Such remarks didn't even qualify as bluffing. Of course, Feng Bujue didn't expect his opponent to believe him; he was just saying it for effect.

Shiva just chuckled at this nonsense, treating it as a joke. "In this urgent escape, you still have the mood to show your sense of humor, huh... that's one of your strengths, I suppose."

"No, from a psychological point of view, I'm building a psychological defense," Feng Bujue replied, while firing another Frost Pulse backward.

"Is that so? That's the first time I've heard of that," Shiva said, still easily dodging the attack.

"Because I made it up," Feng Bujue added. "As long as you throw in the word 'psychology,' it feels high-end, classy, and inexplicably awesome, doesn't it?"

"Hmph... the jokes end here," Shiva said, his eyes changing slightly.

The next second, the six stone discs of the Heavenly Dance Hourglass appeared one after another, quickly catching up from behind and scattering around Feng Bujue, moving in the same direction as him.

Feng Bujue hadn't noticed another weakness of this Spiritual Energy weapon: when these stone discs left the controller's line of sight, they became less sensitive. Because Shiva had to keep his attention focused forward in this chase, the group of stone discs had only just caught up at this moment.

Although they were a little late, they had at least caught up. The appearance of these stone discs almost signaled the end of the chase.

Feng Bujue also understood that there was no point in continuing to run; he couldn't be faster than these flying objects. His only option now was to make a desperate gamble and turn around to fight.

However, he had now lost the protection of the [Bloodthirsty Armor], and the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering skill was not a long-term solution. How could he compete with the second-ranked player on the combat power charts?

He didn't have time to think about this question, because the first wave of beam attacks had already arrived.

In that instant, Feng Bujue stopped abruptly, planted his feet, bent his knees, and pushed off, explosively launching himself backward. He approached his opponent with his back to Shiva, delivering an elbow strike with a whistling sound.

Feng Bujue's action also adhered to the principle of surprising the enemy. Usually, in this situation, the chased person would be more likely to dodge to the side or diagonally, but Feng Bujue chose to launch a surprise attack directly backward, turning defense into offense, and turning the tables.

But who was Shiva? He could dodge the beams from the Frost Pulse Gun; would he not be able to react to a close-quarters attack?

A moment later, a cracking sound was heard; Feng Bujue's arm was fractured.

Shiva chose to meet the opponent's elbow strike with his fist, but to his surprise, even his own fist was fractured.

"It seems your fighting skills aren't as bad as I thought..." Shiva calmly withdrew his hand, turned sideways, and followed up with a spinning kick.

After being briefly stalled by the impact, Feng Bujue's body stopped abruptly in mid-air, but the inertia of his previous movement hadn't completely dissipated. Seeing Shiva's follow-up move, he reacted immediately, using the force of the opponent's attack on his elbow to forcibly rotate his body in mid-air, using the remaining inertia to twist in the direction of the opponent's kick.

Shiva really didn't expect Feng Bujue to be able to make such a move...

Jue-ge brushed past Shiva in this extremely strange dodging stance, landing behind his opponent.

"If I hadn't seen someone do it, I really wouldn't have thought you could dodge a roundhouse kick like that," Shiva laughed. "Interesting, more and more interesting..." Shiva suddenly realized that Feng Bujue's fighting skills weren't that bad after all. It seemed that when he fought Todd earlier, it was because he had a bomb strapped to his body, so he couldn't use his full strength.

Actually... even Feng Bujue himself didn't know how he had just done that. This kind of flash of inspiration, a lucky success, meant he would definitely fail if he tried it again.

"If it's interesting, let's keep going!" Feng Bujue said, casting the [Look Out] skill that had just finished cooling down, choosing the Combat specialization again.

After the previous exchange of force, Feng Bujue estimated Shiva's martial arts level to be at least 30% stronger than himself with Spiritual Consciousness Gathering activated... With this difference in strength, and the opponent also having powerful Spiritual Energy weapons, canceling the buff state would be tantamount to suicide. Therefore, Feng Bujue used a skill first, wanting to temporarily suppress the opponent, at least buying himself time to drink a health potion to maintain the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering skill.

Of course, Shiva had also paid a price in that previous exchange.

Feng Bujue's left elbow was fractured, and Shiva's right fist wasn't in good shape either. After all, the bone in the elbow was thicker than the bones in the fist. After that impact, Shiva's right fingers, wrist, and metacarpal bones were all damaged; they were either fractured or had cracks.

Although this was a game, and the pain was reduced, the human instinct to protect their body was difficult to overcome. It was like getting a big blister on your skin; everyone knew you should pop it, but it was hard to do it cleanly and decisively.

No matter how much virtual combat experience Shiva had, he hadn't reached the point of being "unfeeling, unafraid, taking life lightly, neither ghost nor god, more like a mad demon." Therefore, instinct made the choice for him. He used his relatively weaker left hand to meet Feng Bujue's palm strike with a fist.

In that fleeting moment, Shiva was still careful, secretly adding a skill to his fist. The skill itself was weak, a multiple-use skill he had obtained at a low level, which had always been in his skill bar. Now, only one use was left. The effect was just to increase the power of the punch by 20%.

On the surface, whether he used this skill or not didn't matter much, but intuition told Shiva that Feng Bujue's palm might have a hidden trap. Earlier, Todd had been in a similar situation, and thought he had the advantage in strength, so he naturally went to block, but suffered a hidden loss.

Shiva didn't want to repeat the same mistake. He preferred to add a seemingly dispensable weight here, just in case.

The difference between top experts and ordinary experts was here. This was true in all fields: details determined success or failure. Countless subtle factors would accumulate into a qualitative difference. To become a top expert, you had to be foolproof.

Bang—

The clash of fist and palm produced a muffled sound like two wild beasts colliding.

Two seconds later, Shiva's cold, stern face, half-covered by his long hair, looked shocked.

He could clearly feel a tyrannical force pouring into his left arm, shattering his bones one by one... The skill he added was swallowed up like a small boat in a huge wave before this force.

"How is that possible?" Shiva exclaimed.

Feng Bujue couldn't answer him, because Jue-ge himself didn't know what skill it was... If he knew, he would definitely shout that his luck had exploded, and he had randomly selected a high-level, consumable, active skill at this critical moment.

[Name: Fierce Tiger Pushing Mountain (Iron Palm Fifth Form)]

[Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, disappears after one use]

[Skill Category: Combat]

[Effect: Inflicts heavy damage to the target with a powerful palm strike]

[Consumption: 50% of Stamina Value limit]

[Learning Condition: Combat Specialization D]

[Remark: Iron Palm, originating from the Xiangxi Iron Palm Clan, is infinitely powerful and unmatched in the martial world. Those who are hit often suffer from shattered internal organs, leading to death on the way to the hospital. Fifth Form: Fierce Tiger Pushing Mountain—At the beginning, stand naturally, gather Qi in the dantian, gently lift one arm in front of the chest, the palm surface fiercely shaking and striking out from top to front and bottom, the mouth emits a "Hai" sound to assist with exhalation, the palm wind is released and then immediately withdrawn, imagine the palm transforming into thousands of layers, the force penetrates the enemy's back, superimposed layer by layer, penetrates into the enemy's body and strikes through.]

"Hahaha! Are you scared?" Feng Bujue said with an arrogant expression. "This is the second form of the Surging Wave Palm, Overwhelming Mountains and Seas." While saying this, he was very smart, knowing to stop when he was ahead. No matter what the opponent's reaction was, he would jump backward first to create distance. "I also know Raging Tides, Turbulent Waves, Undercurrents, Embracing All Rivers, White Waves Soaring to the Sky, Great Waves Washing Away Sand, Hidden Tides, Overturning Rivers and Seas, Mountain Shouts and Sea Howls, Waves Roaring to the Heavens, Calm Waves, Seas Wither and Rocks Crumble, Blood Sea Amorous Sky, Sea and Sky in One Color..." He said it all in one breath, without a single pause, like a crosstalk routine. "If you're not dead after this set, I still have a trump card, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon..."

"Okay, okay, okay..." Shiva quickly repeated three times. He quickly swallowed a Survival Value Replenishment Agent (Large), and also used a [Universal Recovery] (this item was a Thriller Paradise store item, the effect was exactly the same as the item of the same name in Pokémon). "Don't talk nonsense, you and I both understand that even if you can occasionally pull off an attack like that, you still can't win against me." He paused for a moment. "Let's make a deal. You surrender immediately, and save me some medicine. After the script ends, if Brother Feng is willing, how about I leave you a position as a main player in the Deities?"

"What!" Feng Bujue's reaction was one of displeasure. He immediately took out [Miss Moxxi's Bad Touch] and the Low-Power Frost Pulse Gun (putting it back in his knapsack before the back elbow strike), one in each hand, and raised them horizontally. "Do you think I look like the kind of person who would be subordinate to others?"

"Are you [beep]ing me!" Shiva was also provoked and shouted out loud.

"Yeah, chuunibyou," Feng Bujue replied with a sneer, raising one corner of his mouth.

Shiva was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, "Damn... how does he know that the words blocked by the system are 'sick'..."

"Huff..." Shiva took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Don't think I'm afraid of you..."

"Of course you're not afraid of me; you just think things are getting a little troublesome," Feng Bujue had already seen through his opponent. "If you keep wasting energy like this, you might not have enough left to deal with Qisha, right?"

"I advise you not to continue being unreasonable..."

Da da da, pew pew...

Before Shiva could finish speaking, Feng Bujue fired both guns.

"Hahahahaha..." Feng Bujue once again erupted in insane laughter, laughing wildly as he said, "You say one thing, but your body is honest! Hahahahaha!"

"What the hell..." Shiva rolled around looking for cover, dodging the gunfire, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "The language system doesn't even block such perverted words!"