Although Feng Bujue tried hard to continue the game, the huge gap in strength still exists objectively.

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

In a sense, this is no longer a victory or defeat between him and the Sagittarius, but a victory or defeat between the Sagittarius and Yang...

Feng Bujue looked more like an audience member. He would come up from time to time to make soy sauce, then go down... and then watch the performances of the two masters of the "Drop Fruit World".

"It's your turn to attack first 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, "Do you still have to stick to the straight dart with average speed and strength?"

"Haha..." Feng Bujue smiled but said nothing. He silently stepped forward, raised his hand, aimed, and threw a dart, and then watched the dart he threw was easily avoided by Yang.

"Is this his cat related to what kind of bidding I subjectively want to insist on..." Brother Jue looked calm on the surface, but his lines in his heart were, "If I could shoot your super-killing dart, would I not vote?"

At this point, Feng Bujue basically no longer has expectations for "question" or something. His only expectation is... Lao Yang can take a few more rounds and make the number of games in the "draw" a little more. As long as the number of games in the draw reaches twelve games, he will not lose his temporary work permit.

"Hmph..." Looking at Feng Bujue who lost his shot again, the shooter sneered, "It seems... you still don't plan to play with us seriously..." His eyes stern, "Do you think... the strength I have shown so far is not worthy of being your opponent?"

"I didn't say that..." Feng Bujuexu replied with his eyes.

"Okay, you don't have to deny it." The Sagittarius waved his hand and interrupted Brother Jue, and looked at Yang Dao, "Old guy, we seem to be being looked down upon... Should we be a little serious?"

"Well..." Yang replied in a deep voice, "I'm just thinking about it." As he spoke, his bare head swung twice in the direction of his left and right shoulders, causing the muscles and bones around his neck to make a Karakela sound, "It just so happened... I've done almost the warm-up."

"Hey... Is it all just warm-up just now..." Feng Bujue looked at them, not knowing what to say except for complaining.

"Look at it! Dave, this is my real strength!" When he said this, the sniffer shouted lightly, then stood up from the bar counter, and a few kites turned over in the narrow space of the bar, then turned around and threw a dart!

Dart. Or an ordinary dart.

But the airflow brought out by the dart was already in the shape of a spear, like thunder and lightning, with a terrifying power.

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

Before he finished speaking, he... was in a burst of shirt.

But I saw... this bald strong man, who was two meters tall, had just a strong energy, and had to make the bartender's uniform into a pile of strips of cloth.

"Drink~" Yang, who was naked on the upper body, tightened his strong muscles and pondered...

A wave-like air flow suddenly spun around him, pushing the apple above his head into the air.

"No!" The Sagittarius was slightly stunned when he saw this. "Is this the legendary... Apple field..."

"That's right." Yang replied with a smile, "Identify his control over Apple and create an absolute field that can move Apple freely, and can escape no matter what kind of attack!"

While the two of them were talking, the apple and the dart were flying around in the air... they were like two flies, and there was no trend of stopping at all.

"Well... One suddenly burst into Japanese without any sense of incongruity. He said the other person's move name seriously... The other responded, and explained his move principles seriously with a set of secondary 2 theories..." Feng Bujue's mood at this moment was only the word "painful". He shook his head and said softly, "According to this comic-style development... the next step should be a continuous turning point..."

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

"Hmph... It's a pity..." After a few seconds, the archer's expression changed. "Even in the Apple field, I can't escape my attack!" He waved his arm and smiled, "In another three seconds! My dart will hit!"

Just after the word "中" exited, his dart that had already been out of hand... accelerated again in the air, rushing towards Apple at a moving speed far beyond Apple and an incredible angle.

"This... this is..." In this duel, Yang showed a look of surprise for the first time, "The legendary limit of talent?"

"Accept your fate! Yang!" Sagittarius said, "There will be no exception in front of my 'absolute trailer'!"

"How can you admit defeat here!" Unexpectedly, Yang's eyes immediately ignited another fighting spirit, "Ah--" Then, there was a howl like a pig slaughtering.

With his screams, the speed of the apple in the air suddenly accelerated, surpassing the speed of the darts again.

"Mom...Mom Saka..." Sagittarius' Japanese became more and more natural, "You... have actually realized the 'limits of thousands of hammers and hundreds of training'!"

"Hmph...how's it, old guy." Yang replied, "Three seconds have passed long ago, and your 'absolute trailer' has been broken by me!"

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

"Then let's try to hit the apple..." Yang also took a steady stance and raised his head to fuck the fruit quickly.

Chichichi...swish...

For a moment, the bar was filled with two airflows scrambling. The 11th game of the dart shooting of Apple turned into a tug-of-war.

However, the outcome of this victory or defeat is actually no longer important...

Because, when the shooter and Yang Quan stared at the darts and fruits in the air, Feng Bujue had already quietly walked to the bar, left the shotgun and temporary work permit, and then... quickly and quietly left the bar...

It was not until fifteen minutes later that when Sagittarius and Yang decided to win, they realized that there were fewer people in the bar.

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"Ah... it's really good..." Feng Bujue, who left the bar, pedaled his bicycle lazily and headed towards the address of the tenth recipient. "Although it was a waste of a lot of time,... he successfully replenished his survival and physical fitness value, and got a reliable shooting weapon... It's worth it due to some mental pollution." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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