Please ask the dream.

Chapter 566: Confrontation, and then Surpass

"Who will it be today?" After finishing lunch as usual, Feng Xue went to the street to digest his food. Thanks to the capitalists' bone-sucking character, this "evil beast" who was rebellious but still able to create economic value could play his killing competition so openly.

Although he was restricted by the rules of the dream and could not leave the city, and could not even touch anything that was not related to fighting, it did not prevent him from obtaining a steady supply of opponents in this way.

Just like a righteous buddy who is awakened by his handsomeness every day, Feng Xue sat on top of the dilapidated ruins, waiting for today's opponent to arrive. But to his surprise, the noisy commentator in the past was late today.

"Is there no battle today? Well, it's not the first time. After all, it takes time to recruit strong fighters!"

Feng Xue muttered to himself, but his body did not move. He was still sitting on the board that had fallen from some building, meditating about the microcosm.

That being said, it is still unclear whether this thing of his can be called a microcosm. After all, it is just an imitation he made based on the brief feeling of being endowed with a microcosm and the infinite power of photon whirlpool. However, in this idealistic world, he feels that it is a microcosm, and so it is a microcosm, and he can also continuously tap into infinite potential from it through meditation.

This wait lasted until night fell. Suddenly, Feng Xue, who had closed his eyes and visualized the nine stars of the Big Dipper, raised his eyebrows. He opened his eyes and saw a muscular man appear at the end of his vision. The figure was strange and familiar, which made Feng Xue a little stunned for a moment. But then, he suddenly jumped down from the ruins, bathed in the starlight, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"So, has it already reached this time?"

Feeling the terrifying force fed back by his flesh-modified body, Feng Xue looked at the evil beast gradually approaching, and a small copper bell also appeared.

There was no trash talk and no commentator. As the small bell made a crisp sound, the two men moved quickly.

It was no longer a round-based battle like in professional fighting where you punch me back. Both sides instantly raised their fighting spirits and crossed the distance of over a hundred meters, followed by a torrential rain of blows!

"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

Fists collided in the air like a storm, constantly compressing and exploding the air, turning into waves of impact and raising dust. In this rising smoke, two men of similar physiques were almost face to face, constantly swinging their fists. Not only were the two pairs of fists colliding with each other, but both sides' bodies were also constantly enduring each other's continuous blows.

The fist filled with murderous intent carried unparalleled power, and the determination to smash the person in front of him into pieces was far more direct and brutal than anyone could imagine.

The physical pain was forgotten at this moment, and the only remaining rationality was overwhelmed by the strong fighting spirit. The belief in breaking through everything and the will to fear nothing turned into the strongest spear and shield, and the shield was constantly broken and the spear was shattered in round after round of bombardment.

But that was only a matter of a moment. After the shield was broken, it became a more solid shield. After the spear was broken, it became an even sharper spear. Will and belief were sublimated in the collision. The streets behind the two men had been flattened by the aftermath, but the two men who were bearing the impact head-on did not give an inch.

Although they seem to be evenly matched, the gap between the two sides has become apparent at this time. Feng Xue's body, which has undergone flesh modification, is obviously far superior to the evil beast's original physique in performance. But even if he realizes this, it is difficult for the evil beast to retreat, because the moment he retreats, his belief that he can take all attacks without dodging or evading and remain safe and sound will be flawed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the almost synchronized sounds of the blows became a little chaotic, and the beast's movements suddenly changed at the cost of taking a few more punches. He did not take the opportunity to dodge or retreat, but while taking the blows, he accumulated a powerful attack.

"coming!"

Feng Xue naturally would not ignore such details, or rather, all of this was within his expectations. The evil beast with its fist clenched under its ribs burst into sparkling starlight, like a falling meteorite, emitting dazzling light.

however……

You can see it!
Feng Xue, who had already held his breath, felt his sense of time suddenly stretched. The sixth sense of his microcosm, the pulse of time that he had grasped during multiple time stops, came into fruition at this moment.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

Amid the sound of the second hand sliding extremely slowly, as if it was stuck, the punch that was obviously as fast as light was so slow.

However, Feng Xue did not use the stretched sense of time to resolve the attack. Instead, he "slowly" moved his hands. Seemingly meaningless movements intertwined on his chest. The burning sensation brought by the rapid movements in the stretched sense of time stimulated Feng Xue's developed sensory nerves, but these seemingly meaningless movements turned into a hint to concentrate to the limit.

So, he transcended light!

The punch that arrived first seemed to be nothing special and collided with the meteorite that was halfway through. The extremely powerful! tyrannical! strong! punch was blasted away head-on. The next moment after turning the arm into powder, the fist pierced through the chest of the evil beast.

The beast's body was covered with cracks like glass products, and finally turned into pieces and completely disintegrated. Feng Xue had just had time to feel the burden on himself after the punch was thrown, and he sank into a half-asleep and half-awake state in the dream-like feeling.

His consciousness suddenly became clear, and Feng Xue returned to the node selection interface again. All the things he had seen and heard before were reflected in his mind, either clearly or vaguely. As always, the more relevant the content was to the fight, the clearer it was in his memory, and vice versa. He forced himself to use the brain power of an architect to repeatedly recall the content that was so vague that it was almost forgotten. Only after he was sure that he would not forget it did Feng Xue finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Although the system is a bit stupid, I have to say that this fighting style can really catalyze the architect's beliefs and will."

Recalling the battles he had fought as a vicious beast, the feeling of stimulating the microcosm kept reappearing in his mind, and then it turned into a bit of helplessness.

"The full version of [Imperial Car] is still too burdensome. With my progress in physical transformation in reality, I'm afraid I'll have to switch to the second system immediately after a punch. However, the 'Strong Fragment' that comes with it after hitting can be considered an instant death effect. It's a high risk, high reward deal."

After recalling the experience of this dream and roughly sorting out the parts he still remembered, Feng Xue turned his attention back to the node selection interface.

"Hmm? [Safe Corner]... Did we successfully reach the core area?"

(End of this chapter)