Chapter 452: A Second Confrontation with Zhao Ying Wang
Chapter 452: A Second Confrontation with Zhao Ying Wang
"What's going on...…" Feng Bu Jue murmured as he gazed toward a distant cross-shaped beam of light piercing the sky from the city's heart, "Is this an apostle attack...…"
At this moment, Feng Bu Jue was skulking through the streets. He had no reason to hurry—his mission in the finals wasn't to kill for points. His primary goal was simple: survive. Stay alive, avoid getting eliminated by other players or the Four Pillars Deity. Only then could he investigate what Wooly truly wanted him to do.
"Wuwuwu……" Suddenly, wailing pierced the air.
Feng Bu Jue froze mid-step and turned toward the sound.
At a street corner ahead sat a woman, her figure lithe and pale-skinned, sobbing on the ground.
From Feng Bu Jue's vantage point, he could only see her back. Her hair was gray-white, her attire a tank top and shorts—like someone hastily dragged from bed. But bloodstains smeared her skin and clothing, evidence she'd been active for hours.
"Hmm… This looks like a Witch (a special infected from the path of survival: characterized by kneeling sobs audible from afar, undergarments-only attire, bright yellow eyes, and crimson claws)…" Feng Bu Jue squinted, whispering, "As long as I don't provoke her with artificial light or noise, she should be fine…"
According to path of survival's setting, Witch's attack power was terrifyingly high, and her speed blinding. Unlike aggressive zombies, however, players could usually choose to bypass her.
Feng Bu Jue tiptoed sideways, attempting to slip past.
But as he took two steps, a narration boomed:
【Dimly Lit Intersection, Piercing Wails.】
【Murderous Intent Arises—Combat Imminent.】
"No way…" Feng Bu Jue lifted his head, half-aimed at the system, "I didn't mean to attack her!"
Before his words faded, three explosive bangs erupted around the corner.
Then, in Feng Bu Jue's vision, a massive shadow burst forth. A colossal fist slammed down, crushing the Witch into a pulp.
"But I did." A familiar voice echoed from ahead.
On bloodstained ground, the Strong One meets again—the Strong One being Zhao Ying Wang—murderous intent reignites, Competition Resumes.
"Uh…" Feng Bu Jue quickly recalled the name, "It's really you…"
"Ha… Who else could it be?" Zhao Ying Wang emerged from the alley, "Long time no see."
Since the mantle-scramble battle, Shiva, Seven Kill, and Zhao Ying Wang had all added Feng Bu Jue as friends. Yet they'd only exchanged messages twice—never running scenarios together. Nothing more than acquaintances.
The Zhao Ying Wang before him remained unchanged: unremarkable appearance, low presence, an ordinary-looking man.
"Is there any chance…" Feng Bu Jue chuckled dryly, "You pretend not to see me, we pass like strangers?"
"You tell me?" Zhao Ying Wang smiled.
"Judging by your fiery gaze…" Feng Bu Jue sighed, "Guess that's off the table…"
"Glad we agree." Zhao Ying Wang's smile vanished. His eyes sharpened, "Others don't matter. But you—I must defeat with my own hands."
Feng Bu Jue exhaled, "Why the grudge? Gotham City rematch?"
Zhao Ying Wang didn't reply, just shook his head.
"Still bitter about dropping from Combat Power Leaderboard's Top Twenty?" Feng Bu Jue guessed.
"That's not your fault", Zhao Ying Wang replied.
"Then you're just seeking attention—clashing for hype, regardless of victory?" Feng Bu Jue ventured, spiraling into absurdity.
"I'm not some heated bed-jumper like you, desperate for the spotlight", Zhao Ying Wang, usually quiet, retorted sharply.
"I'm a southerner—I've never slept on a kang!"
"I was making a metaphor! Don't derail the conversation!"
Feng Bu Jue spread his hands, "Fine, then. What's this sudden hostility about?"
"I'm a fan of Xu Huai Shang." Zhao Ying Wang's tone stayed calm.
At this, Feng Bu Jue's smile vanished.
The mall audience watching this scene fell into deathly silence.
"I see", Feng Bu Jue said, "Looks like one of us won't leave here alive today…"
"You caught on quick", Zhao Ying Wang replied.
"Any slaughter over money or women needs no reason", Feng Bu Jue suddenly adopted a fiery demeanor, "Come at me with everything—then fall without regrets!"
"Perfect", Zhao Ying Wang's eyes ignited, "But it'll be you who dies!"
Suddenly, the broadcast audience erupted into cheers.
"Oh! Didn't know that kid had spine!"
"Go Zhao Ying Wang! Time to avenge Xu Huai Shang!"
"Feng Bu Jue, you'll win for sure!"
"I love Dawn! I love Dawn!"
A cacophony of shouts filled the air. The crowd, swept into a sudden hot-blooded fervor, had no idea what they were excited about—but excitement gripped them all the same.
【A Fearsome Roar Rises—Zhao Ying Wang unleashes Path of Murder, Blood Golem strikes with Stone Demon.】
【Chanting a Spiritual Incantation, Mad Bu Jue summons Heroic Spirit, Masun charges to meet the foe.】
As narrated, Zhao Ying Wang's Blood Golem lunged at Feng Bu Jue.
Feng Bu Jue activated his Summoning Technique:
【Name: Summoning—Masun】
【Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered】
【Skill Category: Summoning】
【Effect: Summons Masun's Warrior Spirit to fight for you (Cooldown 30 minutes, Duration 5 minutes, maximum 1 Masun active at once)】
【Consumption: 15% of Maximum Spirit Energy】
【Learning Condition: Summoning Proficiency D】
【Background: A Warrior-General's Soul Across Millennia. Based on the summoner's spirit energy capacity and synergy level, unlocks additional skills. Current Unlocked Skills: Chinese Cleave Dance, Masun Golden Fist.】
As the skill activated, a warrior-general clad in purple-gold armor materialized behind Feng Bu Jue. Masun lacked legs—his lower half was a shifting, shadowy mass of spiritual energy, hovering behind his master like a living shadow.
Normally, Feng Bu Jue's synergy with Masun only allowed basic use of "Chinese Cleave Dance." But today, boosted by his 【implanted alchemy amplifier】, Feng Bu Jue unleashed Masun Golden Fist to clash against the Blood Golem's mighty punch…
(End of Chapter)
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