[Important reminder: Your inventory is locked; psychic weapons are locked; before the end of the script, the only weapon you can use is the sword in your hand; all active skills other than fighting skills cannot be used.]
"What!" Just after listening to the inexplicable opening remarks, Feng Bujue heard another extremely deceptive setting.
And...this setting is not over yet...
[Important Tip 2: This script will introduce a special value, which is currently displayed in your game menu. Changes in this value will affect your performance in battle. 】
Before he finished speaking, Feng Bujue opened the game menu and quickly found the so-called "special value" under the health, body, and spirit slots.
"It's actually a fashion value?" Brother Jue was completely shocked when he saw the words [Fashion Value: +10] in the menu. There are so many flaws in this setting, it's comparable to the original "Protagonist's Halo"...
[The main mission has been triggered]
[Kill all members of the enemy team]
After the introduction and prompts were over, the tasks came out smoothly.
And this moment also announced the beginning of this battle.
"Hey, hey... if I can only use fighting skills and cold weapons... it will be very disadvantageous for me..." Feng Bujue thought in his heart, "The person opposite is a top expert in this field..."
Anyone who can be considered a "top player" by Feng Bujue is naturally very capable.
At this moment, standing on the opposite rooftop is exactly such a person...
Her figure is graceful and tall, and her appearance is unworldly. Her white and greasy skin has a soul-stirring beauty against the backdrop of the moonlight.
Her long white dress had a bright pattern of blood cherry blossoms. The breeze blew... the hem of her dress swayed slightly in the wind, and her figure fluttered like a fairy.
In this battle, Xu Huaishang used his usual double swords.
And Feng Bujue... used a sword he had just acquired.
There is a world of difference between the two in their familiarity with their own weapons, and this alone... has evened the gap between them in terms of hard power.
It can be said... The strength gap that Brother Jue had created by relying on his specialization, level and equipment was gone the moment he entered the script.
"Tch...it's unfair to me in every sense..." Feng Bujue said in his heart, "As expected of a goddess, the system even takes special care of you..."
"Mad Bujue." At this time, Xu Huaishang suddenly spoke, her tone seemed very cold and calm, "I have been looking forward to another battle with you, but I didn't expect... this battle would come so soon.
.”
After Brother Jue heard this, he didn't say anything for a while...
After about ten seconds, he replied: "Do I have to fight?"
Xu Huaishang chuckled and said: "Ha... why don't you fight? This is not a competition, and no one else is watching. Are you still afraid of losing?"
Obviously, Goddess Xu misunderstood the intention of Brother Jue's words... That's why she responded seriously.
"Alas..." Brother Jue let out a long sigh, and then slowly turned sideways. He sandwiched the unsheathed sword between his arm and chest, folded his hands across his chest, and struck a pose in a pretentious and unrestrained manner.
Du Juan cries in the Du Juan flower. She doesn’t go back at the end of the year, complaining about the moon and worrying about who the smoke is..." He did not want to do anything, and recited a poem first. Then he turned his head, looked at his opponent with his peripheral vision and said, "Xu
Feeling sad... As the saying goes, falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless, so why do you bother to push me so hard..."
"Huh?" Goddess Xu's face suddenly turned red. She was frightened, suspicious, angry, and a little funny. "What's wrong with you? Why are you so cool there? What are you doing?"
You say it as if I’m going to back you up?”
Before she finished speaking, Xu Huaishang figured it out, and she immediately added: "Oh~ I know..." Although it was a few seconds late, she still understood Brother Jue's intention, "To gain fashion points is
Bar?"
Unexpectedly... after Xu Huaishang said these three words, his fashion points dropped by twenty points on the spot and became minus ten...
"Oops..." Seeing this, her expression changed slightly. She thought to herself, "The so-called data has become negative... It seems that I can't say those serious words..." Thinking of this, she raised her head
Looking at Brother Jue in the distance, "But... it would be too shameful to do something like him to increase the value..."
This is where the system is fair. Since Xu Huaishang has gained a clear advantage in the fight with open swords and open guns, the system will inevitably give Feng Bujue a means to turn the tables. And now, this means has become concrete.
The embodiment is - fashionable value.
"Ah... the wind is very noisy today..." Faced with Xu Huaishang's question, Feng Bujue continued to find something to say, looked up at the moon, and spoke a hilarious dialogue.
However, Xu Huaishang cannot complain, because if she complains, she will lose...
"Hmph..." She suppressed her blush, "Is it Feng'er... who is crying..."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue looked at Xu Huaishang with a sharp look, and thought in his heart: "I actually picked it up! I thought that people like you would miss the point, but it turned out that I actually picked it up!
"
At the same time, Xu Huaishang's inner thoughts were: "No... no, no, no, no... it's really shameful! I thought it would be fine after I told you, but the fact is still hard to accept!"
Neither of them knew what the other was thinking, because on the surface they both still looked calm and cold to the end.
"I can fight you..." Feng Bujue held it in for two seconds and then said, "But... can you really take my sword?"
"Why not?" Xu Huaishang replied sadly.
"Because your heart hasn't calmed down yet." After Feng Bujue said this, he was thinking in his heart: "I'm just kidding...what's the reason!"
"How do you know?" Xu Huaishang said coldly.
"I just know." Brother Jue said coldly.
Then the two of them complained in their hearts: "Two lunatics!"
"Perhaps it's a good thing that your heart is not calm." Xu Huaishang wanted to change the subject and make sure to start the fight quickly, "because your sword has never been calm either."
"My sword..." Feng Bujue said, raising the sword with one hand, but showing no intention of unsheathing it. "It is indeed agitating..." He paused, "But my heart,
Already dead."
"Go to hell! You can really go to hell! It's so shameless! If I keep making trouble with you like this, I can hardly look at myself!" Xu Huaishang cursed one after another in his heart.
Although she was filled with hatred, she couldn't help it, so she could only keep pretending: "Really? When did you die?"
Feng Bujue snorted coldly and brushed his bangs on his forehead: "Humph... of course it started from the moment I practiced 'that move'."
