Chapter 510: Jumo Island (Sixteen)

"Let me tell you... a traveler from another world..." Fuling immediately answered, "The ugliest moment in the world... is the moment when the most beautiful thing... is destroyed!"

Her tone was extremely vicious, and every word that came out of her mouth was filled with resentment and pain.

Before she finished speaking, Fuling raised her arm and pointed. The next second, a "Shit Dragon" sprang out from the swamp, rushed up, and pounced on Feng Bujue.

Seeing this, Brother Jue gave a soft drink and twisted around quickly. He used his two feet as a cones and connected his legs.

For a moment, the excrement dragon scurried around and slashed in all directions.

The light waves set off by Lan's feet piled up one after another, like a huge wave, and the shit dragon was caught in it and gradually torn into pieces. After cutting the waves, Feng Bujue successfully neutralized Fuling's attack.

Fuling, however, did not stop. He only saw his arms closing and doing another pose. A fierce wind roared out from Fuling's palm. Even if this dark brown gas bomb could not kill anyone, it could probably kill someone...

Faced with this insubstantial attack, Lan Jiao might not be able to cope with it. Feng Bujue had no choice but to spin down and escape from the bombardment range.

“Hmm... Go to her back and attack her waist, it's impossible for her to dodge."

Thinking of this, Feng Bujue continued to activate the [Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique - Modification], and used his feet to alternately perform moon steps, stepping in the air three times in a row. His figure was like a refracted beam of light, approaching Fuling's lower back in an instant.

"Wearing gloves anyway... fight!" Feng Bujue also understood that it was impossible to kill the boss without touching it at all. In order to minimize the number of touches... he decided to either not make a move or to make a killing move!

Whoosh whoosh——

A sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded.

The strong palm wind hides the soft strength, and the domineering flying dragon is eager to kill.

A move [Nandou Feilong Fist] was launched, with a dangerous energy like a violent storm, hitting Fuling's lumbar vertebrae...

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at the same time. The other side of the swamp.

"Did you hear that?" Tianma Xingkong, who was walking in the middle of the team, suddenly said.

"Ah... I heard the noise..." Atobe responded, "It sounds like someone is screaming."

"It should be some kind of scary sound effect." Uncle Good-for-nothing continued, "It's in many scripts..."

Honghu also said: "Yeah... I once arranged a single-player nightmare book. The setting was that you would be harassed by 'ghost whispers' from beginning to end..." He adjusted his glasses, "Even if I think about it now... It’s creepy…”

"Uh... I hate this roundabout way of scaring people the most." Tianma Xingkong said.

"How should I put it..." Honghu continued, "The 'beating around the bush' you mentioned can also be said to be atmosphere rendering, which can be regarded as a relatively advanced method of frightening. Compared with those direct visual impacts, this method is more effective. Lethality." He paused. "Use seemingly nonexistent sounds or images to evoke associations and gradually accumulate fear... Eventually, when it breaks out at an unexpected point, the effect of one plus one is greater than two."

"Hmm...I wonder how crazy brother is doing now." Uncle Good-for-nothing said, "In this atmosphere...it's easier to have random thoughts when you're alone, right?"

"Impossible!" Atobu and Honghu said these three words in unison.

"Don't worry, he doesn't know how happy he is alone." Atobe continued, "That guy will never have random thoughts, because his mind is always thinking about some kind of evil plan... Once. He was After staying alone for a while in a city full of mutated zombies, I quickly established a stronghold for trapping zombies. The place has a wide view, ample ammunition, ready baits, and his [beep——] musical accompaniment..."

"Yes, this guy is definitely not a normal person..." Honghu also added, "I've never seen him afraid of anything..." He paused for two seconds. Then, "You all know that the people at Corpse Knife Studio use drugs... Even if they use drugs, they can't completely abandon their fear. Moreover, the drug also makes their reactions a little slower, and their facial expressions He also became duller." He adjusted his glasses. "But the crazy brother... is truly fearless. In the team book I went through with him, he repeatedly asked a person to conduct investigations in a dark environment... and he remained calm throughout the process. I really don't know. How did this guy get so nervous..."

"Okay... okay. It seems that my worries are unfounded." Uncle Good-for-nothing replied awkwardly. He and Brother Jue had no direct interaction in the peak competition. He only watched a few videos of Brother Jue's games after the game and knew that this person was very strong and had a "crazy" personality.

Uncle Useless Chai really didn't expect... this person was much weirder than he thought, and he could actually make Honghu and Atobe (so far, Uncle Useless Chai still thinks Atobu is a hidden master) come forward to express their opinions, and It is really not easy to give an "inhuman" evaluation...

"Ah! Is that a stone road ahead?" At this time, Tianma Xingkong looked over Uncle Good-for-nothing's shoulder and saw something, and immediately said loudly.

"Well, there are still dozens of meters left, and we can cross the swamp smoothly." Uncle Good-for-nothing said, taking off the helmet on his head, "The 'light path' will disappear in front of this point."

"Huh..." Jibe exhaled, "Feng Bujue is right... At this moment, our sense of smell is probably numb. I didn't even notice that the smell has faded."

Indeed, since when, the four of them no longer covered their mouths and noses with their hands, which shows that they have adapted to the foul-smelling environment...

"Wait! What is that?" Honghu, who was walking at the end, suddenly found something and reminded, "There, at the edge of the swamp."

Everyone looked forward as he said. But see... at the edge of the swamp, at the junction of the mud and the stone road, there is a strange shadow crawling on the ground. Look carefully... It looks like a huge palm, stroking the ground...

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Let's talk about it separately, or return to the battlefield where the hidden boss is.

Let's say... Feng Bujue's move [Nan Dou Feilong Quan] was neatly launched.

Fuling was huge and deeply trapped in the swamp, so she couldn't avoid it. So, she took the blow and screamed... A horrible whistle mixed with a foul smell burst out of Fuling's mouth and spread in the battle barrier.

After Feng Bujue succeeded in his attack, he hit and left, climbing and rebounding on the transparent barrier, quickly distanced himself from the boss.

However... the horrible strange sound still entered Feng Bujue's ears. In a very short time, the sound actually destroyed his sense of balance and distance, causing his body to stagger in mid-air and almost fall.

"Tsk... After being injured, he launched this kind of unavoidable feedback attack..." While stabilizing his body, Brother Jue was also analyzing the significance of the boss's various reactions at the game level, "Leaving this aside..." His eyes moved to the point of the attack just now, "Did my attack... really work..."

His suspicion was also reasonable, because in these few seconds, the area on Fuling's lower back that was broken was covered with dark brown material again, looking exactly the same as before the attack, seemingly unscathed.

"Physical attacks are ineffective? Or... her self-healing ability is super strong?" Feng Bujue's mind was racing, and his body was also moving non-stop. Before Fu Ling's next attack came, he had to return to a higher area as soon as possible to gain more detour space.

"Ah! You hateful, dirty ant! When I catch you, I will definitely drown you in the deepest part of this swamp!" After screaming, Fu Ling followed with a scary curse.

"Well... let's try another pure spiritual attack." Feng Bujue ignored the opponent's shouting, jumped up, and came to the top of the arc at the highest point of the barrier.

He first took out the Vajra Bell and activated the special effect 4: [Double the effect of your next spiritual skill (under reasonable conditions)]. Then, he put his hands in front of his eyes and aimed downwards.

"Ah... there's a lot of shit on the gloves..." Brother Jue was muttering as he prepared for the Qigong Cannon, "This boss is big enough... he should be able to absorb 100% of the damage from the Qigong Cannon."

At this point, his eyes were stern. The spiritual energy around him suddenly surged, and the shocking move was ready to be used.

"Optimistically speaking, at least he will be seriously injured..." Feng Bujue said, and he had adjusted the trajectory of the Qigong Cannon to the best angle, and shouted the name of the move in a very childish way, "Fuling! Take my Qigong Cannon!" (To be continued...)