“A blade cuts three *chi* of water... a halberd sweeps nine *zhang* of the deep..." As Feng Bujue charged, he actually recited lines reminiscent of martial arts film narration, "Speed complements power... flexibility assists strength..."

Even as he spoke, he had already reached Sabo.

Relying on the high speed gained from the Instant Activation of Spirit Consciousness Convergence Technique, combined with [Zero Hour Calculation], Feng Bujue unleashed layers upon layers of blade shadows at an astonishing rate.

And Sabo in his transformed state... was by no means easy to deal with. Faced with this dazzling attack, his massive form still shifted left and right, dodging and weaving, avoiding every blade...

"Tch..." Although Sabo had not yet been hit, he was quite frustrated in his heart, "Clearly just a guy with a combat strength of 250..." As he spoke, he glanced at the combat strength detector, "But the moment he slashes with his cleaver, his combat strength increases to a level that can hurt me..." He quickly understood the problem, "There must be something wrong with the cleaver in this kid's hand..."

As he pondered, Feng Bujue's offensive did not stop, nor did his narration: "An unparalleled martial arts path... a life and death journey of blades and halberds..."

At this moment, Lu Bu's figure also moved, he attacked the other side of Sabo, assuming a stance, slowing the opponent's movements, "Hey, Crazy Feng, just tell me what to do directly, no need to recite it in such a pretentious way."

"Nonsense, if I didn't recite it in this form, wouldn't this toad spirit understand it?" Feng Bujue replied with perfect confidence.

Lu Bu was momentarily speechless, thinking to himself, "That seems to make sense..."

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"So that's how it is..." Below the stage, Ruo Yu saw the scene on the arena, her heart relaxed, and she murmured, "By exploiting the loophole that poetic verse, classical Chinese, and narration cannot be accurately translated by the system, they can communicate in front of their opponent."

"Yeah... Lu Bu is at least a literate ancient, and Jue-ge's narration is even more simplistic than doggerel, so Lu Bu must understand it," Xiao Tan continued, "But Sabo, this foreigner... oh no... alien, can't accurately understand its meaning."

"Hmm... this is bullying someone for being uncultured..." Qisha commented from the side, "I feel like I've learned a trick..."

"Hey, hey..." Xiao Tan narrowed his eyes and looked at Qisha, "Saying 'learned a trick'... are you sure you can just spout doggerel like Jue-ge...?"

"Uh..." Qisha was stunned, "Right... this guy is thinking, hitting, and reciting all at the same time... the difficulty isn't low..."

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Back on the martial arts stage...

Sabo, seeing that he was sandwiched between the two, was secretly pleased in his heart: "Hmph... two big idiots, you actually thought you had some good strategy after discussing it for so long, but it still turned into a three-way melee at close range..."

The situation developed once again as he had hoped, making Sabo very happy. How could he have imagined that Feng and Lu, who had no coordination just a few minutes ago, were now vastly different...

"Advance when they dodge, dodge when they advance, gather qi in the weapon, concentrate without releasing..." After Lu Bu joined the battle, Feng Bujue's narration began to progress in a more specific direction, "The blade goes entanglement, slip, wind, rub, draw, intercept, short and dangerous... the halberd goes extend, wipe, hook, chop, cut, split, long and strong..."

"This is really annoying..." Lu Bu thought to himself as he attacked according to Feng Bujue's instructions, "This makes it seem like this kid is teaching me how to fight..."

Annoying as it was, Lu Bu still did as Jue-ge said. He was, after all, an expert, and no matter how much he emotionally disagreed with the other party, he was still rationally clear... Feng Bujue's instructions were correct, even brilliant.

Of course... it was precisely because he vaguely perceived Jue-ge's "brilliance" that Lu Bu became more and more annoyed... He knew that it was unlikely that he could command while fighting like this. The thought that a "small fry" also had strengths that he didn't ignited a nameless fire in the heart of this peerless ghost god.

"The blade entangles the enemy's movements, leaving no room for retreat, the halberd strikes straight and steady, using stillness to control movement..." After saying this, Feng Bujue's movements actually became a bit faster.

In an instant, the three fought into a团.

Demons and gods stood side by side, attacking from the left and right, afterimages flashed, and metal clanged.

The blade was complex and dense softness, the blade like thunder, the shadow bloomed in all directions, making people overwhelmed.

The halberd was pure and neat strength, the halberd was like a raging wave, shaking mountains and rivers, forcing the enemy to be fearful and resisting.

Fighting spirit, energy, armor, weapons... intertwined into a dance of blades and halberds, brilliant and flying.

This battle, as fierce as the wind and as violent as thunder, made the spectators feel suffocated.

However...

"Swallowing and opening turns strength to softness, movement and stillness change again and again." Before long, Feng Bujue's tone even became lazy, as if this battle was extremely easy.

And on the other side, Sabo...

"Wh... what's going on..." After fighting for dozens of rounds, Sabo felt he was gradually losing ground, and he said anxiously in his heart, "Is it my illusion... ever since that Feng Bujue started chanting strange spells, their coordination has become more and more tacit..." He looked at the combat strength detector again, "Outrageous... their combat strength has dropped to a level even lower than before, but they're actually suppressing me?"

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"What a Lu Bu..." At this time, the professional commentator on the stage, Six-String Head.Cang, spoke again, "With just a few simple instructions, and a short period of testing and familiarization... he can cooperate seamlessly with Feng Bujue and perform such exquisite linked attacks... Even when Yi Ye Shu and Feng Zhi Hen joined forces to fight Qitian Di, their cooperation was not so close."

"Ah, cough... cough... In terms of 'martial arts,' Lu Bu has indeed reached the pinnacle." Suddenly, a weak, coughing voice took over Cang's words, "In this battle... if you want to say who contributed more, Lu Fengxian accounted for at least 70%."

When the others heard this, they turned their heads and saw Lonely Marquis, and Jeru Gandis behind him.

"However... if you want to say who is the leader of the battle and the key to victory..." Lonely Marquis said, his eyes moved slightly, looking at the arena, "Without a doubt... it's Feng Bujue."

"So it's the Civil and Military Crown." When Cang saw Lonely Marquis, he also turned around to greet him, "Sorry for not welcoming you..."

"String Head is too polite." Lonely Marquis bowed, "Cough... cough cough... I'm late."

Jeru Gandis coldly explained from the side, "I wanted to ambush Taira no Kiyomori, but I encountered a guy named Qiu Yi... It took me some time to deal with him." He gestured towards Sabo with his eyes, "Oh, by the way, that Qiu Yi... seems to be a companion of that guy on the stage... They're wearing the same combat suit."

"Oh?" Cang and the strategists around him were all a little surprised by this news, "This righteous man... please tell me in detail..."

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"The blade is swift and the halberd follows, the enemy is difficult to understand, vertical and horizontal intersection is wonderfully infinite, trapping the enemy deep in the chaotic formation, four ounces can move a thousand pounds."

On the martial arts stage, the blade and halberd were still subduing demons.

Feng Bujue's narration continued, and his and Lu Bu's combined attack became more and more smooth.

And Sabo was retreating steadily... At this moment, he had been stuck by the two, and there was no gap to escape into the air. Several times... he had to use that "high-speed air bullet" to defuse the danger, but this air bullet had very little power, and could only solve immediate problems, and could not fundamentally reverse the situation.

"Damn it!" Finally, Sabo's anger accumulated to the peak and exploded...

Jue-ge's incomprehensible language made him irritable; he couldn't understand how he was being suppressed by two people with lower combat power than himself; and more importantly, he vaguely felt that... from the moment the two began to cooperate with each other, they had never used their full strength. In other words... he was being driven to a dead end by two "inferior warriors" who had only used 70-80% of their strength.

"Heh... this guy is jumping over the wall in desperation..." When Feng Bujue saw the other party roar, he knew that the moment of victory had arrived, and he said with a sneer, "It's time..."

"Hmph... you don't need to tell me, I can see it too!" Lu Bu's eyes sharpened, and he raised his halberd, ready for the final blow.

"Let me teach you the power of Sabo-sama!" Sabo roared wildly, and after taking a round of combined attacks from Feng and Lu, he exploded and ascended.

He raised his hands high in the air, concentrated his whole body's energy to the limit, and concentrated it between his palms, forming a huge purple light sphere: "I'm going to turn you and this arena into powder!"