46: Chapter 28: A Battle of Every Inch_2 46: Chapter 28: A Battle of Every Inch_2 The middle-aged man in sunglasses chuckled, “I’ve already said, you cannot deceive each other in this space.
You don’t have the confidence to speak for a thousand years, thus such a lie naturally cannot be uttered.”
Another regulation that forbade lying.
This world was indeed harsh on those accustod to navigating situations with lies.
“Ah…
alright then.
Going back to the battle conditions, how about I decide the thod of determining the victor, and you decide the venue and what assistance you receive?”
Xu Junyi, with his hands in his pockets, calmly looked at him, “If you choose video gas, or a race to decide the victor, in domains unknown to , how should I respond?
Would you say that kind of duel is fair?
Similarly, if I said let’s decide the outco with Chinese chess or Go, would you agree?”
“Let’s forget about board gas.”
He couldn’t find a single loophole to exploit.
He was starting to understand the other’s intent; his Impermanence Skill seed to be established for one purpose only—to create a fair duel as he initially said.
Xu Junyi slapped the round table with his hand, and countless simple drawings flickered across it, finally settling on the image of two little figures engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
“The thod of combat I am designating is the universally understood form of fighting.
Determining victory through fists and weapons has always been the common solution to human disputes across all ages.”
The young man in glasses said sarcastically, “Fighting with you, a muscle man who excels in close combat, sure is fair.”
“Therefore, I’ve given you compensation; you can choose the combat venue and one item for assistance.
If you’re unsatisfied with the disparity in strength, then devise a way to win with intelligence.”
The giant dragon worshiper pointed his finger at the round table, “Place your hand on the table and imagine the duel venue you desire.
It must not contain any traps or chanisms that hinder both parties; we should be able to see all the details within.
If you can’t imagine anything, let the table decide randomly.”
The young man with glasses took a deep breath and placed his hand on the table.
He knew the battle he was about to engage in was extrely unfavorable for him.
Without his superpower, it was like a sniper without a gun, a swordsman without a sword, his skills rendered useless.
Environnt and assistance—these were his only possible ans to turn defeat into victory.
He had to find an environnt in which he might win…
even one that, although transparent to the opponent, could still give him an advantage.
Gongsun Ce tapped into his mories, searching for materials from past battles that might be useful.
The full panorama of the venue materialized before him on the round table: a construction site enclosed by a green fence.
Yellow sand fluttered under the gloomy sky, with steel reinforcent and concrete piled by the blue carpenter’s shed on the vacant ground, a bulldozer stationed beside a mound of earth, a dump truck parked at the shed’s entrance, and lunch boxes and cigarette butts scattered on the sandy ground, as if a group of construction workers had just been working there.
“Oh…”
Just as Xu Junyi was about to say sothing, he noticed a building that looked like an abandoned factory in the center of the construction site.
The image on the round table continued to zoom in, allowing him to see the interior of the old factory—filled with peculiar equipnt such as pumps, lifts, mustard machines seen in repair workshops, as well as welding guns and protective masks seen on construction sites, along with many other shiny silver streamlined devices he couldn’t recognize, leaving him puzzled for a mont.
He also found scattered items on the ground, large machinery, and in many corners of the factory, like screws, bolts, tal scraps…
and particularly large-caliber bullets.
The young man opened his eyes and said, “My designated duel venue is this factory.
I want to confirm the distance—are we appearing here simultaneously?
What will our initial distance be?”
The man in sunglasses clasped his hands behind his back, believing he had already guessed the opponent’s plan.
“Simultaneously appearing, ten ters apart.
You plan to use these spare parts and professional equipnt as weapons for victory.
How will they be used?
Are you going to assemble sothing on the spot with the technology of the City in the Sky?
Or, are you planning to use these materials as ammunition to take my life?”
“…”
The young man with gray hair furrowed his brow, remaining silent.
Such a response only bolstered his confidence in his guess, for even the most cunning opponent could do nothing when required to speak the truth, and upon having their covert combat plans pointed out, silence was all they had left.
The middle-aged man stared into the eyes of his opponent, continuing to exert psychological pressure, “You can request one more piece of combat equipnt.
This item must be of dium or small size and useful in close combat, and I will know what it can do.
If you request firearms, the ammunition cannot exceed two rounds.”
“Thank you for the clarification.
May I also ask what items today’s opponents have chosen?”
Xu Junyi smiled and nodded, “You may ask, but I won’t tell.”
“Very cautious indeed…
Well then, I should think about my weapon.”
Gongsun Ce placed his hand above the round table.
Beneath his palm, a black luminescence erged.
Absorbing all colors, the black turned into twisted lines, slowly rising from the center of the table.
Xu Junyi saw the blade without a blood groove, the hilt wrapped with a bloody cloth, and the spike that extended from the hilt’s end like a twisted cross.
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes—he imdiately recognized that it was a weapon, a weapon that shouldn’t exist in reality.
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