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Chapter 634: Fight First
"boom!"

With a loud bang, dozens of buildings collapsed, leaving deep dents and scattered debris, and Feng Xuefei's retreating figure suddenly stopped.

"Creator? You? Don't think you're great just by beating up a few dreamers. There are many tricks involved! You little brat!"

The third-generation creator, radiating golden light from the inside out, came walking in the air with a very complicated tone. Feng Xue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but a ray of golden light flashed in his eyes.

That was not the light reflected from looking at the Third Generation, but the radiance that emerged from the depths of his pupils and from the bottom of his consciousness.

"Hey, stop playing dead! It's time to pay the rent!"

Feng Xue's consciousness focused, and accompanied by a somewhat unexpected surge of consciousness, his G·I force field suddenly began to change.

In the ideal country of the three generations of creators, the weather, which should have been calm, was covered with dark clouds. Fine raindrops fell from the sky, each drop of which was shone with golden light. A ray of moonlight that came from nowhere condensed behind him and turned into a line of words:

"A clear wind blows with righteousness, a bright mirror reflects the heart, and an ordinary man still wants to save the world from collapse!"

The words shattered, but it was like a force was injected into them. The casual clothes that were somewhat tattered due to the previous collision were covered by a yellow hooded cloak, and an ancient sword that seemed to have ink flowing on it was held in his hand.

Facing this obvious move, the Third Generation showed no sign of interrupting. Instead, he crossed his arms over his chest, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Wan Tianqing? It's not your turn yet!"

As the words came out, three sword lights that arrived almost at the same time were swept away by the invisible and intangible golden light, just like Hongying's lightning light was a worship of Juzhan, the reason why Qingyun's most common self-defense technique was golden light was due to the three generations of creators!
However, the sword's edge that was swept away did not dampen Feng Xue's spirit in the slightest. Instead, the Third Generation frowned slightly.

"The boy hid it quite well! But now that he's been discovered, it's useless."

As he spoke, his momentum was surging, and the small amount of mimic particles mixed in the G·I particles were easily pulled out. Seeing that his little action was noticed, Feng Xue also raised the corner of his mouth and said:
"As expected of you, elder, but no matter what, I will stop you!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you can do it, come and try. Otherwise, go back and give me a grandson!"

The third generation glared at Feng Xue, and a golden light rolled up. Even though Feng Xue's intuition had reacted in advance, he could not avoid this sneak attack.

The whole person flew backwards in a spin. Seeing the old man's figure disappear from his sight, Feng Xue gritted his teeth, and the high-density G·I particles were compressed again, and exploded in his body.

The muscles and bones were almost melted at this moment. Feng Xue seemed to have turned into an elemental creature, performing actions far beyond the limits of what the human body could achieve.

The rain in the air suddenly turned into mist. The third generation swung his palm into the air and raised his left arm backwards. The golden ripples collided with the light, and the ripples swept away the thick white mist, but Feng Xue's figure disappeared again.

"The noise is too loud!" It seemed that such a battle had not been fought for a long time. The old man's face gradually showed some interest. He caught the slightly harsh whistling sound in the air. At the same time, the golden light suddenly curled up, and he swept back with a whip kick.

"puff!"

The light and shadow were scattered, and a figure seemed to be kicked out of the void, but the third generation's face changed, and he made a real dodge for the first time.

"Swish!" The kicked figure seemed to melt, and rolled back along the kick. Unfortunately, the third generation was one step faster, and the attack missed.

"Old man, you're hiding!"

Feng Xue's whole body was wrapped in a yellow aura that faintly formed the outline of a human figure. He reappeared with a smug smile on his face.

The wind has its shape, and if it has a shape it can be touched, and if it is touched it will change. This is the [wind shape]!
Feng Xue, the proud old man, also curled his lips at this, and did not shirk it, but nodded and said:
"That's a good trick, do you have any more?"

"Of course!" Feng Xue started from zero frame again. Referring to the combat system of the Naruto Jinchuriki, the "Cursed Coat" formed by the power of the Yellow King integrated damage reduction, attack, perception, and recovery into one, which was truly almighty. Coupled with Feng Xue's self-developed burst technique based on the principle of instantaneous fighting, it formed an ultra-high-speed combat system at this moment.

However, Feng Xue also knew that if he missed the first attack, it would be difficult for him to achieve success independently, so he added something new to the seemingly ordinary attack!

"Well done!" The third generation did not speculate too much about how Feng Xue would change his moves. He just relied on his confidence and threw a punch. The rain was shaken away, but the wind remained. This unnatural wind was where Feng Xue's body was.

So, the second level of strength!

He swung his fist with force for the second time and actually knocked Feng Xue out of the wind. His left hand, which had been motionless, suddenly clenched into a fist and pulled back, like a big net that completely covered Feng Xue.

But this is exactly what Feng Xue was waiting for!
Feng Xue's body seemed to have escaped the definition of solidity, and actually passed through the "net", leaving only a yellow dress, which was pulled into the hands of the third generation.

The Third Generation didn't know the secret, but years of experience also told him that this was not a good thing. He mobilized the G·I force field to build a defense and threw the yellow clothes out at the same time. However, the yellow clothes seemed to melt. The moment it came into contact with the Third Generation's golden light, it was stained with a metallic color and merged into the light. For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between the two.

Just as Feng Xue was able to hunt down Su Qin's top leaders right under the noses of the Third Generation, since he could deceive the perception of G·I particles, it would not be difficult for him to blend in.

The protective golden light turned into a cage that bound the body, imprisoning the three generations like a viscous non-Newtonian liquid.

The out-of-control Yellow King's power began to infect the third generation's G·I force field, while Feng Xue's body suddenly burst out with unprecedented momentum!
Three colors of light flowed in his palm, the power of the pure yellow curse from the Yellow King, the Yamabuki G·I force field from his own body, and the golden protective light belonging to the Third Generation. The three were swirling in his palm like a small typhoon, and bursts of shrill buzzing sounds erupted from it, faintly forming a slightly shrill whistle solo.

But in this rare opportunity, Feng Xue did not throw the ball in his hand.

The viscous golden liquid suddenly exploded. The third generation looked at Feng Xue with a strange expression, and said in confusion:
"What? Won't you call?"

"Don't treat me like a child! It's time for you to be serious!" Feng Xue held the three similar yet different yellow light balls that were constantly mixing, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"What a pity. I'm curious about the power of that thing." The third generation looked at the ball of light in Feng Xue's hand, but did not respond directly to his meaning.

Feng Xue laughed when she heard this:
"That's not necessarily true. After all, this thing is used like this!"

Before he finished speaking, the hand holding the ball of light suddenly exerted force, and the ball of light that was spinning like a typhoon suddenly shattered. The complex G·I force field was forcibly contained, and the rain clouds in the sky were temporarily blown away. However, Feng Xue's body was wrapped in a layer of strange armor.

"Mirror Shadow Weaponry·Kun Xun Yue Sheng!"

(End of this chapter)