"The next match... will be... against... Honda Tadakatsu."
The victory or defeat on the martial arts stage is one after another. No matter whether the previous victory or defeat is thrilling or boring, the bronze lion statue responsible for announcing the performance will not pay attention to it.
Let’s not talk about the situation on the stage, let’s talk about the situation outside the stage.
After Ruoyu's battle ended, Feng Bujue left the martial arts stage and walked towards the stone tablet with the rules printed on it.
Qisha and Xiaotan were standing near the stone monument. When they saw Brother Jue approaching, Xiaotan waved to him.
"Oh... You can't fight privately in the martial arts arena, right..." Feng Bujue walked to the stone tablet, and this was the first rule he saw. He then turned to Qisha and Xiaotan, "Oh...
The plan to kill both of you in the audience went bankrupt..."
"Hey! You just said that in front of us!" Xiao Tan exclaimed.
"Is there anything I can't say? It's just a killing game." Feng Bujue replied with a shrug.
"Haha... Crazy brother, you are still the same as before." Qisha's reaction was calm, "Although your words are ugly, your character is hard to dislike."
Qisha is a few years older than them, and naturally has more life experience. He understands that people who would say such things in front of you are not scary... On the contrary, those who are overly polite to others and are good at speaking eloquently
People who flatter you are the ones you need to be wary of.
"What a pity..." Feng Bujue said with a self-deprecating smile, "Most people have already begun to hate me before they understand my 'character'."
"Are you sure it's because you hate it and not because you're afraid..." Xiaotan complained at the right time.
"The two emotions of 'fear' and 'disgust' are often related." Brother Jue continued seriously, "I can give you a dozen examples, such as... cockroaches, snakes, snot
Insects, ghosts, second-hand smoke, mentally ill patients with violent tendencies, rich second generations racing on the road in the middle of the night, preliminary exams, pop tests, midterm exams, final exams, high school entrance exams, college entrance exams, graduation thesis..."
"Are you sure these things you mentioned are in a parallel relationship..." Xiao Tan said with vacant eyes.
"And... starting from the 'Basic Examination'... the properties of the following ones seem to be similar..." Qisha also said with the corner of his mouth twitching.
"If you let him continue, he might say something like 'deadline'." At this time, a woman's voice sounded and joined their conversation.
Everyone turned around when they heard the sound and saw Huajian walking from a few meters away.
"I haven't delayed a manuscript for a long time." Feng Bujue looked at the visitor with a very unhappy expression, "You still use that as an argument...isn't it appropriate?"
"Only a guy like you who regards 'procrastination' as normal..." Huajian looked at Brother Jue with contempt, "will you regard 'delivering the manuscript on time' as something worth showing off."
"Tch..." Feng Bujue raised his head forty-five degrees and said in a disdainful tone, "If you are not satisfied...you can hire someone else, that's all I will do."
"You're not ashamed, but you're proud of it, right..." Faced with Brother Jue's attitude, Huajian was really helpless.
"Oh! By the way, I almost forgot." Hearing this, Qisha suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Brother Jue and said. "Brother Crazy, are you a writer, right? I seem to have seen you on TV.
."
"Ah... I don't dare to be a writer or something..." Feng Bujue replied lazily, "I'm at most an author... You also know that people like us who are engaged in art are very low-key, you
Don't worship me, I will be very embarrassed."
"Uh... from the content of your words to the tone of your voice... do you feel the slightest bit 'embarrassed'..." Qisha replied with a dry smile.
"Yes... look how shy I look." Feng Bujue glared at him and replied shamelessly.
"Okay, this big brother..." Huajian cast a sympathetic look at the embarrassed Qisha, "Trying to drag him down... is just a loss of sanity."
"Then why are you coming here?" Feng Bujue said to Huajian. "Do you think your sanity is too high?"
"I'm here to read the rules, can't I?" Huajian replied.
"What's there to see? You're not going to fight." Feng Bujue's seemingly casual sentence actually contained the dual intention of "testing" and "stimulating" his opponent.
"Ha..." Unexpectedly, Huajian was not surprised at all that her strategy was seen through. At the same time, she was also keenly aware of Brother Jue's intentions. "You want to use provocation on me? Who cares about you?
...I just won't fight." She said, taking two steps forward and walking to the stone tablet. "Is there a rule that says...people who don't fight can't read the rules?"
"Huh?" Qisha didn't seem to understand what Huajian said. He asked doubtfully, "This beauty...how can you complete the main mission if you don't go on stage to duel?"
"The content of the main mission is ambiguous." Hanajian continued without looking back, "Besides, it's not written in the mission column... After surrendering, you will be teleported out of the script, right?"
"Hmm... That makes sense..." Qisha touched his chin, nodded and muttered, "Although the content of the main mission is [win the martial arts meeting], what exactly is the concept of 'victory'...
Will he become one of the last 'ten challengers', or will he successfully kill Tomo Toro?"
"I think... no matter which one it is, the difficulty is very, very high." Feng Bujue continued, "In comparison, the matter of 'killing all players except myself before the end of the fighting meeting'
...It may be easier. And...according to the basic principles of the killing game, as long as you are the last player to survive, you will be considered a winner, and it doesn't matter if the main mission is not completed."
"It's easier said than done..." Xiao Tan continued, "Looking at the current stage... it is almost impossible for players to kill each other before the fighting ends or something happens. If you want to do it in the audience, just
You must be sure of 'killing all the opponents before the demon generals arrive.' If you can't do this...for example, if you only kill one or two people and the demon generals come, then your success will be in vain...it is equivalent to...
Make a wedding dress for others." Now he analyzes the problem clearly and clearly, "As for killing in the arena... it is also very difficult. Even if the announcing statue happens to announce the names of two players, one of them can pass.
Just admit defeat and escape without fighting at all."
"That's right. The real difficulty of this script lies here..." Feng Bujue put his hands in his pockets and continued pacing, "The 'main mission' is just a lead. It leads us to a place where private fights are prohibited.
, a relatively safe environment. Here, every time the player's name is called, they will face a very dangerous duel. 'Admit defeat directly' is indeed an absolutely safe way to get over it once and for all, but...
According to my game experience, this kind of solution that obviously conflicts with the main mission and has no technical content at all... must pay a price. But we don't know the price yet.
What is it..." When he said this, he glanced at Huajian specifically, and then continued, "Right now, the problem before us is... how to successfully kill all other players in such an environment.
And before we can achieve this goal, each of us has to pray... that our names will not be called too many times..."
"Hmm..." After he finished speaking, the four people gathered together lowered their heads with expressions of contemplation on their faces.
To be honest, this conversation between them and this atmosphere... are quite strange. They are obviously a group of people fighting on their own and hostile to each other, but they get together and discuss how to kill each other eagerly.
The problem of killing each other. This also reflects from the side... Each of them is quite confident in their own strength and resourcefulness, and has a very good game mentality.
At the same time, on the other side of the martial arts stage...
Ruoyu, who did not participate in the discussion, was communicating with Fengzhihen.
Both of them are concise and concise, and they value their words like gold. Most people may not understand what they are saying even if they stand next to them.
Anyway, the general situation is...Uncle Feng is giving instructions on the correct usage of Ruoyu's double swords. (To be continued...)
