Thriller Paradise Chapter 715: Dave’s World (14)

Although Feng Bujue worked very hard to continue the game,...the huge power gap still exists objectively.

By the end of the first ten rounds, Jue Ge's record is: zero wins, five draws, and five losses.

In a sense, this is no longer between him and the shooter, but between the shooter and Yang...

Feng Bujue looks more like an audience. He will come up to make soy sauce from time to time, and then go down again... and then watch the performance of the two "Dart Fruit World" great gods.

"It's your turn to attack again, Dave." At the beginning of the eleventh round, the shooter went to the bar, poured himself a glass of wine, and said to Brother Jue, "You still have to stick to that speed and strength. Are they all ordinary straight darts?"

"Haha..." Feng Bujue smiled without saying a word. He silently stepped forward, raised his hand, aimed and threw the dart, and then watched Yang easily dodge the dart he threw.

"Does this have something to do with what casting method I want to insist on subjectively..." On the surface, Brother Jue looks calm, but the line in his heart is, "If I can cast yours The super killer style of dart, will I not shoot?"

By now, Feng Bujue no longer had any expectations about the basics of "questioning". The only hope in his heart is...Lao Yang can do a few more rounds to make the number of "tie" rounds a little more. As long as the number of tied rounds reaches twelve rounds, he will not lose his temporary work permit.

"Huh..." Looking at Feng Bujue who missed the shot again, the archer sneered, "It looks like...you still don't plan to play with us seriously..." His eyes flickered, "You are Feel...Is the strength I have shown so far not worthy of being your opponent?"

"I didn't say that..." Feng Bujue replied with a blind eye.

"Okay, you don't have to deny it." The archer waved his hand and interrupted Brother Jue, and looked at Yang. "Old man, we seem to be looked down upon...Should we be more serious?"

"Um..." Yang Shen replied, "I mean it too." While speaking, his bald head swung in the direction of his left and right shoulders twice. The bones around his neck made a karakal sound, "It just happens to be... the warm-up is almost done."

"Hey...have it all been just warming up so far..." Feng Bujue looked at them, and didn't know what to say except to complain.

"I'm optimistic! Dave, this is my real strength!" Said it was too late, then soon, the archer gave a soft drink, and then stood up from the bar and came in the narrow space of the bar Several harriers turned over, and then, turned their backs and threw a dart!

Darts. Or ordinary darts.

But the air current that the dart brings out is already in the shape of a spear, like running away from thunder and lightning, and it is terrifying.

"Hmph..." On the other side, Yang's face also showed a sneer, "Then I should use some real skills!"

Before speaking, he... burst his shirt.

But see... this two-meter-tall bald-headed brawny man has only a breath of energy. He turned the bartender's clothes into a pile of rags.

"Drink~" Yang, with his upper body, tightened his sturdy muscles, lifted his breath and pondered...

A wave-like air flow instantly swirled around his body, pushing the apple above his head into the air.

"Nani!" The archer was slightly startled when he saw this. "Could this be the legendary...Apple field..."

"Yes." Yang replied with a smile, "Concretize his own control over Apple, create a force field that can move Apple freely, and an absolute field that can be avoided by any attack!"

While the two of them are talking. That apple, and that dart are all flying around in the air...It's like two flies, there is no stopping tendency at all.

"Well...One suddenly exploded in Japanese without any sense of violation. He also said the other's moves with a serious face...The other responded, solemnly using a set of second-secondary theories. The principle of the moves is explained again..." Feng Bujue’s mood at the moment can only be described by the word "egg pain". He shook his head and said softly, "According to this comic-style development... the next step should be It will be a continuous turning point..."

I don't know if I should be happy for Brother Jue, because...he really guessed it right.

"Huh...it's a pity..." After a few seconds, the Sagittarius's expression changed. "Even in the Apple domain, I can't escape my blow!" He waved his arm and smiled, "More Three seconds later! My dart will hit!"

Just after the word "中" was exited, his dart that had already let go...accelerated again in the air, rushing towards the apple at a speed far exceeding that of the apple, and at an incredible angle. .

"This...this is..." In this duel, Yang was surprised for the first time, "The legendary...the limit of talent?"

"Accept your fate! Yang!" Sagittarius said, "In front of my "Absolute Preview", there will be no exceptions!"

"How can I admit defeat here!" Unexpectedly, fighting spirit reignited in Yang's eyes, "Ah--" Then, there was a howl like a pig.

Along with his cry, the speed of the apple in midair suddenly increased, surpassing the speed of the dart once again.

"Mom...Masaka..." The archer's Japanese became more and more natural, "You... have actually realized the'limit of tempering'!"

"Huh...how about it, old man." Yang replied, "Three seconds have passed, and your "absolute preview" has been broken by me!"

"Don't be proud...I haven't lost yet..." The archer opened his teeth and danced his claws, making claws with his hands, as if he was remotely controlling a dart in the distance.

"Then try to hit the apple..." Yang also took a steady step~IndoMTL.com~ raised his head and squirmed.

Which...whhhhhhh...

For a time, the bar was filled with the sound of two air currents interleaving. This eleventh round of dart shooting at Apple turned into a tug of war.

However, the result of this victory and defeat is such that it doesn’t really matter anymore...

Because, when the shooter and Yang Quan stared at the dart and fruit in midair, Feng Bujue had already quietly walked to the bar, followed by the shotgun and temporary work permit, and then... quickly and quietly left. To the bar...

It wasn't until fifteen minutes later, when the Sagittarius and Yang decided the winner, that...there was no one in the bar.

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"Ah... that's not bad..." Feng Bujue, who left the bar, languidly pedaled his bicycle towards the address of the tenth recipient, "Although it was a waste of time, but ...Smoothly supplemented the survival and physical value, and got a reliable shooting weapon...It is worthwhile to suffer some mental pollution." (To be continued!

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