San Tian Liang Jiao

Chapter 1449 Bloodbath in Santiago (6)

Chapter 16 "That's Gonna Be Tough..."

"That's gonna be tough…" Looking at the approaching fist, Feng Bujue muttered helplessly. At the same time, he activated a reconnaissance skill that could be called a divine technique—【My Skateboard Shoes】.

This move was used by 【Doomsday Stronghold】 against Jue-Ge during the s2 rematch stage when Hell's Frontline faced Corpse Blade Squad One. Its effect was: 【After activation, the next melee damage you receive will be reduced by 90%, and all special effects attached to that attack will not be triggered; at the moment the attack ends, you will automatically move behind the attacker and gain double attack speed for four seconds.】

Although Doomsday Stronghold eventually died under Feng Bujue's calculations back then, the current situation was obviously different… Liu Xing didn't know that players could use "counter techniques." He was certain to land this punch.

However, the result after actually hitting him was… Feng Bujue simply stood there and blocked it, enduring Liu Xing's strike, which was boosted by eight times his internal energy.

Seeing this scene, not to mention Liu Xing himself, even Liang Feifan, who was lying in the distance, was so shocked that his mouth was wide open and his eyes were staring. He couldn't calm the horror in his heart.

Whoosh—

Just as they were shocked, Feng Bujue used the effect of the skill to teleport behind Liu Xing.

The "double attack speed" bonus only lasted for four seconds, and it would be a waste not to use it. Feng Bujue naturally seized this four-second gap, and swung his nunchucks in a flurry of strikes, using the technique… that he had just realized, switching hands back and forth.

In addition, because he had fought Liang Feifan continuously for a long time, the 【Z-wrench】's charge had already exceeded 80%, so its special effect four—"Combo" ability, was also activated at this moment; at least before the end of this battle, the damage of Feng Bujue's repeated blows to the same target with the nunchucks would gradually increase.

There was no doubt… that special effects like this, where the damage increased with the number of attacks and had no upper limit, would be very terrifying if used properly.

Feng Bujue's attack frequency was already not slow. With the attack speed bonus, he unleashed another burst of output in a short period of time… After this round of swings, Liu Xing, who was constantly hit from behind, couldn't support himself. He staggered forward, rolled out, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ugh… I didn't expect…" Liu Xing covered his chest and looked back, glaring at Feng Bujue as he said, "...a martial cultivator of your unorthodox methods could have such power. Just who are you..."

He didn't know that the other party had used a skill that could reduce damage by 90% to block his move, nor did he know that Feng Bujue had various percentage-based damage reduction equipment and had high defense in the first place. He only knew… that the person in front of him had used one hand to withstand his strongest punch, and afterwards, he was not only unscathed, but also had the strength to immediately counterattack.

This situation was enough to make Liu Xing, and Liang Feifan, who was already injured on the side… lose their fighting spirit.

【Side Quest Progress Updated】

"Looks like you two have given up…" After hearing the system voice, Feng Bujue calmly glanced at the quest bar and then found that the quest progress had become 27; he immediately understood that the moment these two NPCs gave up resisting, the quest's definition of "defeat" was considered complete, which meant… he didn't necessarily have to cripple or kill the other party to complete the quest, as long as the "winner" could be determined, it would work.

"Then… I won't keep you company any longer." Since he had already achieved his goal, there was no reason to waste time with them. After Feng Bujue said this, he turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Hold on!" Compared to Liang Feifan, Liu Xing was clearly more dutiful. Even though he knew that he was no match for his opponent, he still stood up shakily and shouted at Jue-Ge's back, "Where are you going?"

"Of course, I'm going to snatch your confidential information." Jue-Ge replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

"You… know where the archive room is?" Liu Xing asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Feng Bujue shrugged and continued, "And… I don't think I can get it out of you two, so…" He paused, "I'll just have to look for it myself. Anyway, it's definitely somewhere in this building. I'll search layer by layer, and I'll eventually find it."

"Hmph! Hahahaha…" Hearing this, Liang Feifan burst into laughter. After laughing for a few seconds, he also looked at Jue-Ge and continued, "Boy, do you think… that you're invincible just because you beat the two of us? Let me tell you…"

"Alright, alright…" Feng Bujue didn't want to hear him finish his sentence at all, and directly interrupted him, "Are you trying to say… that you two are the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings… oh, no… the weakest two in the company's management; and then you want to spoil me a little, telling me how many stronger people there are than you, and what their nicknames and martial arts are respectively, and finally say to me—even if I can win against so-and-so and so-and-so, there are still a few that I can never surpass…"

What he guessed… was really close to the truth, as if he had seen Liang Feifan's script outline.

Brother Feifan was also stunned when he heard this, and responded somewhat at a loss, "Uh… how did you kno…"

"That's enough." Jue-Ge tilted his head and quickly walked past him, "Keep those words to yourself, I'm not interested."

After saying that, he walked into the elevator and casually pressed the button for the second floor.

Not listening to Liang Feifan's threats wasn't because Jue-Ge was conceited, but because he thought it was unnecessary; even if strong enemies really appeared… the strength he observed himself with his data vision would be more reliable than what he heard from others.

Ding—

The interval of one floor arrived in the blink of an eye. When the elevator doors opened, a person standing ten meters away stared straight at Feng Bujue.

That was a white man in his thirties, with ordinary features and a conventional short brown haircut. He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a dark tie; this appearance… looked like an ordinary office worker.

But… Feng Bujue could "observe" that this person's strength was clearly above Liu Xing and Liang Feifan.

"This is interesting…" Jue-Ge sized up the man in front of him and muttered, "How did you know I was coming to the second floor?"

"I didn't know." The white man replied, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here waiting for you on purpose; it's just… my office happens to be on the second floor. I'm just standing here to see which floor the elevator you intruders are riding will go to. I didn't expect… you'd stop on my floor."

"In that case, you don't plan to stop me, do you?" Feng Bujue asked as he walked out of the elevator.

"Heh…" The white man smiled and replied, "It would have been one thing if you hadn't appeared in front of me… but since you're already here, as a member of the company's management, how can I pretend I didn't see you?"

"I see…" Feng Bujue nodded, "I am Feng Bujue, may I ask…"

"It's a pleasure." The white man replied in Chinese with a bit of an accent, "I'm from England, my real name is Joseph David, my Chinese name is Chen Shaolong, but everyone calls me 'American Bro'. As for my position… let's just say I'm the company's general manager."

"Um…" There were too many things to comment on in the other party's words, so Feng Bujue could only pick out the main ones, "Leaving aside why a Brit is called American Bro… your company's building is dozens of floors high, and the general manager's office is actually on the second floor?"

"Can't it be?" American Bro asked rhetorically, "Is there some regulation… that people in higher positions must have their offices on higher floors?"

"Hmm…" Jue-Ge rubbed his chin and said in English, "good_point…"

"Alright, let's stop with the introductions and small talk. I'm too lazy to learn more about a person who's about to die." As American Bro spoke, he took half a step forward.

Then, he lowered his hands, with the backs of his hands facing outwards and his fingers slightly relaxed. He separated his feet parallel to each other, and then slowly raised his arms to his chest. His left arm was half-encircling, his palm facing inwards, forming a yin palm, and his right palm was turned over to form a yang palm… After this series of smooth movements, a handsome and beautiful starting stance was formed.

"You're…" Feng Bujue looked at the data flowing on the other party's body and knew that his kung fu was a realm higher than the two downstairs. He immediately stopped and focused, waiting seriously.

"Rootless and limitless, all laws are natural…" American Bro rotated his hands in a circle, standing tall and firm, and said loudly, "...Tai Chi!"