The screen projection disappears.

Tyre turned around.

Without waiting for the other party to urge him, He Lu stood up and walked to him with a firm expression and faced the battle calmly.

On the contrary, Tyre was not in a hurry to do anything, and said slowly: "I think it is necessary for you to introduce me to your stationery tree first."

Twelve people watching the game: "..."

It turns out that the boss is not an omniscient perspective.

But I was so stupid that I asked this question. A life-and-death battle, who would tell you your abilities...

He Lu: "Actually, it can be seen from my attack power and defense level that my stationery tree is biased towards defense."

He told.

The spectators no longer want to worry about Team Leader He, so you can go your own way.

"Oh," Tyre's eyebrows were stretched out clearly, "Abide by the rules and set rules for others."

He basically guessed it, but the details were wrong.

"It's not someone else," He Lu corrected, "and everyone within the scope of stationery, including myself."

“What is the scope?”

"Based on me, with a radius of two meters."

"Any rule can be determined?"

"No, the more specific the rules are, the easier it is to succeed, the wider the rules are, the easier it is to be rejected by stationery. There are no clear restrictions, and you can only explore based on experience."

Tyre's curiosity was satisfied. He took two steps back, widened the distance from He Lu, and his tone rose slightly, and he sounded in a good mood: "I'm going to attack, set a rule."

He Lu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He calmed down and entered a high degree of concentration.

Then, the audience heard his rules clearly—

"No attack."

Tanhua blurted out: "Isn't this broad enough?"

Just four words mean that within his stationery, the possibility of "anyone attacking in any form" was completely eliminated. Although he could not do it himself, he was simply invincible in terms of defense.

The others did not respond because they were all focused on Tyre.

The power of He Lu's stationery tree will be immediately known.

At this time, Tyre was at least one meter away from He Lu. After following the rules, he raised his fist almost immediately, clearly trying to attack.

He Lu does not dodge or hide, and is calm and composed.

Tyr paused and felt some external force, which hooked up every nerve of his body, from his limbs to his heart and brain, all of which were sending a signal of "stop attack".

In the next few seconds, he maintained his position of punching, tilting his head slightly, and savoring it carefully.

Outside the transparent wall, he looked confused.

Cui Zhan: "Is this fucking effective or not?"

Zhou Yunhui: "Yes, can't you even punch without seeing Tyre?"

Monk: "But that expression doesn't seem to be fighting against stationery."

Melancholy small curly hair: "Yes, quite enjoyable."

Only Fan Peiyang, Tang Lin, Guan Lan, and Air Sniper, watched quietly without saying a word.

Zheng Luozhu asked quietly: "Boss, what's the matter?"

Van Peiyang's tone was plain: "Tyre wanted to break this, just like playing."

Zheng Luozhu: "Then he is..."

Fan Peiyang: "It's the first time I met this stationery tree, it's quite fresh."

He doesn't understand the pervert of the master...

But looking at the battlefield with the boss's perspective, Zheng Luozhu really made new discoveries.

He Lu is not easy.

His eyes were not shaken at all, but there was sweat on his forehead. From the moment the rules were announced, he had to use his own mental power to support the continuation of the stationery effect.

On the contrary, although Tyre was stopped from attacking, he could not see any embarrassment.

"A pretty good stationery tree." He put down his hand, and it seemed that he had completely dispelled the idea of ​​attacking.

However, the next second, he retreated two meters away with a very fast speed, and there was a short sword in his hand.

Zheng Luozhu's breathing stagnated.

He was confused by the "banned attack". This rule does not guarantee absolute safety within two meters of He Lu's body, but only prohibits anyone from attacking within this range.

Then, if the rules are useless if you leave this range, Tyre can completely use ranged attacks against He Lu!

Tyre did the same.

The dagger was thrown out with great force, and it was extremely fast, and a white line of killing intention was drawn in the air.

"Replace - all weapons are automatically disarmed!"

He Lu shouted loudly.

The new rules immediately replaced the old rules, and the dagger suddenly stopped.

The tip of the sword had reached his sight. If he was 0.1 second later, his eyes would be scrapped.

"Dang--"

The dagger fell to the ground.

The next second, Tyre had arrived, and he didn't give He Lu any time to breathe, and punched him in the chin.

The new rules prevent weapons and not hand-to-hand combat.

But Tyre had no time to respond to the situation and directly bullied himself, as if he had expected He Lu to change some rules.

The crushing power makes people shudder.

He Lu flew backwards and landed heavily on the ground, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.

Tyre looked cold and came to him again in a flash.

He Lu's breath was unstable, but his voice was still firm: "Replace - the attacker will suffer the same attack!"

The people outside the transparent wall were almost dying of fear.

Bald head: "Isn't it enough to directly transfer the damage? Why do you have to be beaten by yourself first and then let others beat it too!"

Zhou Yunhui: "If it were me, the first rule would be to 'all those who attack me would die'."

Cui Zhan: "This is stationery, not a wish box."

Melancholy, he had small curly hair: "Didn't he say that he must abide by the rules himself, so the rules cannot have specific objects, right?"

Tanhua was confused just now, but now she saw the trick: "The restrictions on rules are probably more than we imagined."

He Lu is not stupid.

He has definitely studied and explored what rules can maximize the effect of his own stationery tree. What outsiders can think of is that the holder of the stationery tree will only think more and farther away.

If there is no such rule, there are only two reasons - stationery is not allowed, or the ability is not met.

Tyre's second punch hit He Lu in the abdomen, and he was very hard.

He Lu wanted to grab his wrist, but failed, and finally could only cover the area where he was beaten and breathe quickly.

Everyone went to see Tyre as soon as possible.

He beat He Lu and, according to the rules, would be subject to the same attack.

Tyre stopped, looked down at his abdomen, his eyes calmly.

The clothes there moved, as if something had been pressed up, but it would be impossible to say that they were punched with the same force as He Lu.

A huge sense of oppression spreads in the carriage.

The rules have worked for Tyre, but the effect is discounted and then discounted, as light as feathers.

Tyre stood up and shook his hands without caring about it: "The physical fitness is OK, it's suitable for being beaten."

He Lu is the direct controller of stationery, and his feelings are more intuitive and clearer than anyone else. The defense of [Standard and Constitutional] is not even as good as a layer of paper in front of Tyre.

But he struggled to stand up without any wavering in his eyes, and he still tried his best to face the enemy: "Replace-"

"Don't change it." Tyr interrupted impatiently, "Remember, the best defense is to attack. Hold such an interesting stationery tree, don't always set those boring rules."

He Lu was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses.

His first rule, "no attacks" and the second rule, "all weapons are disarmed" are pure defense, and it was not until the third rule, "the attacker suffered the same attack" that it brought a little counterattack nature.

Could it be that Tyre's original purpose was to force him out of his "attack"?
To be continued...