"Very good, that's settled." Feng Bujue smiled confidently and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture, "Please take action."
"What did you say?" Huo Wei was stunned again when he heard this, "You actually let me take action first?"
As a master of the third level of Saint Yuan Wuji, Huo Wei can naturally clearly determine that... the "Liao Master" in front of him does not have any internal energy/real energy/holy energy at all; under this premise,
If you let him take the first step, that would be simply courting death.
"What a joke! With your body, which is worse than any ordinary body, not to mention it was a trick from me, even if I managed to push you with all my strength, you would have been killed on the spot." Huo Wei Leng.
Hearing this, Huo Wei's expression immediately changed. He was inside the city gate just now. Although he heard the conversation outside, he did not witness the scene outside with his own eyes (the barrier is two-way, and the outside cannot be seen clearly from inside).
). He just relied on what he "heard" and took it for granted... Feng Bujue avoided Ren Bufan's attack, and then used some kind of sneak attack to succeed.
But at this moment, after Brother Jue said this, Huo Wei realized...that this feudal lord was the one who actually blocked Ren Bufan's attack.
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Huo Wei thought for a moment and responded, "Okay! I want to see how you can use that mortal body to absorb the power of my Saint Yuan."
As he spoke, he had put the sword back into its sheath and faced the enemy with his bare hands.
"Eh?" Feng Bujue asked suspiciously upon seeing this, "Senior, why did you sheath your sword?"
"Hmph..." General Huo sneered and replied, "You have no internal strength and no weapons, and yet you asked me to strike first... If I use a weapon again, it will look a bit ugly."
The implication of his words is: I, Huowei, am also a long-established master and a famous person, and I have always been upright and aboveboard. Therefore, I don’t bother to take advantage of a young person like you.
"Okay... Whatever happens, let's do it." Feng Bujue remained calm on the surface, but secretly he breathed a sigh of relief...
In those few seconds just now, he was really worried that General Huo wanted to give up melee combat and use long-range attacks or something... Then he would have failed. Fortunately, the other party just put away his weapon...
"Watch it! Boy, the first move!" Huo Wei is indeed an upright person. Even with his bare hands, he still feels that he is in an overly strong position in this gambling battle, which seems unfair; so...he is
The moment he took action, he even shouted loudly to remind Brother Jue to pay attention.
"It's unnecessary." In the blink of an eye, Feng Bujue's voice appeared from behind Huo Wei...
At this moment, only one thought flashed through Huo Wei's mind: "You underestimated him!"
However, a master is a master after all, and Huo Wei and Ren Bufan are not on the same level. For those who have entered the realm of Shengyuan Wuji, "pretending to be a pig, eating a tiger, and making a sudden attack" will probably not work.
But seeing... the flash of lightning, Huo Wei stopped his posture, twisted his body, turned his fist into an elbow, and used a very simple half-pivot step back to change the direction of his attack.
"Oh... that's pretty awesome..." Feng Bujue thought to himself. "If I were to have a fair duel with an NPC of this level under the premise of equal information, my chances of winning would only be 70%..."
Of course, the above idea is just a whim of Brother Jue. The reality is very cruel...
"I'm sorry, senior, you don't have the chance to make a second move." Feng Bujue faced the elbow that hit his chest. He turned slightly to the side, barely avoiding it; at the same time, he hooked his left foot forward.
A [naughty child’s whip kick].
In the face of zero-day calculations and unruly magical skills, Huo Wei's fighting experience seems very powerless...
"Ah - ah -" Huo Wei let out an inexplicable cry, and his whole body fell sideways towards the ground.
It stands to reason that even if a master of his level is tripped, he can adjust his body shape in the one or two seconds before falling. He should have dozens of ways to prevent himself from falling, but
At this moment...he couldn't use even one of them. It was as if there was an invisible and irresistible force forcing him to fall. Before he fell to the ground, no matter what he wanted to do, he couldn't do it.
This is the scary thing about [Baby's Down Whip Kick] - "100% tripping of all monsters that can theoretically fall down, and provoking them to attack you."
Huo Wei will never understand that when the skill is successfully activated, it is not Feng Bujue who wants him to fall, but the system wants him to fall... Therefore, he has to fall.
"Senior, I accept." When Huo Wei got up from the ground, Brother Jue's declaration of victory had already been spoken; the "Phoenix Tail Feather" was already in Brother Jue's hand.
Surprise, anger, shame, indignation... in an instant, all kinds of emotions are like strong wine.
At this moment, Huo Wei seemed to have lost his ability to think, and only Feng Bujue's figure remained in his eyes.
"Ah -" he roared, drew out his sword, and jumped into the air with one step. Then, he mobilized his holy energy... to execute a move!
"Old General Huo! No!" The woman in white suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly to persuade him.
The reason why she showed such panic was not because she was afraid of something unexpected happening to Feng Bujue. She was just worried that General Huo, who was still injured, would get more injured. In addition...she was also afraid that she and the two guards would be affected by the attack.
(After a round of confrontation, the positions of Feng Bujue and Huo Wei have been reversed. At this moment, Brother Jue has his back to the city gate).
"Hmm... this intensity... I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand it with my Lan Kou..." Brother Jue looked at his opponent from a data perspective with a calm face, thinking in his heart, "With [燚]... I can't help it at hand..."
No suitable ammunition..."
In a flash of thought, Brother Jue thought a lot and made a countermeasure.
"Ma Sun!" The next second, Feng Bujue also shouted sharply.
Before he finished shouting, the shadow of a purple-gold giant suddenly formed behind him.
"The soul has transformed!" When the woman in white saw Ma Sun's giant shadow, her face turned pale with shock, and she almost blurted out this sentence.
Lute, who was standing not far away and watching with cold eyes, understood... This NPC must have mistaken Brother Jue's summoning skill as an extremely advanced skill in the world of Saint Yuan.
"Flowing Fire Chasing Cloud Sword!" On the other side, after a few seconds of preparation, the powerful move of fire was already stored. With a loud roar, his powerful killing move came from mid-air.
"Golden Chinese Slashing Dance!" With Feng Bujue's second level of middle school, how could he not respond when someone called out the name of the move. So, he also shouted out the moves with great momentum, controlling Ma Sun, raising the sword.
Cut it over.
Suddenly, I saw...
The golden light of flowing fire rises with the wind, and the spiritual power of the Holy Spirit rises through the clouds.
The Liuhuo Zhuiyun Sword swayed down hundreds of red flame sword energy, while the Golden China Zhanwu raised a thousand golden sword lights.
The golden and red color bloomed all over the sky, and the surging energy reached into the sky.
When the dust fell to the ground, Huo Wei fell from mid-air and stood leaning on his sword. There was already a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Feng Bujue, however, remained calm and calmly dismissed the summoned creature, Ma Sun.
"Master of the Feng Lao." At this time, Huo Wei had regained his senses (the effect of the whip leg skill was almost over), and said solemnly, "I'm sorry for my stupidity... I offended you so much just now..."
"Senior, you are serious." Feng Bujue waved his hand and said, "You are injured, and you show mercy at all times. I am very grateful." He is also very shrewd and knows how to give the other party a step down.
"Hmm..." Huo Wei seemed to want to say something, but hesitated. After hesitating for a few seconds, he raised his head and said to the woman in white at the gate of the city, "Bai Yatou, let the hostess enter the city."
"But...he hasn't passed the 'wisdom' test yet..." The woman in white choked back the second half of her sentence because Huo Wei winked at her and shook his head.
"Huh..." Two seconds later, the woman in white breathed a sigh of relief, straightened the expression on her face, then looked at Brother Jue and said, "Master of Feng Lao..." She looked at Lute again, "And this one
…”
"My surname is Lu." Lute responded.
"Miss Lu." The woman in white continued, "It seems that you two have met the conditions for entering the city..." She raised her hand and pointed to the city, "Please."
"Haha...thank you." Feng Bujue smiled at her and strode through the city gate.
Lute followed Brother Jue silently and walked in quickly.
After the two people entered the barrier and walked away, Huo Wei suddenly knelt down on one knee and spit out a mouthful of old blood...
"General!" The two guards were shocked when they saw this and hurriedly ran forward.
"Old General Huo!" The woman in white also ran over with the two guards.
"Pfft - I'm fine." Huo Wei spat out the blood foam in his mouth, stabilized his breathing, and quickly stood up on his own, "Don't make a fuss." He put the sword back into its scabbard again, "It's just
When I activated the move just now, I accidentally caused an internal injury...just let me adjust my breathing."
"General, that Feng Bujue just now..." the woman in white couldn't wait to ask, "...who is he? How come I have never heard of him? I have never heard of the Po Jian Tea House sect..."
"Ha... If I knew where he came from, I wouldn't suffer the consequences of being a mute." Huo Wei laughed at himself.
The woman in white murmured, "Could it be that...there are really other methods of cultivation besides the Holy Yuan in this world?"
"Who knows..." Huo Wei responded with a complex expression, "I didn't believe his fallacy at first, but... you have all seen...'The Soul Transformation' can only be mastered by masters above the seventh level of the Saint Yuan Wuji.
What he can do... He, a person who doesn't even have the inner strength, can also do it..." When he said this, Huo Wei raised his eyes and looked at the harem city, "No matter what, this matter must be reported to the city lord as soon as possible.
