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Chapter 288 Cloak Battle (Thirty)

"This is the first time I've heard of this kind of doctrine." Feng Bujue's reaction was similar to Shiva's.

"You can understand it as..." Qisha smiled and said: "For me, the way to win is more important than winning itself."

"You want your opponent to be convinced of his defeat?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"As long as I can pass my level, that's all. It's not up to me to decide whether my opponent will accept it or not," Qisha replied.

"Even so, it's just a game...don't you think it's too harsh on yourself?"

"No, this is very important." Qisha said solemnly: "In the real world, people do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. They have no bottom line and bully the good and fear the evil. They laugh at the poor but not at prostitution." He paused: "But here, everything is different.

It has become simple." He clenched his fist and raised it in front of his eyes: "You can use force to implement your faith and make those monsters and monsters defeated to shame."

"No wonder you are only ranked fifteenth in the combat power rankings..." Feng Bujue commented: "This set of principles has caused you to suffer a lot."

"Hmph... In your opinion, this is stupid," Qisha said

"No, I respect people who abide by their principles." Feng Bujue said, "Even if I don't agree with his beliefs." He smiled, "Adjectives like stupid are more applicable to those who are brainwashed by other people's thoughts."

"Ha..." Qisha also laughed, but he did not answer the question, but instead said: "By the way, I remembered it on the way out of the Bat Cave, are you Long Aomin's friend?

"

"Yes," Feng Bujue responded. Qisha revealed Brother Long's ID, which did not surprise Feng Bujue because Brother Long once said that the club he joined were all "colleagues of the company" and they knew each other very well.

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"Speaking of which... your company is actually a game studio, right?" Feng Bujue said.

Qisha was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had been asked this question. 'Blade' has now ranked at the top of the two club lists in the game, and has never recruited players from outside, so most players take it for granted that they are professionals.

The background of the game studio is something that everyone agrees on, but no one will ask.

"Ah...ah" The two "ahs" of Qisha, one is the first sound and the other is the fourth sound, "Yes...yes, of course we are a studio" because I don't know what Brother Long and Feng Bujue

What exactly was said? Qisha had no choice but to follow Feng Bujue's words. After all, he couldn't tell the truth. We are a department arranged by the police in the game.

"I have to report this issue as soon as possible after the script is released. It's best to prepare a set of relevant rhetoric in the future." Qisha thought secretly in his mind.

Because he was wearing a bat mask, it was difficult for Feng Bujue to tell anything from Qisha's expression. But when he heard the other party's hesitant tone and combined with Long Aomin's various previous performances, he thought: "The people in their studio

They seem to be a bit ashamed of professional players... They seem to be reluctant to mention their profession, so it seems I'd better change the topic."

"Hmm...then what..." Feng Bujue said, "When you went to the Batcave, did you only get these clothes and a few pieces of equipment?"

"Yeah, I can't take other things with me either," Qisha said bluntly.

"Haven't you seen the Batmobile, Batmobile, Batplane, Bathelicopter, Batboat, or Batjet?"

"See, I can't drive anything."

"Ah... what a waste." Feng Bujue put his hands in his pockets and paced back and forth: "If it were me, I would load all the things that can be loaded into the Bat Plane, then cruise in the air and after confirming your position, set it to

Autopilot, then I will parachute and let the plane carry the cloud bomb to hit you."

"Is this your original plan..." Qisha thought: "Well... it can indeed be said to be a means of becoming invincible..."

"It's a pity that this is no longer true," Feng Bujue said: "You and Shiva are stronger than I expected and... have you two reached some kind of agreement not to fight for the time being, but to deal with me first?"

Qisha was startled for a moment, then laughed: "Hahahaha..." He shook his head with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Awesome, indeed awesome."

"Thank you, thank you..." What Feng Bujue said was in sharp contrast to the proud expression on his face...

"At the beginning of the script, no one would have thought that you, who seemed to be the weakest, could actually kill the most difficult Shadow King." Qisha continued: "It is even less likely that anyone would have imagined that you could do it on your own.

, defeat Shiva who is second in the combat power rankings." He paused for two seconds and then said: "In today's battle, you will become famous in one battle."

"Haha... not necessarily," Feng Bujue said: "It's impossible for Shiva and King Zhaoying to go around telling people about their failures." He pointed at Qisha: "The only remaining insiders are you and me.

If we don’t say anything, nothing will change.”

"Oh?" Qisha asked puzzledly: "I don't need to help you promote it everywhere, but why don't you go to the forum to show off yourself?" Indeed, according to normal thinking, if a less famous player wins

Someone at the top of the game must be eager for the whole world to know about this.

"I keep a low profile," Feng Bujue replied calmly.

"Ha..." Qisha laughed again, "I really can't figure you out..."

"Both each other," Feng Bujue said, "Today is the first time I have met a so-called one-on-one person."

Qisha took a long breath: "After chatting for so long, including the part where you escaped earlier, your survival and physical strength have been almost restored, right?"

"It's not full yet." Feng Bujue glanced at the game menu. The survival value was now 51% and the physical fitness value was 342/2800. "But... it's enough to cope with a one-on-one duel."

"Are you sure?" Qisha said again: "The suit I am wearing is a [Legendary] quality bat suit. The attributes of this suit..."

"Then take off your cloak," Feng Bujue suddenly interrupted.

"Cloak?" Qisha turned his head and looked at it: "Oh... Speaking of which, I only found out that I had a broken one after I left the Batcave." At that time, he had just finished wearing the bat suit and was marveling at the properties of the equipment.

, his attention was a little distracted, so when he got the cloak, he just picked one randomly from a row of glass cabinets.

"A broken bat cloak will not harden into the shape of bat wings after charging the fibers, and the fireproof effect will be greatly reduced." Feng Bujue said: "I think taking off this cloak will not have much impact on you.

Bar"

"Ha...it really doesn't matter." Qisha smiled, took off his cloak, and threw it to Feng Bujue in the direction of the wind. "This piece of equipment no longer has any attributes. I only wear it to maintain the integrity of Batman."

It’s just a look, if you need me to make concessions, I’ll give you the helmet..."

"No need," Feng Bujue said. He took the cloak and read the description of the item:

[Name: Ruined Bat Cloak]

[Type: Armor]

[Quality: dilapidated]

[Defense: None]

[Attribute: None]

[Special effects: none]

[Can the script be brought out: No]

[Note: A damaged, old cloak]

After Feng Bujue finished reading, he silently put the item into his luggage, then raised his head and said: "Then... let's do it" (To be continued...)


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