If you target someone else, the playing cards will have to scratch the other person's clothes, leaving marks of varying depths on the flesh.
After all, the strength of the attachment is absolutely extraordinary and quite awesome.
In the videos posted by Wang Ziqi in the past, Feipai can easily hit mineral water or cans of beer, with shocking lethality.
For Lu Fan, who possesses the Dragon King Technique, there is no threat. He waves his hands and creates phantoms due to the speed. He easily grabs the playing cards without any effort.
Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't help but be surprised at such a fast hand speed.
Most people really can't do it. No wonder they are so arrogant and don't take the challenger seriously.
Lu Fan sneered and said, "It's rude to come and not return. Now it's my turn to shave your head..."
While the onlookers were confused, the ten playing cards in Lu Fan's hand were spinning and flying out, so fast that they couldn't see clearly.
The flying cards flew close to Wang Ziqi's head, and many hairs were cut off and fluttered in the wind.
"ah……"
As Wang Ziqi screamed in surprise, the appearance of his flowing long hair completely changed, leaving only an inch or half an inch long, as if it was gnawed by a dog, and was uneven.
He, who looked handsome at first, became embarrassed.
Like a lunatic who had just escaped from a mental hospital, he froze on the spot, dumbfounded.
Everyone was stunned, in disbelief, and wondered if they were wrong.
When it comes to flying card skills, Wang Ziqi is ranked first in the entire network, almost unmatched by anyone.
Who would have thought that meeting the more powerful Taoyuan Silly Brother would completely numb his claws.
At the same time, the number of people in Lu Fan's live broadcast room skyrocketed, and fans were excited and praised Taoyuan Silly Brother.
"Damn it, silly brother Niu Bi, Prince Flying Cards is not easy to use."
"It's really amazing. Who can do that?"
"Silly brother is just strong, so awesome..."
Yang Cuihua and Bai Xiaohui were filled with joy, admiration flashed in their eyes, and they were extremely proud in their hearts.
I feel that Lu Fan is extremely outstanding and no one can compare with him.
Lu Fan had a proud look on his face, looked at Wang Ziqi opposite him coldly, and said confidently:
"You should know what will happen to you if the flying cards are slightly off."
In fact, no one understands the lethality of Feipai better than Wang Ziqi, and he knows it well, so he shows mercy.
Otherwise, he could be directly disfigured or his ears cut off, with disastrous consequences.
In an instant, Wang Ziqi's psychological defense completely collapsed, and he said in a trembling voice: "I lost... I will kneel down and admit my mistake, and I will give you a gift right away."
This guy didn't refuse to pay, and he knelt down.
Trembling, he opened his phone and, as agreed before, gave Lu Fan a gift worth 1.08 million.
There was already extreme fear in my heart, for fear of making Brother Taoyuan dissatisfied and turning him into a cripple.
At the same time, a Toyota Tyrannosaurus stopped not far away, and Lu Bin and others showed up, specially coming to help the boss.
Seeing Lu Fan win two games in a row made them feel very satisfied and walked over quickly.
Then he took off the flag on the loser's car, drew a big black X on it with a carbon pen, and placed it next to Han Laoliu and Wang Ziqi respectively.
Lu Fan looked at Yi Nu with contemptuous eyes and snorted coldly: "Whose turn is it? Don't waste time. Come here quickly."
Those kung fu kings were different from their previous arrogance. Their expressions were a little solemn. It was already obvious that the other party was really capable of making moves.
However, the whole process was broadcast live online, with a large number of fans watching, and no one could give in.
Otherwise, your prestige will be ruined, you will definitely lose your fans, all your previous efforts will be in vain, and everything will be over.
Yinu's heavily made-up face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, her eyes filled with hatred, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"There is no need to be afraid of him. No matter how powerful he is, he is not invulnerable. If you continue to beat him, he will be exhausted."
Several kung fu anchors think what they say makes sense, no matter how they say it, they are all flesh and blood.
Even if Taoyuan Silly Brother is very powerful, he can't withstand them taking turns in battle, and they are destined to lose.
Among them was a burly middle-aged man wearing armor, nicknamed General Iron. He held a mace in his hand and said viciously: "It's my turn to appear. Just watch."
This guy really looked like an ancient general. He came forward aggressively, raised his mace and shouted: "Thieves, stop being so arrogant. I am here to let you know how powerful I am."
Lu Fan said impatiently: "What are you talking about? Come over here, they are still waiting for you to come over and keep company."
Seeing that he was so arrogant and even prepared to fight with bare hands, General Tie was secretly happy and felt that he had an opportunity.
Why are you so polite? I'll knock you unconscious with a stick. I'll probably gain a lot of fans, and that's all money.
The beautiful women who can still enjoy the coquettishness and charm are catching up with the emperor.
With a look of excitement in his eyes, General Tie rushed over like a ferocious beast, swung his mace, and hit Lu Fan head and face. The roar of the wind made everyone tremble in fear.
If it is hit, it will definitely suffer a comminuted fracture and the end will be miserable.
Lu Fan nimbly dodged to the side, and then kicked out, hitting General Tie's wrist, causing a bone fracture.
"oops……"
The severe pain caused General Tie to scream, unable to hold on, and the mace fell to the ground.
But he saw a figure leaping up high. It was Lu Fan who clenched his iron fist and gave him an oil hammer initiation from a high position, hitting his helmet.
"Bang!"
Even though the iron helmet was extremely capable of resisting blows, General Iron couldn't bear it. His head buzzed, his eyesight turned black, and his body swayed and fell to the ground.
The onlookers were in an uproar. They did not expect such a result. General Tie was well-equipped, but he failed to hit the silly brother Taoyuan who had empty hands. He was simply vulnerable.
The star-eyed General Tie struggled to get up, but saw a mace in front of him, very close to his big face, and a ghastly voice came from it.
"Have you lost? If you are not convinced, how about I slap you in the face?"
The understated words seemed to come from the underworld. The young man above was more terrifying than the King of Hell. General Tie trembled with fear. Of course he knew how serious the consequences would be.
If the mace falls, it will definitely smash his cheekbones, causing him to be completely unrecognizable, and he will no longer need to see anyone in the future.
In desperation, he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Don't worry...I give up. You are the leader, and I am willing to be the loser."
With a smile on his face, Lu Fan threw the mace aside and said coldly: "Then just follow the rules."
General Tie was helpless and struggled to get up, kneeling next to Wang Ziqi. He felt very distressed and gave Lu Fan millions of gifts.
As for the flag with General Iron written on it, it was also painted with a black cross and erected next to it, full of irony.
At this moment, Lu Fan has won three games in a row. The number of people in the live broadcast room has increased to 200,000, and netizens are constantly pouring in, waiting to watch the next showdown.
But I saw Brother Taoyuan pointing to the opposite side very domineeringly and saying: "Wu Qi with the Ringing Soul Whip, Huang Hong with the Invincible Whirlwind Kick, and Wu Laoer with the Divine Fist, come on together."
In an instant, the live broadcast room was abuzz with fans rushing to applaud and buy gifts.
"Silly brother is mighty and domineering!"
"It's just such a great competition, no one can do it."