of attack only has the damage capability of approximately 1% of the health, and not every attack can reach this standard.
What's more disgusting is... this continuous fighting state will affect K3's recovery speed - if he wants to recover blood and energy quickly, he must try to get rid of Feng Bujue's pursuit and stop fighting with him for at least ten seconds. Physical contact.
At this moment, Feng Bujue's survival value could only last for twenty seconds with the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique. As long as K3 casually retaliates, Feng Bujue would most likely have to explode his equipment, so he was chasing after him like crazy. beat.
But K3 won’t be beaten all the time. Even without an air shield, his physical skills are still there. In terms of strength and speed alone, he is on par with Feng Bujue in the state of spiritual consciousness gathering technique. Could it be that Lost to a pipe wrench? How unreasonable!
"O!" K3 raised his right arm and shouldered the pipe wrench, which seemed to have broken his bones. However, he ignored it and immediately attacked with his left fist, intending to repel Feng Bujue.
Unexpectedly, Feng Bujuejing spun on his heels and dodged the punch sideways, "Thanks to you, my fighting ability has improved a bit now!" He said, turned around and used a pipe wrench with his backhand, hitting K3 hard. knee.
K3 was in pain and couldn't stand for a moment. He knelt down on one knee and said, "How did you do it...according to your data, it is impossible to survive my attack to this day. This is simply ridiculous!"
Feng Bujue looked at the other person with a condescending gaze: "This is called the protagonist's aura."
"What the hell!" K3 shouted sharply, and suddenly performed a sweeping kick. Feng Bujue suddenly jumped up and dodged again, "The so-called halo of the protagonist... is..." He took advantage of the downward momentum and punched Attack, "The first punch of impact!"
K3 was punched in the nose, his neck was raised back, and his whole body fell backwards.
"The second punch of annihilation!" Feng Bujue seized the last few seconds of this spiritual consciousness gathering technique. It was also a great opportunity for K3 to lose his air shield and attack continuously.
Before K3 could fall to the ground, Feng Bujue's fist holding a pipe wrench hit his abdomen again. His body was like a bouncing mousetrap, with his head and feet curled forward.
"The third punch to obliterate!" Feng Bujue finished these three lines with satisfaction, and one second before the spiritual consciousness gathering technique was released, he punched K3 on the cheek with the last punch in relief.
Fear visited K3 at this time. He suddenly realized that his blood volume had reached a very dangerous situation due to the constant consumption, and there was no air shield at the moment. If the opponent used it to attack his fatal organs, A heavy blow would mean death. His embodied form dies and is instantly transformed into data fragments that lose their autonomy, and by the end of the script, are completely obliterated by the system.
A flash of golden light flashed, and sure enough, Feng Bujue did what his opponent feared most. He held the last Death Poker between his fingers, and his attack landed on K3's throat.
"There is only one truth." Feng Bujue held up his cards and said, "You are already dead."
"I would... be in a place like this..." K3's eyes were empty and sad. At this moment, there was disbelief, fear, and anger in his eyes, but mostly a kind of sadness. He has understood that the fate that will eventually come has come.
"That's weird!" The Death Poker in Feng Bujue's hand suddenly stopped when it was close to the opponent's neck. He laughed word by word: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" At the same time, he put away his psychic power. Weapons and pipe wrenches, exited a few steps: "Are you afraid?"
K3's forehead was covered with blood, which had already flowed into his eyes, but he still stared at Feng Bujue with his eyes wide open in shock, without even thinking of standing up from the ground for a moment.
"Now, is it possible for us to talk in a civilized manner?" Feng Bujue said.
K3 looked at each other suspiciously and slowly stood up from the ground.
Feng Bujue took a few steps back: "Let me declare in advance, if you still want to fight..."
"No...you win." K3 said.
In fact, the second half of what Feng Bujue said just now is: "If you still want to fight, then I can only retreat..."
"You want to ask about the derivatives, I can tell..." When K3 said the last few words, his speaking speed became slower and slower. Then, he seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Only his mouth was moving, but there was something in his throat. No sound came out.
A space crack quietly appeared on K3's back. From the crack, a mercury-like substance seeped out. The substance spread tightly against K3's body, spreading from the back to the shoulders, waist, and legs. ...Feng Bujue, who was standing close, could see clearly that the edges of the mercury medium were feather-shaped like bird wings...the meaning was unknown.
Feng Bujue also knew very well what was going on. Could it be some kind of skill of this derivative? But judging from his tone and demeanor just now, it didn't look like he was ready to continue fighting.
K3, who was completely wrapped in mercury, did not struggle or move. His body was compressed and converted into a data stream. Finally, the mercury was pulled into the space crack and disappeared... "I see." K2 The light in his eyes faded, "Can you bring me here directly from the script?"
X2 put down her hand and replied coldly: "This is a special situation." She stared at K2 seriously and said: "First, although the script is not over yet, you are already qualified to enter the other world; second, I I have to stop you from revealing information about us to others."
"Oh?" K2 asked after hearing this: "Are the second-level derivatives... always monitoring our third- and fourth-level counterparts?"
"Of course this is impossible." …”