"Normally, when faced with this kind of all-round indiscriminate defense, choosing any point and concentrating efforts to break through... is a desirable strategy..." Feng Bujue continued, "But this method
, it is ineffective for a force field that can be fine-tuned in real time." He looked at Ji Fenglong and said, "For example, City Lord Ji, your Saint Yuan Wall... If I focus all my slashes on one
If the attack comes from the direction, it will be easier for you. You can immediately transfer all the holy energy of the entire force field to the point where the force is received, and steadily block the attack."
When Brother Jue said these words, Ji Fenglong no longer had the energy to respond to him...
At this moment, although Ji Conglong's Holy Yuan wall has not collapsed yet, it is already covered with cracks and is about to be destroyed. She can only maintain the force field by continuously outputting Holy Yuan power to the surrounding barriers. Therefore, she
I really hope that Brother Jue will continue talking. It is best if this guy keeps talking until the power of the eight impacts is exhausted, or until the sand in the hourglass runs out...
"But... the method 'she' taught me can solve this problem very well." Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly, and he continued what he just said, "Let's take City Lord Ji's defensive force field as an example... Although it seems to be
A perfect circle, but... what would happen if I simultaneously exerted eight very strong and slightly different impacts on this circle from eight regular and mutually opposing directions?"
"A terrible man..." At this time, Ji Fenglong had already given Feng Bujue such an evaluation in her heart. She thought to herself, "After using the move just now, his own body was already overwhelmed and almost exhausted.
Collapse... But his expression is still so calm, and his thoughts and words are very organized and orderly... Not to mention ordinary people, even Yuansheng-level masters are unlikely to suffer severe physical damage and unbearable pain.
To get down to his level..."
"The result is like this... Although your Saint Yuan wall has not yet been broken through, but..." Feng Bujue continued, "... the flaw has already appeared."
At this point, Brother Jue raised his hand and pointed towards the Holy Yuan Wall in front of Ji Fenglong. The place he pointed at was exactly where a group of cracks intersected: "If I read it correctly...there,
This is the breakthrough point of your Saint Yuan force field... Moreover, if you follow this trajectory... you can even break through your protective gas shield."
Hearing this, Ji Conglong's eyes flashed with fear; followed by a hint of murderous intent...
"It's unreasonable... After a gambling fight, the owner of the Broken Sword Tea House with unknown origin... saw my cover..." When Ji Conglong thought of this, he almost made up his mind to kill Feng.
Unconscious.
It turns out that the place Brother Jue was pointing to just now...that is, the place three-thirds of the way to Ji Fenglong's navel...is where the Yuan Sheng's gate is located.
The cover... to practitioners, is like "Czech Fried's Leaf Mark", "Achilles' Heel", or "Ozil in the Human Wall"... In short, it is a very
A critical weakness that cannot be overcome through practice.
Usually only you know your own secret door. Even the master who teaches you will not know where the disciple’s secret door is. In most cases, the secret will be kept in the coffin by the practitioner; unless you tell it personally
Others, otherwise others would never be able to see it.
However, Feng Bujue, who had no idea about this, actually "pointed out" the location of Ji Fenglong's cover door. This... was enough to make the other party have murderous intent.
"This man is clever and cunning, his skills are extraordinary and exquisite, his character is incredible, and his madness is unpredictable..." Ji Fenglong said, "Whether he is an enemy or a friend, he is beyond my control... I must find an opportunity.
kill him……"
On the other side, Feng Bujue still didn't know what the other party was thinking. He continued: "It is said that there is an ability in the world called the 'Devil Eye of Direct Death'. People with this ability can see on the surface of things.
The criss-crossing lines, as well as the many points that constitute the line; the line is the 'line that easily divides and destroys the object', and the point is the 'death of the thing'..." He paused, "Although I don't have this kind of ability to be called
A rare ability that defies the heavens. But...my move [Lan Jiao-Eight Gate Kai Bird] can, through the principles of Qimen Dunjia, make the 'thread' appear within a certain period of time..."
"Just blow it...Isn't it just a powerful Lan kick with slightly different weights from eight directions...It's also Qimen Dunjia..." Xu Huaishang in the pavilion said with vacant eyes.
"Well... the sand is almost gone..." Feng Bujue ignored Xu Huaishang's complaints, raised his head and glanced at the hourglass, and then raised the fingers of his right hand, "City Lord Ji, I will break through your Saint Yuan."
The wall and body protective gas mask are closed. After a while, I will point my finger to your abdomen, so don’t be surprised."
"Wait!" Ji Fenglong's face showed a look of urgency, and he immediately stopped him, "No need! I give up!"
In the critical situation, Ji Fenglong's judgment is still quite rational. Knowing that he is bound to lose, at least he cannot let that man take advantage...
You know, since she can remember, Ji Fenglong's body has never been touched by a man. Let alone skin-to-skin contact, she has never had it even if she poked her arm through clothes. This bet in front of her is also
She proposed it with the mentality of "never being touched".
Therefore, she decisively chose to admit defeat and stopped Feng Bujue's actions.
Brother Jue also seemed "very graceful". He shrugged and said with a noncommittal expression: "Okay, I accept it." After that, he turned around and jumped back into the stone pavilion.
"Huh...that's great." As soon as Brother Jue's feet touched the ground, he staggered two steps and fell towards the stone table.
"Hey... are you okay..." This time, Xu Huaishang became nervous. She hurriedly stepped forward to help Brother Jue and help him sit down at the table.
"Of course something happened..." Feng Bujue replied, "The survival value is still 12%, the physical value has used up more than 2,000, and a consumable item has been used up."
After all, Brother Jue risked his life, and objectively speaking, he "saved" Goddess Xu. Thinking of this, Xu Huaishang still said a sincere thank you.
It's a pity...this gratitude soon disappeared because...
"No need to thank me..." Feng Bujue replied, "Actually, I had already planned to sell you... I was just bluffing. If she refuses to surrender, then I will give up." He spread his hands.
, continued as if nothing had happened, "My current physical condition no longer allows me to move at super high speeds in a short period of time. Even if I find the opponent's weakness, I still have no ability to break through those two layers of defense with my body."
"What!" When Xu Huaishang heard this, her face turned red with anger, but she immediately suppressed her anger, glanced at Ji Cunlong on the lotus pond from a distance, and then lowered her voice and said to Brother Jue, "Then what are you playing with?
Double the bet? Are you sick?"
"You don't understand... This is the high-end bluffing method." Feng Bujue replied, "Even if you have a bunch of loose cards in your hand, as long as there is a possibility of a flush on the card, you can take three of a kind with the opponent.
If a shouts loudly, the other party will also panic."
"Are you just trying to kill yourself by pretending that you have a chance to win?" Xu Huaishang responded.
"It is precisely because I 'pretended to die as if I had a chance to win' that I put psychological pressure on the other party." Feng Bujue continued, "Furthermore, my [Lan Jiao-Eight Gate Kainiao],
As well as the theory of Qimen Dunjia, they are all real materials... This is called reality within the imaginary, and imaginary within the reality... Between the reality and the imaginary, the other party's psychological pressure gradually accumulates, until finally...
…let her believe the lie as truth, and thus make the decision to surrender.”
"But these are all based on one premise..." Xu Huaishang followed Brother Jue's thoughts and continued, "Are you sure that she would rather admit defeat than let you touch her?"
"I'm 70% or 80% sure," Feng Bujue replied, "Of course, it's okay if she really feels like she's being touched by me. I'm not afraid either. I will show a lustful expression in time and make up a more lewd move.
name, and asked one more question before taking action...'City Lord Ji, are you ready for my move of Nianju and Nongqiu?'"
"Oh..." When she heard this, the expression on Xu Huaishang's face had calmed down; she said "oh" and was silent for a moment, then looked directly at Brother Jue and couldn't help but said, "To be fair, your shamelessness
The level is really refreshing to me..." (To be continued...)
