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Chapter 172: The Protagonist Strikes (Finale)
Chapter 172: The Protagonist Strikes (Finale)
Just moments ago, Meng Jing Chan spat out a mouthful of old blood. A massive force yanked him backward, sending him flying an incredible distance before he slammed into a tree and hung there, chest aching and senses reeling from the impact.
As he caught his breath and steadied himself against the pain, he turned his gaze toward where he'd stood moments ago. Tens of meters away, a man in a purple long coat was swinging a metallic rod like a madman, unleashing a relentless barrage upon someone dressed in beginner's gear.
Meng Jing Chan stared blankly, mouth agape. With mechanical precision, he retrieved a bottle from his satchel and poured a generous swig into his gaping mouth to steady his nerves.
"Is this some kind of hallucination from air pressure changes... or am I already drunk?"
Meanwhile, in the courtyard before the shrine.
K3's energy shield had shattered, and his stamina reserves were too depleted for powerful techniques. But Feng Bu Jue's seemingly frenzied attacks couldn't kill this derivative being so easily. Statistically speaking, each blow only drained about 1% of K3's health. Not every strike even achieved that benchmark.
The real problem? This continuous combat state slowed K3's recovery rate. To regenerate health and stamina at high speed, he needed to break away from Feng Bu Jue's assault - at minimum, ten seconds without physical contact.
Currently, Feng Bu Jue's vitality value could maintain his spirit sense body technique for about twenty seconds. If K3 counterattacked even once, Feng Bu Jue would likely explode equipment again. Hence his desperate pursuit.
But K3 wasn't just a punching bag. Even without a shield, his physical combat skills remained formidable. In terms of pure strength and speed, he matched Feng Bu Jue's spirit sense body technique state. Could he really lose to someone wielding nothing but a pipe wrench? Unacceptable!
"Ahhh!" K3 raised his right arm to block the wrench's blow, which likely fractured his bones. Ignoring the injury, he immediately countered with a left hook aimed at driving Feng Bu Jue back.
Feng Bu Jue spun on his heel, sidestepping the punch with ease. "Thanks to you, my fighting abilities have improved quite a bit!" he declared, pivoting to strike K3's knee with the wrench.
Pain lanced through K3 as he staggered, dropping to one knee. "How... how are you doing this? Your stats shouldn't let you survive my attacks this long. It's utterly absurd!"
Feng Bu Jue looked down at him with disdain. "This is called the Protagonist's Grace."
"What kind of nonsense is that?!" K3 roared, suddenly sweeping his leg to trip his opponent.
Feng Bu Jue leapt upward, evading the sweep. "That Protagonist's Grace... is..." He dove downward, throwing a punch. "The first strike of impact!"
The blow caught K3 in the nose, snapping his head back as his body collapsed backward.
"The second strike of annihilation!" Feng Bu Jue pressed his advantage during these final seconds of spirit sense body technique, and K3's complete lack of shield. "The third strike of erasure!" he declared, delivering three dramatic lines just before the technique's expiration. With ten Decomposition Qi, he unleashed his final punch across K3's cheek.
Fear gripped K3 as he realized his health had dropped to critical levels through this sustained attrition. Without his shield, a single critical strike to a vital organ would mean... death. His physical form would perish, transforming into data fragments stripped of autonomy. These would be erased by the system when the scenario concluded.
A golden glow flashed. As expected, Feng Bu Jue did exactly what K3 feared most - his fingers held a final death poker card, aiming for K3's throat.
"There's only one truth." Feng Bu Jue threw the card. "You're already dead."
"I actually... would fall here..." K3's hollow eyes widened with disbelief. In this moment, his expression held disbelief, fear, anger, but mostly sorrow. He understood - the fate he'd tried to escape had finally arrived.
"Gotcha!" Feng Bu Jue's poker stopped millimeters from K3's neck. He laughed loudly, each syllable drawn out. "Hah! Hah! Hah! Hah!" Retracting his psionic weapon and wrench, he stepped back. "Scared you, didn't I?"
Blood poured from K3's forehead into his eyes, but he remained frozen in shock, not even attempting to rise.
"Now, shall we discuss things like civilized people?" Feng Bu Jue suggested.
K3 eyed him suspiciously, slowly pushing himself upright.
Feng Bu Jue stepped back further. "Let me clarify - if you want to keep fighting..."
"I've had enough." K3 interrupted. "You've won."
Feng Bu Jue's unspoken second half of that sentence: "...then I'll have to retreat too..."
"You want information about the derivative beings? I can explain..." K3's speech slowed through his final words. Suddenly, he seemed to lose his voice entirely, lips moving soundlessly.
A spatial rift silently opened behind K3. Mercury-like substance seeped through the tear, spreading across his body from back to shoulders, waist, and legs. Feng Bu Jue clearly saw the edges of these metallic tendrils - feathered like bird wings, their meaning obscure.
Even Feng Bu Jue couldn't comprehend this phenomenon. Was it some derivative being skill? Judging from K3's demeanor, it didn't seem like combat preparation.
As the mercury completely enveloped K3, he offered no resistance. His form compressed into data streams, pulled into the spatial rift by the metallic mass, vanishing entirely...
"Ah, I see." K2's eyes dimmed. "So you could bring me directly from the scenario here?"
X2 lowered her hand coldly. "This is an exceptional situation." She fixed him with a serious gaze. "First, though the scenario continues, you've already reached Inner World entry standards. Second, I must prevent you from revealing our information to humans."
"Oh?" K2 asked. "Are secondary derivative beings constantly monitoring us level-4 counterparts?"
"That's impossible." X2 replied. "Observation is difficult enough without forcibly extracting you..." She paused. "We weren't monitoring you specifically - you simply coincidentally appeared there..."
(End of Chapter)
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