Chapter 680: Harem (Sixteen)

"Normally, when facing this kind of all-round indiscriminate defense, choosing any point and concentrating efforts to break through... is a desirable strategy." Feng Bujue continued, "But this method, for It is ineffective for the 'real-time fine-tuning' force field." He looked at Ji Fenglong and said, "For example, City Lord Ji, your Saint Yuan Wall... if I focus all my slashes in one direction. Come here, it will be easier for you. You can immediately transfer all the holy energy of the force field to the point where the force is received, and firmly block the attack."

When Brother Jue said these words, Ji Fenglong no longer had the energy to respond to him...

At this moment, although Ji Fenglong's Saint Yuan wall has not collapsed yet, it is already covered with cracks and is about to be destroyed. She could only keep the force field unbroken by continuously outputting her holy energy to the surrounding barriers. Therefore, she very much hopes that Brother Jue will continue talking. It is best if he keeps talking until the power of the eight impacts is exhausted, or until the sand in the hourglass runs out...

"But... the method 'she' taught me can solve this problem very well." Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly, and he continued what he just said, "Let's take City Lord Ji's defensive force field as an example... Although it looks like It seems to be a perfect circle, but... what would happen if I exerted eight very strong and slightly different impacts on this circle from eight regular and mutually opposing directions at the same time?

"A terrible man..." At this time, Ji Conglong had already given Feng Bujue such an evaluation in her heart. She thought to herself, "After using the move just now, his own body was already overwhelmed and almost exhausted. Collapse... But his expression is still so calm, and his thoughts and words are very organized and orderly... Not to mention ordinary people, even Yuan Sheng level masters are unlikely to suffer severe physical damage and unbearable pain. To get down to his level..."

"The result is like this... Although your Saint Yuan wall has not yet been broken through, but..." Feng Bujue continued, "... the flaw has already appeared."

At this point, Brother Jue raised his hand. He pointed towards the Saint Yuan Wall in front of Ji Conglong. The place he pointed to was the intersection of a group of cracks: "If I read it correctly... there is the breakthrough point of your Saint Yuan force field... And, follow this trajectory... Your protective gas shield can also be broken."

Hearing this, Ji Conglong's eyes flashed with fear; followed by a trace of murderous intent...

"It's unreasonable... After a gambling fight, the owner of the Broken Sword Tea House with unknown origin... saw my cover..." When Ji Conglong thought of this, he almost made up his mind to kill Feng Feng. Unconscious.

It turns out that the place that Brother Jue was pointing to just now... that is, the place three-thirds of the way to Ji Fenglong's navel... is exactly where the Yuan Sheng's cover is.

Covering the door...for practitioners. It's like "Czech Fried's leaf mark", "Achilles' heel", or "Ozil in the human wall"... In short, it is a very critical problem that cannot be overcome through practice. weakness.

Usually only you know your own secret door. Even the master who teaches you doesn't know where your apprentice's secret door is. In most cases, the secret will be kept in the coffin by the practitioner; unless the practitioner tells it to others personally, no one else will be able to tell it.

However, Feng Bujue, who had no idea about this, actually "pointed out" the location of Ji Fenglong's cover door. This... is enough to make the other party murderous.

"This man is clever and cunning, with extraordinary skills, and his mind is incredible and unpredictable..." Ji Fenglong said, "Whether he is an enemy or a friend, he is beyond my control... I must find an opportunity. kill him……"

On the other side, Feng Bujue still didn't know what the other party was thinking. He continued: "It is said that there is an ability in the world called the 'Death Eye'. People with this ability can see on the surface of things. The criss-crossing lines and the many points that make up the lines; lines are 'lines that easily divide and destroy objects', and points are the 'death of things'..." He paused, "Although I don't have this kind of ability to be called A rare ability that defies the heavens. But...my move [Lan Jiao-Eight Gate Kai Bird] can make the 'thread' appear within a certain period of time through the principle of Qimen Dunjia..."

"Just blow it... isn't it just a powerful kick from eight directions with slightly different weights... and Qimen Dunjia..." Xu Huaishang in the pavilion said with vacant eyes.

"Well... the sand is almost gone..." Feng Bujue ignored Xu Huaishang's complaints, raised his head and glanced at the hourglass, and then raised the fingers of his right hand, "City Lord Ji, I want to break through your Saint Yuan." The wall and protective gas mask are closed. Don’t be surprised if I touch your abdomen with my finger.”

"Wait a minute!" Ji Conglong's face showed a look of urgency, and he immediately stopped him, "No need! I give up!"

In the critical situation, Ji Fenglong's judgment still remained quite rational. Knowing that he was destined to lose, at least he couldn't let that man take advantage...

You know, since she can remember, Ji Fenglong's body has never been touched by a man. Let alone skin-to-skin contact, I have never experienced anything like touching my arm through clothes. She proposed the bet in front of her with the mentality of "never being touched".

Therefore, she decisively chose to admit defeat and stopped Feng Bujue's actions.

Brother Jue also seemed "very graceful". He shrugged and said with a noncommittal expression, "Okay, I accept." After that, he turned around and jumped back into the stone pavilion.

"Huh... That's great." As soon as Brother Jue's feet touched the ground, he staggered two steps and fell towards the stone table.

"Hey... Are you okay..." This time it was Xu Huaishang who became nervous. She hurried forward to help Brother Jue and helped him sit down at the table.

"Of course there is something wrong..." Feng Bujue replied, "The survival value is still 12%, the physical value has been used up more than 2,000, and a consumable item has been consumed."

"You are also very hardworking..." Xu Huaishang stammered, "Well... Thank you."

In the final analysis, Brother Jue risked his life, and objectively speaking, he also "saved" Goddess Xu once. Thinking of this, Xu Huaishang still said thank you from the bottom of his heart.

Unfortunately... this gratitude soon disappeared, because...

"Don't thank me..." Feng Bujue replied, "Actually, I had planned to sell you out... I was just bluffing just now. If she refuses to surrender, then I'll be done." He spread his hands and continued nonchalantly, "My current physical condition no longer allows me to move at super high speed in a short period of time. Even if I find the opponent's weakness, I don't have the ability to break through the two layers of defense with my physical body."

"What!" Xu Huaishang's face turned red when she heard it, but she immediately suppressed her anger, looked at Ji Xunlong on the lotus pond from a distance, and then lowered her voice to Brother Jue, "Then why are you still playing the bet doubling? Are you sick?"

"Don't understand... This is the high-end way of bluffing." Feng Bujue replied, "Even if you have a bunch of loose cards in your hand, as long as there is a possibility of a flush on the cards, you and the opponent with three aces shouting all-in, the opponent will have to panic."

"Just pretend to be sure of winning and die?" Xu Huaishang replied.

"It was because I was 'playing like I was sure of winning' that the other party felt psychologically pressured." Feng Bujue continued, "Besides, my [Rain Legs - Eight Gates Bird] and the theory of Qimen Dunjia are all real stuff... This is called reality within illusion, illusion within reality... Between these illusions and reality, the other party's psychological pressure gradually accumulated, until finally... she believed the falsehood as the truth, and made the decision to surrender."

"But all of this is based on one premise..." Xu Huaishang followed Brother Jue's thinking and continued, "You are sure that she would rather admit defeat than let you touch her. Her?"

"I'm about 70% sure." Feng Bujue replied, "Of course, if she really thinks it's okay to be touched by me, I'm not afraid. I will show my lustful expression in time, make up a more lewd name for the move, and ask one more question before making a move... 'City Lord Ji, are you ready to take my move of picking chrysanthemums and playing with the hills? '"

"Oh..." When she heard this, the expression on Xu Huaishang's face had returned to calm; she said "oh", was silent for a moment, then looked directly at Brother Jue, and couldn't help but say, "To be fair, your shamelessness is really refreshing to me..." (To be continued..)