Chapter 724 Addition and Subtraction, Fierce Battle

The shift between offense and defense happens in the blink of an eye!

Ruthless, decisive, willing to sacrifice...?!

Feng Mu's pupils contracted slightly, and his eyebrows changed color subtly.

He could clearly feel the terrifying contraction of Zhang Shenyi's rib muscles, which gripped his fingertips like hydraulic clamps, with astonishing force.

"Trying to break my fingers?"

In the blink of an eye, Feng Mu suddenly exerted force with the five fingers of his right hand.

The fingertips do not struggle blindly, but rather follow the subtle veins connecting muscle fibers and tendons, gently stroking and picking.

[Limit Breaking Technique: Network Seeking] Activated!

At this moment, Feng Mu's fingertips seemed to possess a certain ability to "see through" and "deconstruct".

The tough skin, tightly intertwined muscle fibers, and thick tendons all reveal clear "paths" and "nodes" on his fingertips.

The exertion is no longer brute force, but rather like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, skillfully overcoming obstacles along the natural gaps and weak points.

"puff!"

A thick cloud of blood mist burst out of the wound on Zhang Shenyi's ribs, and the tightly clenched muscles were forcibly torn apart by the strange force that went straight through the tendons.

The intense pain caused Zhang Shenyi's facial muscles to twitch.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Feng Mu withdrew his hand, and at the same time, his left palm cut into the center like a swimming fish, palm facing inward and back of hand facing outward, and slapped the two arms that were coming at him.

"Smack!"

A crisp popping sound.

The two immense forces collided, causing the vacuum vortex in the air to tremble violently, extinguishing it like a candle flame in the wind.

With Feng Mu's immense strength of 36 points, he was unable to completely deflect Zhang Shenyi's fists or completely dismantle his attack. This shows just how terrifying and concentrated the power condensed in Zhang Shenyi's fists was.

However, what makes Feng Mu truly terrifying is not his four-dimensional attributes, but rather his endless stream of incredibly powerful skills that are impossible to defend against.

Even though Feng Mu himself has always been keen on accumulating his various attribute values ​​through various means, strictly speaking, he is not following the purely forceful approach of "overpowering all techniques with sheer strength".

It's not that he can't leave, but that he's never attached to it.

His fighting style is unpredictable and elusive, characterized by its spontaneity and adaptability to the enemy, providing each enemy with the most suitable combat package (skill combination).

The main goal is to provide every opponent with an ultimate combat experience, the kind that you'll never forget until you die.

Seeing that although his fists were deflected, Zhang Shenyi's violent punches did not stop, Feng Mu drew a smooth arc in front of him with both hands, and his arm muscles vibrated rapidly at a unique frequency.

An invisible yet powerful force instantly emanated from his entire body, spinning and condensing rapidly in front of him as his arms swung, transforming into an incredibly solid, transparent energy shield.

A miraculous recovery!

"Pong—!!!"

A deafening roar, like muffled thunder exploding inside a jar, resounded throughout.

Zhang Shen slammed his fist into the transparent dome. The surface of the dome shimmered rapidly, revealing countless fine, spiderweb-like cracks before exploding with a deafening roar.

Just as the dome shattered, Feng Mu subtly spun beneath his feet, and a dense, flexible force field rippled outwards from the soles of his feet, guiding the violent energy of the explosion in all directions like ripples on water. His clothes billowed and fluttered.

The fragments of the exploding Heavenly Rejuvenator mixed with the chaotic air, instantly transforming into countless incredibly sharp, transparent air blades that swept back towards Zhang Shenyi, who was right in front of him.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!!!"

Zhang Shenyi's sleeves, along with the clothes on his upper body, were instantly cut and torn, turning into countless butterfly-like pieces of fabric.

The air blades grazed his skin, as if he were being slowly sliced ​​to death, leaving a crisscrossing network of tiny, bloody cuts on his bronze-colored body.

In an instant, Zhang Shenyi looked covered in blood, as if he had just been pulled out of a pool of blood, and was covered in a horrifying "blood-stained coat".

In reality, these air blades only barely grazed his skin and did not cause any deep wounds.

The biggest damage was that Zhang Shenyi's two thick eyebrows were completely scraped clean by the air blades, leaving not a single one, revealing the smooth brow bone underneath.

This was by no means something Feng Mu did intentionally; it was simply a coincidence.

He wasn't so petty as to retaliate for even the slightest loss of an eyebrow.

Yeah, he won't admit it!

(Thinking to myself: It looks pretty symmetrical, you're welcome.)

Zhang Shenyi clearly also sensed the unusual expression between his brows, and his smooth brows twitched.

His muscles shuddered suddenly, and the blood droplets clinging to his skin flew off, transforming into a dense rain of blood-red needles that pelted down on Feng Mu.

Immediately afterwards, he stomped his foot, and the ground exploded.

The figure moved faster than expected, smashing through the blood-beaded curtain in front of it, and then pressed forward once more.

Like a venomous dragon that had been gathering its strength for a long time, the leg muscles were stretched to the limit, and it fiercely stabbed at Feng Mu's lower abdomen and dantian.

The Thousand-Entangled Silk Force Field that Feng Mu set up in front of him, an invisible net strong enough to freeze and deflect missiles, was pierced through in less than 0.1 seconds by this extremely violent kick.

It was as if a surging river had been forcibly cut in half by this extremely brutal strike!

Its terrifying and concentrated power is several times stronger than the mechanical power fully propelled by the exoskeleton armor.

Zhang Shenyi was truly the most ruthless person in terms of physical strength among all the enemies Feng Mu had encountered along the way.

If it were a week ago, before Feng Mu had completed his "crazy" upgrade, he might have been crushed on the spot by Zhang Shenyi in the face of such a violent and unreasonable attack.

But at this moment, Feng Mu remained calm and unhurried.

His eyes were cold and calm, and he slammed his left forearm straight down, meeting the latter's knee head-on like a needle against a wheat awn.

At the same time, he kicked out with lightning speed with his left foot, his toes pointed straight like a sword, at a tricky and ruthless angle, aiming straight at the lateral ligament of Zhang Shenyi's left knee, which was the fulcrum of his leg.

"Bang!" "Thump!"

Two heavy impacts, almost simultaneously, rang out!

Feng Mu's elbow collided violently with Zhang Shenyi's knee, like two heavy hammers clashing together without any fancy moves.

A dense, white shockwave suddenly exploded from the point of impact, spreading rapidly outwards in a ring, instantly clearing away the grass and leaves on the ground.

Both of them shuddered violently at the same time, and the ground beneath their feet suddenly sank.

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Shenyi forcefully twisted the angle of Feng Mu's left foot, which he had raised as a kick, and blocked it with his shin at the last second.

The bones collided violently without any cushioning, producing a crisp sound that made one's teeth ache.

After the collision, the two figures snapped together and then separated, using the enormous reaction force generated by the impact to slide smoothly backward several meters, carving two deep trenches in the ground.

Feng Mu stopped, gently moved his wrist, and felt a clear stinging sensation coming from the ulna and radius.

He hadn't felt his bones groan under the strain in a long time, and it was obvious that some tiny cracks had appeared on the bones he had been colliding with.

Even so, for him, it wasn't as bad as losing his hair.

What a joke! Those who possess the Corpse Bone Vein are the least afraid of discarded bones.

Moreover, his [plastic blank] has just been passively upgraded by a large margin, so this crack will heal completely in an instant.

Feng Mu reached out and beckoned to Zhang Shenyi, revealing a set of neat white teeth, and said:

"Again, don't stop."

"If that level was your limit..."

Feng Mu's smile suddenly turned cold, and a cold glint flashed on his glasses.

"Then you can't even save your own life, let alone kill me."

Zhang Shenyi remained silent, staring intently at Feng Mu.

Suddenly, his chest expanded as he took a deep breath!

With this inhale, it was as if a whale had swallowed the entire ocean. The air within a five-meter radius around him thinned at a visible speed, emitting a "whooshing" sound as it rushed wildly into his mouth and nose.

His ribcages on both sides were bulging outwards from the pressure of his lungs, making them look somewhat frightening.

Then, he gritted his teeth, his facial veins bulged, and the breath he slowly exhaled from his nostrils was no longer the ordinary white mist, but turned into scalding hot white water vapor, making a hissing sound.

Feng Mu gently supported the frame of his glasses with his index finger. In his special vision, the signature color representing Zhang Shenyi was becoming increasingly deep and dark red at an alarming speed.

The latter's threat index has risen sharply from the previous half-light red and half-scarlet to a deep scarlet red of nearly 80%.

(ps: The threat level observed by [Fraudster's Glasses] is based on a comprehensive assessment of Feng Mu's current state, and currently, Feng Mu is only fighting in a disguised "human form".)

He also has a non-human form that tears away all pretense!

As the smoldering white steam fell from his nose, Zhang Shenyi stomped his foot hard.

"boom!"

It was as if a bomb had exploded on the spot!

He shot towards Feng Mu with tremendous force, and the air between them, which was about ten meters apart, was violently blasted into a long, clearly visible human-shaped ripple.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Bang!"

The two exchanged blows hundreds of times in a very short time, so fast that only a series of clanging sounds like metal clashing could be heard.

Zhang Shenyi's fists darted back and forth in mid-air, their speed increasing rapidly. The shadows of his fists almost merged into one, transforming into an impenetrable blood-red storm that threatened to completely engulf Feng Mu.

Feng Mu also raised his hand into a claw shape, his five fingers bent like hooks, with a faint blackish-gray airflow around his fingertips that seemed capable of tearing through space, moving so fast that it left countless afterimages.

"唳——!!!"

Suddenly, a series of clear yet mournful crane cries echoed through the air, piercing through the howling wind of the fists.

As he swung his claws, black-gray crane claws gleaming with a cold metallic light appeared out of thin air, like ghostly claws from the underworld.

Moreover, after each real crane claw, approximately 0.3 seconds later, an almost identical, but more sinister and imperceptible, phantom claw will appear with a delay.

([Phantom Claw: If a copy of a bone-deep abscess is hidden under your claw, there is a 30% chance of triggering this effect. It can only be triggered during Crane Claw Technique, with a delay of 0.3 seconds.])

Crane claws and illusory claws intertwined to form a deadly net, stretching endlessly, like a flock of cranes fighting for food, tearing and clawing at Zhang Shenyi's vitals such as his chest, throat, and face.

It moves at varying speeds, with intervals between fast and slow, making it completely unpredictable and impossible to defend against.

This is one of the types of bosses in games that players curse the most.

However, Zhang Shenyi's expression remained unchanged in the face of these unpredictable claw shadows.

His eyes still burned with pure rage, and his mind seemed to have abandoned all complex judgment.

Whether it's a real crane claw or a treacherous fake claw, whether it's fast or slow, he just keeps accelerating his punches, accelerating, and accelerating some more.

Use speed to defeat speed, and also use speed to defeat slowness.

Whether it's a real claw or a fake claw, whether it's a fast claw or a slow claw, he'll take them all and crush them one by one.

His approach was simple, brutal, and extremely effective!

—Smash them all with iron fists!

He let out a deep roar, and the blood-red phantoms on his arms suddenly expanded. His fists, adorned with brass knuckles, were like two out-of-control pile drivers, recklessly and frantically hammering at the claw shadows that were coming from all directions.

Straight punches, straight punches, all straight punches at top speed!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Whether it was a solid crane claw or a sinister, delayed phantom claw, both were shattered one after another in mid-air by his indiscriminate and ferocious fist, like fragile glass!

No matter how many variations or feints he makes, I will shatter them all with a single punch!

This was the first time Feng Mu had ever seen someone who, in their initial encounter, was completely unfazed by his "Crane Claw Kung Fu," a combination of feints and real attacks, and instead forcefully countered it using what could be described as the most cumbersome yet most effective method.

Zhang Shenyi's martial arts had no fancy moves or names. In Feng Mu's increasingly sharp eyes, what the latter was using was not some profound martial arts at all, but the purest and simplest basic punches - straight punch, straight punch, and another straight punch.

Yet, even with such a basic fist technique, when Zhang Shenyi unleashed it, it possessed an extraordinary power and domineering presence.

If we say that Feng Mu's path in martial arts is one of continuous "addition," then...

Like a terrifying warmonger, he constantly expands his arsenal and skill set, pursuing an unlimited variety and quantity of firepower to overwhelm the enemy.

Therefore, Zhang Shenyi's martial arts are about simplifying to the extreme.

Abandoning all complicated moves and stripping away all unnecessary techniques, we refine, compress, and purify thousands of moves, focusing on the most direct punches and kicks.

"Pongpongpong——!!!"

The violent collisions, like continuous thunderclaps from a flat plain, resounded in the center of the two combatants, with shockwaves spreading outwards in concentric circles, tearing and ripping up the grass layer by layer.

Zhang Shenyi kept throwing punches, and his punching speed not only did not slow down due to the high-intensity exchange of blows, but continued to increase inexplicably, getting faster and faster with each punch.

Not only is the speed of punching increasing, but the power and intent contained in each punch are also rising steadily.

Although it was still the most simple and unadorned straight punch, in Feng Mu's perception at this moment, it was as if he was no longer facing a single fist, but a series of towering waves that kept surging in.

(End of this chapter)