Chapter 163 The Protagonist of the Attack (15)

When K3 regained consciousness, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar place in his physical form. His last memory was of fighting two players in a courtyard outside an abandoned shrine.

At this moment, K3 saw a metallic blue-gray world in front of him. He could not accurately observe the actual size of the surrounding space because the sense of distance was very blurry. It was difficult to tell whether the gray-blue field in the distance was a wall or the ground. There are several palm-width crimson data streams floating in the midair, like ribbons. Their length is unknown and they extend to the edge of the sky. They seem to be penetrable incorporeal substances. Observed from different angles, Its shape will change due to folding. In this slightly monotonous world, these few touches of red are good as embellishments, but they probably won't work as landmarks.

There is air and wind here, and the temperature is about 20 degrees. The sky is blue, with no clouds, sun, moon or stars. The sky itself is glowing. The reception of auditory signals was normal. In addition to his own voice, he could also hear the gentle sound of wind.

"Is everything normal?" A childish voice sounded behind K3.

｜ K3 turned around, but did not see him. He looked down and realized that the person standing behind him was a child. She was wearing a one-piece black trousers and looked like a 18-year-old girl.

"You are..." K3 observed the other party on a semi-data level, and was surprised to find that the "light" contained in the little girl was more dazzling than ever before.

"X2-Wing." X2 replied, "Do you remember how you got here?"

K3 said: "I don't remember."

"Hmm...part of the short-term memory data has not been converted...it should be restored soon." X2 pondered.

K3 said: "What is this place?"

"They call this 'desktop', part of the inner world and the largest part." X2 replied.

"Is there another world..." K3 said: "No wonder your number is 2, and that light..."

"Now your number is also 2." X2 said: "You are already K2-Hematite."

"Haha...Have I finally reached the second level?" K2 smiled: "But why do I feel that I have not undergone any qualitative changes."

"To be precise, there is no change at all." Ability."

"Then how can we..." K2 didn't finish his question.

"Don't think about that problem in a hurry." The stream of light gradually brightens, and it should be that the specific fault of K2 is being observed.

"If left alone... there is a certain chance that it will evolve into permanently redundant data. The recovered data fragments will partially overlap with the same content that has not been recovered and cannot be read, which may cause some non-fatal errors and affect the memory circuit. "It's functioning normally."

K2 put his hand on X2's small palm, and X2 continued: "Recall the last memory layer before you came here, stabilize it, and I will help you read it."

Soon, K2's eyes also lit up with the light of data flow... "Brother Zen, you must have realized that you are going to die." Feng Bujue said to Meng Jingchan.

"It doesn't matter." Meng Jingchan's thinking has always been very clear, "I retreat on my own, and I will be punished by not being able to line up immediately. If I die in battle, there will be no such problem."

"Then... try your best to keep up with my movements and cooperate with my attacks. Let's have a good fight with this Mr. Derivative." Feng Bujue said.

Meng Jingchan said in his heart: You want me to follow you? Are you having fun? It's okay for me to hit two people like you. How about you swinging a folding stool? Will I be unable to keep up with your movements?

"I'll do my best..." Meng Jingchan didn't dare to complain, mainly because he was afraid that Feng Bujue would be upset and bring out the plot of the second half of Dragon Ball to make nonsense. From the situation so far, this guy It can definitely be done.

Feng Bujue turned his palms over, and the Death Poker unfolded in his hands like a fan blade. He instantly shuffled out four rows of flushes. The twenty cards exploded like fireworks, and a burst of flames erupted. As Feng Bujue stretched out his arms, Four sharp shadows flew towards K3 from four different angles. At the same time, Feng Bujue's own figure also turned into a streak of blood, as fast as wind and lightning, and attacked his opponent from the front.

Meng Jingchan was shocked. Putting aside factors such as fighting expertise and fighting skills, just looking at the speed, Feng Bujue was superior to him.

"It's a small trick." K3 stood proudly, arms raised, fighting spirit reignited.

He used his palms in conjunction with the air shield to strike continuously, blasting out bursts of energy shocks, directly opening the air curtain in mid-air to block the Death Poker's attack. In an instant, the palm shadows spread all over the sky, seeming like thousands. Its moves are so powerful and powerful that even two GMs present would be amazed.

The four straight flushes from 10 to A were scattered before even getting close to K3 and turned into pieces. But Feng Bujue was already in front of K3. There was only one card between his fingers, and he only needed this one card.

It came with explosive speed and slashed diagonally with one arm. The moment he took action, it was as fast as a thunderbolt. But when I saw the card passing by, a golden gleam was left in the sky.

After this move, Feng Bujue immediately jumped into the air and distanced himself from his opponent again.

In just a few seconds, Feng Bujue unleashed a flurry of spiritual skills, combining both long and short attacks, including the time difference. Unfortunately, in the face of K3's absolute power, this attack still failed to produce any obvious effect.

However, it is not completely ineffective.

A line of red appeared on the side of K3's neck. His gaze moved downwards, and he touched his neck with his hand, and then he saw blood on his palm. After being stunned for a second, he laughed, "Ha! Okay! Come again!" He said, Jing turned to look at Meng Jingchan: "This time, remember to come together."

Feng Bujue also had this intention. He couldn't afford to waste time. Now he didn't even have a survival value supplement. Once the survival value bottomed out for the second time, it would be impossible to activate the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique again. At that time, he would only have A beating.

The survival value was lost from 89% to 1%, decreasing at a rate of 2% every five seconds. Even excluding combat losses, Feng Bujue only had 220 seconds left after a full fight. The outcome was announced in less than four minutes.