Chapter 187: Canglin Tournament (2)

[Your appearance has been adjusted to the appropriate state by the system from the NPC's perspective . ]

When Feng Bujue walked alone to the place where Bai Dian was killed in the cinematics, the system voice played . Jue-Ge obviously knew that he entered the sight of an NPC and the system voice was the indirect proof .

"Mhmm…" Feng Bujue looked at Bai Dian's body with head lowered, the moonlight's brightness making the scary face even more horrific .

"Senior, if I pretend that I don't know you're hiding close, could you let me pass by?" Feng Bujue suddenly said, his voice was not high, but he didn't sound like he was muttering . His tone was not superior or inferior, but sounded respectful nonetheless .

"Since you already spoke with me, then it proves that not only you know you know that I'm nearby, you also know the answer to the question . " The elder's reply was transmitted back in the wind . It was so scattered, and its source was hard to locate .

Feng Bujue mockingly said, "Could I not have been tricking you?"

The voice was silent, and there was no reply .

"I came here and discovered a body lying on the ground . The dead was wounded by a hidden weapon and wounded at the back of the neck . From the severity, the wound alone is fatal and most likely a sneak attack . The killer only used a bamboo stick and clearly with a deep cultivation force . " Feng Bujue continued, "Therefore, my question of asking whether the killer is nearby, is it reasonable?"

The elder's voice was transmitted again, "Then how do you know this old man is your senior?"

"It's simple, I'm still young, and most of the people in Jianghu are my seniors . " Feng Bujue smiled . "Especially with your technique of killing people with bamboo stick, that is not something used by the young people . Without a profound cultivation force, normal people can't use the technique . "

Feng Bujue has been bullsh*tting till now, only using the information he obtained from the cinematics to deal with the NPC .

"Whatever . . . . regardless if you are tricking me or not… it doesn't change anything . " The old man said, "Go back . " He said the same sentence as the one he told Jade Face Champion heard before the latter died .

"Could I ask what kind of people have the qualification to pass?" Feng Bujue asked .

The response was one word: "Elite . "

"The dead person beside me is not an elite?"

"Yes, but he is from the palace . " The elder man paused, "Therefore, not only can he not pass, he must also die . "

"I'm not from the palace and I'm elite . " Feng Bujue said, "Therefore, I should be able to pass right?"

"Hahaha… hahaha…" The elder laughed out loud and the laughter reverberated nearby .

Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the forest and an old man in blue robe stood meters in front of Feng Bujue .

The old man looked like he was in his seventies with hair all white, but his back was straight . His appearance didn't look too kind but not evil looking either . "Little buddy, get your friends to come out too . "

Feng Bujue tried to play dumb . "What friends?"

"I don't have your wittiness and don't have the interest to trick you . " The old man continued, "I know you have four companions, they are searching for my whereabouts in the dark and you're here to attract my attention…"

"Fine, fine…" Feng Bujue saw that his plan was seen through; he decisively turned around and yelled, "Come out, we've been discovered . "

Little Tan and the group walked out the forest one by one . Dispirited was holding on an MP5 with the muzzle aimed at the old man, ready to fire at any moment . Because the old man didn't know what it was, the old man didn't seem to mind .

"I also want to say, they are all elites as well . " Feng Bujue's tone didn't sound like he was lying .

"Ha… I'm old, but my eyes are not blurry yet . With the footsteps, posture, and breathing…" The old man shook his head . "You little devils… don't know cultivation at all?" He was confident with what he determined, therefore he dared to appear . "Go back, the current Canglin Town is not where you should go . Even the masters that spent decades in Jianghu could hardly guarantee that they could stay alive until the night of the duel . "

"Senior, we are here to watch the duel, not join the duel, the 'masters' enjoy doing warmup matches are their problem . They can fight in a cage all they want, but as long as we don't join . . . " Feng Bujue said .

The elder didn't understand half of what Feng Bujue said . He took a few seconds to process . "Hehe, you don't know anything about Jianghu at all . The things in Jianghu is not as simple and naïve as you imagine them to be . " He walked up a few steps, came in front of Feng Bujue, and stared at Jue-Ge growing thinner by the day, "Also, with your physique, you probably can't beat the people walking on the street . Even if you watched the duel of the sword deities, what could you get out of it?"

"I already said I'm elite, senior, why don't you believe in?"

The old man's expression seemed to be saying, 'you are such an unreasonable child' . He shook his head and said, "Then tell me your title . " He pointed at the body on the ground . "If your title is not as renowned as the Jade Face Champion, you better go back right away and stop embarrassing yourself . "

A curvature appeared on Feng Bujue's mouth, he scorned . "Hmm…" It was his specialty, "I am the Break Sword Village Leader that punched the two Guang provinces, kicked the Suhang Provinces, sliced the three Qin mountains, stuffed the far north, and slaughtered the foreign land without any competition on this piece of land, known as the Unpredictable Madman . . . Feng Bujue . " After he shamelessly said all this, he was still not thrilled, so he shouted his poem title, "My Jianghu colleagues recognize me for my greatness and gifted me a poem: Laughing at hell, breakthrough myriads of soldiers; strategize the knowns and unknowns, calculate the consequences . Unafraid and unfearful, look down on death; not god, not ghost, close to a fanatic demon . "

The old man was stunned . First, he didn't hear Sword Breaking Village before; second, while he didn't hear the name Feng Bujue before, the long title didn't sound like it was made up on the spot . At least, he couldn't make it up himself .

"You…" The old man was short of words . He previously was certain that the five had poor cultivation and even none, but with Feng Bujue's bullsh*tting, he was no longer certain .

Young Master Ji Bu was equally as shocked . He thought Feng Bujue would randomly make up a title common in Wuxia novels, but this guy did an entire paragraph and the content broke through the heaven—the name "Jade Face Champion" paled in comparison with this title .

"Oh, right, I haven't asked senior's title?" Feng Bujue said while putting his fists together .

"Old man is just a servant with a title not worth mentioning at all," the elder replied and he began to realize something . "Little buddy, you're indeed smart and great with words . But elite is not something bluffed . "

"I understand, if senior doesn't trust me . I will show you a few moves . " But what he thought in his mind was: Old man… if it was not for the fact that you're related to the main plotline, I won't be wasting my effort on you . If you insist to stop me here, I will have to invite you to eat some bullets…

Feng Bujue took a step back . "Senior, take one of my moves?"

"Even if I have to take ten, hundreds of moves…" The old man didn't finish .

Feng Bujue activated the title ability [See my move] and selected a fighting ability .

Feng Bujue knew he could at least use a move, but he didn't know what move he would use…

The old man saw that Feng Bujue was about to attack him and didn't dare to act overconfident—no one could guarantee if the young man hid his cultivation and wanted to eat a tiger while pretending to be a pig…

The old man used 70% of his cultivation force and met his palm .

With a bang, Feng Bujue met his palm and backed away five to six steps . Only he knew that one hit alone cost him 30% of his Survival Value . The good thing was that the old man used his force for just defense without pushing the force forward, or else Feng Bujue would be in danger .

"This…" Although the old man didn't move a step, he had a shocked expression . His fist was already scorching red and burning in pain as if it was being ironed .

"Activated an ability with fire element… quite lucky . " Feng Bujue thought, but his expression looked calm . "Sorry for making a fool of myself . "

The old man put his hands behind his back . "Mhmm… I can't believe this old man is wrong today . " He stepped aside . "Young elites, please . "

"Eh? Senior, aren't you going to test the cultivation of my companions?" Feng Bujue pointed at Ji Bu . "Look at this girl, he looks weak . "

"Hello!" Ji Bu was extremely displeased with Feng Bujue selling his teammate .

The old man just pretended that he didn't hear Feng Bujue's latter half of the sentence as he calmly replied, "There is no need, the four must not be underestimated . Leader Feng, please . " He even changed the way he called him .

"The old man seemed to be stunned by me, looks like that ability is super strong…" Feng Bujue thought, "No wonder it used three hundred Stamina value and thirty ability points . "

"Thank you senior," Feng Bujue said while eyeing his teammate, signaling they could leave .

When the five went far on the road, the old man put his palm in front of his face . "Sword Breaking Village Leader, humph… this kid is full of bullsh*t but indeed powerful . " He adjusted his breathing in an attempt to suppress the pain on his palm . "If he is a forty years old man, that palm move is nothing, it was just thirty years of hard training as a virgin . But this kid is only twenty something and could hit produce a powerful palm force . Other than Natural Yang Cultivation Force, there is no other explanation… Ha… when did so many dominant characters appear on Jianghu again? Looks like the masters and elites drawn by the duel of master are far more in number and far more powerful than expected…"