Chapter 413: Another Juror

After more than a month, Feng Bujue met Zhaoying King again, and he was no longer the same as before. In terms of combat effectiveness, Brother Jue definitely has the absolute advantage.

But... King Zhaoying is still one of the opponents Feng Bujue least wants to face.

This individual player who is good at summoning abilities should be considered the same type as Qisha. They both only focus on one specialization and almost completely abandon other aspects. But because of this, they all have the consciousness of "never admit defeat" in a certain field.

"Are you going to fight with me to summon a creature..." King Zhaoying saw that Feng Bujue had also summoned a summoned creature to fight against him, and immediately shouted domineeringly, "Seek death!"

[The strong man with clear murderous intention mobilizes the stone demon's huge power to launch a shocking move. The surrounding scenery was fluttering, and the air currents swirled violently. Kuangbujue and his martial soul behind him were frightened by this force that destroyed the heaven and earth. Before the move comes, the momentum will fall first. 】

【And at this time...】

The narrator changed the subject, and a sudden change occurred.

But from a height dozens of meters away, a cold light suddenly appeared. In an instant, a light arrow shot towards the arm of the stone demon.

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[The swans raised their bows, and the sky and the earth shook. 】

【Drink~】

[With a slight scolding, the string was finished and the arrow flew away. Passing through the wind and clouds, swiftly overcoming meteors. The Burning Spirit Arrow came through the sky, opening a new battle situation. 】

At this moment, Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief. When he discovered that the Stone Demon's punch had a skill attached to it, he felt that something was wrong. Now that this arrow is coming, it just helps him. He quickly told Ma Sun to retreat and retreated several feet with him.

On the Zhaoying King's side, the rest of the light had turned towards the direction of the arrow, and he said in his mouth: "Tch...are you here to join in the fun?"

"This final is meant to be a brawl, so why not join in the fun?" Honghu's figure appeared on the top of a nearby building, and he said in a tepid tone, "Speaking of which... this narration can really add fuel to the fire. Who would say 'drink~' when making a move?"

"Eh? Brother Glasses." Feng Bujue also raised his head and saw the other person, "What a coincidence."

Honghu adjusted his glasses and snorted coldly: "Crazy brother, you'd better change your habit of giving people nicknames as soon as possible."

"Oh? Do you two know each other?" King Zhao Ying's expression changed slightly, "Huh... So... are you preparing for a two-on-one?"

"No, no." Honghu shook his head and said, "I'm not here to help anyone." He looked at King Zhaoying, "I just want to settle things with Brother Shadow and have a one-on-one battle."

In fact, there is no grudge between the two of them, but they are both well-known individual professional players, so fans will inevitably compare them with each other. It’s been a long time. Both of them also felt that... it was time to have a fight with each other to see who was better.

"Okay!" Feng Bujue shouted "Okay" in a measured tone, with a long voice, and put on a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, "In that case, you two will fight slowly, and I'll take my leave." He cupped his fists and turned around. I want to dodge people, it's really shameless...

"Wait a minute!" Honghu shouted towards Brother Jue.

"What are you doing?" Feng Bujue turned around and put on a face full of displeasure. He said with empty eyes, "Didn't you say you wanted to be one-on-one with him?"

"Yes." Honghu said with a smile, "But there is another one here..." as he spoke. A tall black figure appeared on his left, "He seems to be very interested in you."

"Tch..." Feng Bujue curled his lips in displeasure and thought to himself: "I knew this guy was well prepared. With his intelligence and the city's government, it stands to reason that he should wait until I finish fighting King Zhaoying, or He planned to launch a surprise attack at the critical moment, but now he showed up directly and stated that he wanted to challenge King Zhaoying...

This is obviously not in line with his style... Even if he is very confident in the strength of his companions, there is no need to show up in such a hurry, the two of them can wait..."

Feng Bujue's thoughts were interrupted. Because, at this moment, he saw clearly the appearance of the black figure next to Honghu.

In an instant, all doubts were solved.

"I see..." Feng Bujue raised his voice and said to Honghu, "This... you met on the road, right..."

Honghu replied: "Yes, this Mr. 'Juror' seemed eager to find you, so... I took him to search everywhere." He pushed up his glasses, "My investigative expertise is really not bad."

"Using NPCs to deal with me..." Feng Bujue smiled, "Ha... this seems like your style." He shook his head and spread his hands in a helpless manner, "Kill Zhao Ying with your own hands. The king gets two points, and I get one point by killing the NPC. Although it seems like I only got three points out of five points, it is a relatively safe three points. And... for a seeded player like me, the sooner he dies, the better. Good, because I haven't scored many points yet." He paused, "As expected of a 'wise general', when others are thinking about 'how to kill more people,' you are already thinking about 'how to do it.' Preventing the most promising seed from scoring more points'."

"Hey, hey... don't sound like he has succeeded." King Zhaoying said, "I don't think I will lose."

While the players were talking, the juror had slid down against the surface of the building and came right in front of Feng Bujue.

"Crazy, no, sleepy." It read word by word, "There is a place for you in the dock of the Court of Truth."

As expected, this juror is not a person either. From the appearance, it is actually a large-sized...Shawarang (one of the monsters in "Pokemon", with brown skin, three fingers on each hand, and legs like bone-colored springs, a fighting-type Pokémon that is good at kicking).

"Let me guess..." Feng Bujue said, "The charge is 'spreading chaos'?"

"That's just one of your charges." The juror said.

"Hmph... that's just one of the charges you made." Feng Bujue said, "But what obligation do I have to abide by your set of rules?"

"The Court of Truth has the right to judge any crime in the multiverse." The other party replied, "Do you think sophistry and ignorance can help you escape a fair trial?"

"Fair?" Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly, and suddenly he smiled evilly, "In my opinion... death is the most fair. Everyone will die, but... not everyone can live the way he wants."

"Rampant..." the other party said, "Are you trying to infect me with chaos?"

Zhaoying Wang stood by and watched the conversation between the two, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: "Brother Feng, I thought you were just good at attracting hatred among players, but I didn't expect you to be famous in the NPC world... Just entering a script and being hunted down by the people under the command of the Four Pillars God... If it weren't for the live broadcast now, I really want to say admiration." (To be continued..)