Chapter 288 A Brief Interlude at the Well of Reincarnation

On the other side of the story, let's look at the Well of Reincarnation…

The Realm of Rebirth, where all sounds return to silence.

Battle intent was like the wind, stirring clothes and hems.

Yan Guiren merely adopted a stance, his long hair and fur cloak rising with the momentum, exuding an air of heroism.

Feng Bujue, on the other hand, pulled out a pipe wrench and a small knife, standing in place with two pitifully short weapons in hand. He didn't strike any pose, but merely bent his legs slightly, relaxed his body, and waited…

The reason for choosing to "strike later" was that Feng Bujue didn't know Yan Guiren's strength. In the pure energy environment of the Well of Reincarnation, Brother Jue's "Data Perspective" was severely affected, so he could only confirm his opponent's strength during the fight.

The confrontation didn't last long…

After a brief solemnity, came an instant of deadly decision.

Yan Guiren let out a deep shout, stepped forward, and thrust his long halberd, the move [Yan Shuttle] instantly arriving.

This first move was extremely dangerous.

Because at this moment, Feng Bujue had no data support from his Data Perspective, his Zero Hour Calculation had not yet collected any data, and he had not yet established any concept of Yan Guiren's speed, strength, or skill.

*Zeng*—

A scraping sound, sparks flew.

At the critical moment, Feng Bujue leaned back and used the pipe wrench to block the long halberd, slightly changing the trajectory of the halberd's edge.

The blade brushed between his cheek and shoulder, slightly grazing his skin.

"Faster than me?" This thought flashed through Brother Jue's mind in an instant, "And… much faster?"

This was a situation Feng Bujue had never encountered before. Although there were some players who could suppress Feng Bujue in terms of speed, Brother Jue hadn't encountered a character in the main universe who could compete with him in speed for a long time. Even among those martial arts NPCs, only a certain short-haired Divine Fist's Fist Master could reach his level, and those Time Officials and Jurors who appeared between S1 and S2 were still a notch below.

Moreover, Feng Bujue had now obtained the power of the [Kongtong Seal] and the [Tiangang Disha Box], so he should be faster and stronger than before…

"As expected of a character from the *Pili* world…" Feng Bujue quickly calmed down and set a baseline for the opponent's speed and strength in his mind. His Zero Hour Calculation also began to operate. "In a one-on-one fight… even if my hard power has the upper hand, the outcome is difficult to predict, and besides, I seem to be at a disadvantage now…"

All of these thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

Before he could readjust his posture, Yan Guiren's follow-up move had already arrived…

In less than a second, the long halberd that had brushed past Brother Jue's shoulder was turned by Yan Guiren's wrist and pressed down with a bang.

Like a lion's mighty force, vast and powerful.

Feng Bujue was pressed to the ground face up by the force of the halberd, and the ground shattered instantly, exploding with a bang.

"Strength…" The vibrating pain from his body didn't stop Feng Bujue's thinking, on the contrary, it made him more awake, “…is also above mine…”

*Chi*—

At this moment, Yan Guiren had condensed his strength and pressed down on the halberd, as if trying to crush Brother Jue's body directly.

"But there's one question…" While Feng Bujue was thinking, he had already slid his body to one side, cleverly escaping the opponent's pressure point.

Seeing this, Yan Guiren's reaction was almost instantaneous. The tip of the halberd tapped the ground and swept out horizontally, following the direction Feng Bujue rolled away, and waved out a vigorous surge of energy.

"You're actually using an ordinary iron halberd to fight me?" Brother Jue said, while somersaulting up to avoid this wave of ground-hugging attacks.

"Drink!"

What responded to Feng Bujue was only a low shout and the second killing move—[Yan Return Spin].

Instantly, Yan Guiren danced his halberd into a circle, chasing after him.

"It seems that he doesn't intend to talk to me before the fight is over…" Feng Bujue muttered in his heart, and then dispelled the idea of using language to disturb and test his opponent in battle. "There's no way… I can only fight head-on."

In that instant, a fishy and sweet scent diffused in the air. At the same time, Feng Bujue's figure turned into a blurred red shadow and disappeared from Yan Guiren's sight…

[Name: Spirit Consciousness Gathering Technique - Extreme]

[Skill Card Attributes: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered]

[Skill Category: Spiritual Arts]

[Effect: After activation, the player can increase their strength and speed in proportion. The greater the increase, the greater the loss incurred.]

[Consumption: ???]

[Learning Condition: Mastered Spirit Consciousness Gathering Technique - Modified]

[Remarks: Originally a basic Taoist technique recorded in the Demon Subduing Chapter of the Seven Ghost Valley Essays, later improved by the 250th generation descendant of the Ghost Valley School, its power is even greater, but the burden on oneself is also more severe; later, it was further researched and modified by a certain Feng surname candidate, and its effect became more extreme. Remember to use it with caution.]

"The feeling of the soul's container being compressed and burned… the realistic feeling that the heart is like an overloaded water pump about to explode…" After activating the skill, Feng Bujue finally temporarily broke away from the opponent's continuous offensive. "If my body density hadn't been greatly strengthened, this kind of move would probably only remain in the theoretical stage… No… even now, I have to make a quick decision…"

Thinking of this, his figure had already flashed to the empty door behind Yan Guiren.

Under the effect of [Spirit Consciousness Gathering Technique - Extreme], Feng Bujue's speed temporarily reached a realm that even he felt a little difficult to control and react to. Therefore, he had absolute confidence that this attack could not be avoided.

*Dang*—

In an instant, the sound of metal clashing announced the result of the attack.

Yes, Yan Guiren couldn't avoid this move, so he didn't dodge… but blocked it.

It must be admitted that Feng Bujue's speed was indeed so fast that it was unmatched. Not to mention dodging, Yan Guiren didn't even have time to turn around. But… his combat intuition was truly unbelievably strong. At the last moment, Yan Guiren took advantage of the momentum and swung the iron halberd that was performing the [Yan Return Spin]. The hard iron halberd in his hand was as flexible as a whip, bending in an arc that dissipated five parts of the force and blocked five parts, barely resisting Feng Bujue's attack.

"Is that enough?" After retracting his move, Feng Bujue did not attack again, but immediately deactivated the skill and asked.

"Enough." Yan Guiren also retracted his halberd, turned around, and restrained his battle intent.

Both of them understood in their hearts… that the other still had more than one trick up their sleeve.

Yan Guiren didn't use his Divine-level weapon, nor did he seriously use his full strength. Feng Bujue's attack from behind only used one hand, and the weapon in his other hand hadn't moved yet.

However, they both felt from the other's actions that this battle only had battle intent and no killing intent, so there was no need to fight to the death.

"Then…" After a pause of two seconds, Feng Bujue said again, "You should know my purpose, right?"

"I know." Yan Guiren replied, "I also know that you don't have much time, so I'll keep it short…"