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Chapter 185 Torture

Because of the counter effect of [Domain Realm·Super Sensation], Jim was forced to make a will judgment.

His will must defeat Feng Buzhi's will in judgment, and the effect of [life replacement] can take effect.

The determination of will has begun.

Jim's will collide with Feng Wuzhi's will.

In Jim's feelings, Feng Fuzhi's will was not aggressive, like a stone.

And this stone is hard beyond imagination.

There is no attack ability, but its defense is amazing.

Let his will continue to impact, but the other party remained unmoved.

He did not fail, but he could never defeat the other party.

After several dozen minutes, Jim finally failed to hold on. He ended his will judgment and the [Life Replacement] card collapsed and shattered.

His [life replacement] failed to be successfully launched.

Now that things have come to this point, the clown Jim finally realized Feng Buzhi's unusualness.

However, this also gave him a special gaming experience, and he felt excited and excited.

The clown showed a serious expression.

"Since [Life Replacement] cannot work, just use normal attacks to reduce the opponent's life. A life of about 4 million may be difficult for ordinary players, but for me it's just a little more time to spend

Forget it."

Jim murmured softly, and saw that Feng Fuzhi, who was opposite, had six additional derivative cards in his hand.

With these six derivative cards used, [Feng Buzhi] on the field suddenly went crazy.

Six arms stretched out their claws, attacked the ground one after another, and grabbed six large pits.

"What is this doing? Is it the cost of using power that leads to confusion?"

"From his performance, he does feel like he is not awake."

The clown thoughtfully and ended his turn.

Feng Wuzhi didn't know that he didn't take any action, so the clown continued to draw cards.

The favor of the Carnival Night comes again, Jim draws the venue card [Carnival Circus] and activates it.

In an instant, the entire duel venue underwent earth-shaking changes.

The duel has become a circus, to be precise, a circus full of various torture instruments.

The mechanical Trojan horse attached to the green flame, the huge chainsaw that caused a violent roar, kept chasing its tail and biting its zombie lion, and the one-legged zebra with three legs...

[Feng Buzhi]'s feet kept trembling, and poisonous fog and sea of ​​fire rose on the ground. His body was immersed in unknown mucus, and his blood continued to fall.

The clown on the field jumped onto the mechanical Trojan.

The clown in the circus was like a fish in water. He waved his whip and the zombie lion kept roaring...

The wonderful performance attracted cheers from the audience outside the venue.

There seemed to be some black shadows shouting outside the field, and occasionally whistling a few times.

In fact, it is not just a dark shadow outside the field.

Even Feng Buzhi, who felt the "reinforcement" of the weirdness, turned his attention to him.

This weird power that can change the terrain is very strange, and seems to have some connection with the "strength" weirdness.

In addition, the black shadow audience outside the venue also looks a bit similar to the black shadow customers in the Forgotten Tavern.

However, Feng Fuzhi didn't observe for too long. He quickly retracted his attention and continued to feel the weirdness of being pulled into his body to "strengthen".

Jim, the clown, smiled.

He directed props from the circus to launch an attack on [Feng Buzhi].

At this moment, Jim, the clown, felt surprisingly happy.

After all, it has been a long time since he met a decent opponent.

And this time, he inexplicably regained the joy of the card duel.

Although his opponent was unconscious and unable to fight back, the 4 million health still gave him some challenges.

The amount of blood is constantly decreasing, and the rate of decline is getting faster and faster.

80%

70%

50%

30%

10%

Then just as Jim felt that victory was in sight and decided to end the game with a laugh, Feng Buzhi suddenly played seven cards in a row.

This time, [Feng Buzhi] on the field did not attack the ground like before, but attacked the clown on the field.

When Jim realized something, his character was stuck.

Deadly, it's straightforward.

All the props in the circus duel were howling dissatisfied, and the dark shadow audience outside the field also started to yell at this time.

Unfortunately, it was useless, and the circus left the venue.

The pain suffered by character card's death was transferred to Jim.

Jim half-squatted on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

He hasn't felt this pain for a long time.

Having endured the physical discomfort, Jim stood up and looked at Feng. "When I felt that I would win, I would easily defeat me? Are you revenge on me in the same way because of my words at that time?



Feng ignored Jim's words, and he was still feeling the weirdness of "reinforcement".

Soon, a new matchup began.

This time at the beginning of the game, before Feng Buzhi changed his three-headed and six-armed form, Jim launched an attack on Feng Buzhi's character card in advance.

As he expected, Feng Buzhi, who had not been converted into three heads and six arms, did not have that high blood volume.

Only one quarter, or less than one million.

But the blood volume of 1 million is also quite large, and as long as he does not eliminate the 1 million blood volume in a short time, when Feng Wuzhi continues to use [Three Heads and Six Arms·Liberation], the blood volume of the character card will instantly change back to 4 million.

Finally, just like last time.

When his character's card card reached 10% of his attack, Feng Buzhi once again played a bunch of cards.

Despite Jim's preparation, his character card died under a series of attacks.

And this is just the beginning.

In the third game, he suffered the same defeat.

In the fourth and fifth games, his character card continued to die.

In the middle, he tried [bloodline replacement] again, and the result was no different from the first game. Feng Buzhi's spirit was like a rock, and he could not win in the judgment of will.

Then there is the sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, and the way other character cards die almost has no change.

A losing in ten consecutive games.

Jim's mentality has some problems.

So in the eleventh round, he did not attack Feng Buzhi.

Feng Buzhi did not attack him, except for the occasional power of casting cards on the ground, Feng Buzhi ignored him completely.

As time goes by, the number of turns continues to move backwards.

After the number of hands increased, both Feng Buzhi and Jim began to fold.

That's it, after a few dozen minutes.

The deck was abandoned and the showdown was over.

Feng Fuzhi won by a health advantage of more than ten times his.

Although his character card was not dead, he was still punished because of the defeat, and a stinging pain appeared in his mind.

The tingling on the head did not stop the game.

Soon, a new match came, and the result was obvious, and he failed again.

fail.

fail.

Continue to fail.

Continuous failures.

No matter how he tries, he will fail, just earlier or later.

The clown can't remember how many games he lost.

He just felt like he was in numbness.

The other party would not attack him actively, but would torture him endlessly.

At this time, he even felt disgusting when he saw Feng Buzhi standing there motionlessly.

"It should have been thousands of games..."

Jim, the clown, rubbed his head hard, looking at the number of matchups in the prompt text - 212.

Have you lost more than 200 games?

There are more than 9,700 games to lose?

Why did he fight this 19999 game?


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