Usually, clowns appear in circuses, in the spotlight, or on the screen.
The clown's outfit is just a prop to please the audience, and the actors themselves will not like this.
They performed a ridiculous plot, and their hearts were as calm as water.
And if a person can dress up as a clown in private and entertain himself, then the person's spirit will obviously not be normal.
Jim is such a clown.
After losing more than 200 games in a row, the clown suddenly became happy.
It was like taking a hilarious medicine. The clown laughed happily, and he covered his stomach and laughed wildly on the ground.
After laughing for more than ten rounds, the clown became happier the more she laughed, and the happier the more she laughed.
Then after being happy to the limit, the clown suddenly stopped moving and lay down for more than a dozen rounds.
After that, the clown laughed again.
He became an optimistic and cheerful clown, and began to use his deck normally, enjoying the fun of card matchups.
As time goes by, the clown sees Feng Buzhi's cards constantly strengthening.
The initial reinforcement was generally around 30. As the matches continued to increase, Feng Buzhi strengthened a card after each match.
Unconsciously, Feng Buzhi's cards have generally become 50.
Looking at Feng Buzhi's card level, his face was full of happiness and his expression suddenly changed, and he began to cry loudly.
There is indeed a card showdown, but this fun is built on victory.
How could he be happy after losing more than a thousand games in a row?
What's more, after failing in each game, he will be punished and tortured by inhumane pain.
After crying for dozens of rounds, the clown gradually calmed down.
His expression was as calm as a puppet.
The clown lay motionless on the ground, except that the body would tremble a few times due to punishment at the end of each game, the clown's body would not show any movement.
In this way, the clown remained silent for hundreds of games.
The clown stood up again. In order to speed up the game, he began to commit suicide.
It turns out that suicide is not a good feeling.
After committing suicide for hundreds of games, the clown laughed again and had a normal showdown with Feng Buzhi.
Time keeps passing.
8000 games.
4000 rounds.
2000 games.
1000 rounds.
500 rounds.
200 rounds.
100 rounds.
The consecutive defeats have reached 9,900 without realizing it.
It came to the last hundred rounds.
The expression of the clown who plays cards mechanically like a puppet has changed.
A hint of agility appeared in the turbid and empty eyes, as if he had come alive from the state of a walking corpse.
There are only the last hundred games left. As long as these hundred games are finished, everything will be over.
The clown cannot describe whether it is an excitement or another emotion.
Anyway, it's almost over.
And at this moment, there was a slight change in the duel venue.
——Feng didn't know how to move.
To be precise, it’s not that Feng Buzhi moved anymore, Feng Buzhi was moving all the time, but Feng Buzhi moved a little strangely this time.
In the clown's feelings, Feng Buzhi was like a machine, a ruthless card-playing machine.
The machine ignored him. No matter what means he used, the machine was standing there, showing an expression of thinking.
This machine will draw cards regularly and play cards to the open space on the field.
He doesn't have to worry that Feng Wuzhi will hit his character card, because the cards Feng Wuzhi used will avoid him.
Generally speaking, Feng Buzhi's hand will always retain about five cards.
When his attack reduced Feng Buzhi's blood to about 10%, Feng Buzhi would suddenly play all the cards continuously to use them.
Even if he is lucky enough to persevere for one round, he will die in the next round, without any exception.
In addition, Feng didn't know that this card-playing machine would not make any other unnecessary actions.
And now, Feng Buzhi suddenly stretched.
What's going on?
Can machines stretch?
...
Feng Buzhi moved his body and looked at the information formed by the strange murmur.
【The final ultimate battle is in progress】
【Current match count 9902】
【Winnings, 9901/10000】
"Is there only less than a hundred rounds left?"
Feng Buzhi murmured softly, his tone felt like he was frustrated.
In fact, he did fail.
When he defined himself, he once again overestimated himself.
When he told the Joker that he had won 10,000 games in 19999, although he gave 10,000 games to understand, he actually estimated that it would be enough to be around 5,000 to 6,000 games.
He reserved other time for himself to practice for the remaining thousands of games.
As a result, it was not until 9900 games that he could barely master the application of "reinforcement" weirdness in reality.
"Sure enough, the road to cultivation is full of all kinds of setbacks."
Shaking his head slightly, Feng Buzhi looked at the card in his hand.
[Moke Finger Jue·Three Entry into Hell 99], [Picking Flower Finger 99], [Vajra Carving], [Fire of the Furnace·Incandescent 99], [Self-Regeneration 99].
Except for the Vajra Carving, which is the silver ring on his wrist, that is, the silver ring on his wrist, cannot be strengthened, all the cards in his deck have been strengthened to the 99 limit at this time.
Of course, this is not the real limit.
According to Feng Buzhi's feelings, this "strengthening" weirdness can cause quantitative change to qualitative change.
However, it cannot be done in a card duel, it must be done in reality.
Feng Fuzhi estimated that he would reach the superposition state of "reinforcement 99" and "advanced strengthening" in reality, and then further strengthening, which would cause qualitative changes at that time.
While thinking, Feng Fuzhi picked up [Diamond Carving].
After feeling this card for a while, Feng Fu found that it was indeed impossible to strengthen. Diamond Charm seemed to be a strange power of higher level, so it could not be strengthened.
“Use [diamond carving].”
Between the words, Feng Wuzhi played the card.
A silver ring appeared in his hand with three heads and six arms on the field and threw it towards the clown.
The ring gradually grew bigger and fell from the sky, and suddenly tightened and tied up the clown.
"It seems that I will study this ring more in the future."
Feng Fuzhi said that, and took out another one [光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光�
Feng didn't know that he didn't play the card, but rubbed his fingers on the card, while pulling the "enhanced" power in the card.
Soon, a small ball of white mist appeared on the card. As the white mist gradually increased, [现花小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小�
"If it were me, I could not change the card enhancement level, but after understanding 'enhancement', I could already do this."
Crush the white mist in the air.
With Feng Buzhi as the center, the white mist formed a strong wind and blew away around.
Feng Buzhi looked at the clown opposite the duel and said, "By the way, your cards should be strengthened to qualitative change, right?"