The flower shirt was so proud that Brother Yue on the battlefield was relieved: "Did you hear it? The smart ones will admit defeat now, otherwise I will go over..." He deliberately moved his wrist slowly, as if he was accumulating energy, "You will look ugly."

Three meters away.

Fan Peiyang stood straight there.

He can't move now, and he can move 0.5 times faster - his opponent quietly put the stationery tree back on him.

He could feel the force like a silk thread, wrapping him in fine and densely from head to toe, hindering every move of his movement.

Brother Yue looked at him leisurely, as if he was admiring the little insect stuck into the spider web.

"Why did you say the handsome words before the fight... Oh yes," Yue Ge applied the same sentence, "If you don't have a mercy and admit defeat beyond silence, then I will start attacking."

"Slow down by 50%," Fan Peiyang suddenly spoke. This was the first time he made a sound after the real fight. His voice was terrifyingly stable. "The range is not limited, but he can only slow down by one object at a time. Is there any omission in my summary of your stationery tree?"

Brother Yue was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly darkened and he didn't say anything.

Van Peiyang said: "If there is any omission, please add it. If not, this one-on-one game will end."

Brother Yue was happy, helpless and funny: "Besides making big talk, you have other skills..."

The second time, his voice came to an abrupt end.

But unlike the first time, this time, he turned pale.

The returning group saw his changes clearly, but didn't know why.

Why did the topic suddenly stop?

Why did the expression suddenly change?

Why is the body suddenly stiff?

On the transparent dome of the training room, a huge whale swam lazyly, and the shadows cast down swept across the center of the battlefield.

In just a moment, all the spectators captured a little bit of sharp light in the shadow.

That was a needle that stopped in front of the fat man's right eye.

Pushing another millimeter, his eyes were ruined.

The needle hangs in the air.

This shows that Fan Peiyang's control has not stopped yet. He wants to continue and can do it at any time.

At such a close distance, the fat man had no time to repair the stationery tree and slow down the needle.

"I believe that your body strengthening includes eyes," Van Peiyang shook his head regretfully, "but it's a pity that something that is too fragile is strengthened by many times, and it is also a fatal weakness."

Confrontation lasted for a long time.

Brother Yue smiled unwillingly: "You are ready, I am careless and underestimated the enemy. This wave of sneak attacks will not be unfair."

Fan Peiyang shook his head lightly: "Don't rush to admit defeat."

Unplug the stationery tree.

The needle hanging in front of Brother Yue's eyes fell to the ground without any sound.

Brother Yue looked at him with caution: "What do you mean?"

Fan Peiyang said: "I only use sneak attacks with experts, but I don't need to do it with you."

After speaking, he took out a black cardboard the size of a matchbox from his pants pocket, clamped it between his fingers, and showed it to Brother Yue.

Five thin needles were neatly pinned on them, like marking a few metal threads for black cardboard.

"There are five needles left here. One needle counts as an attack. You have five chances," Fan Peiyang said slowly, "If you can avoid it once in five times, I will win."

Brother Yue: "…"

This is not because he is looking down on him anymore, he is simply trampling him on the soles of his feet.

The flesh on his face trembled uncontrollably, Brother Yue gritted his teeth and said, "I remind you that you were able to succeed just now because you suddenly attacked. I hadn't had time to use the stationery tree. Don't think you are really powerful."

"Just try it," Fan Peiyang smiled, "It's the first time, it's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a needle on the black cardboard flew out "swooshly", without any fancy, just piercing straight into Yue Ge's eyes.

Brother Yue did not dodge or dodge, focused his attention, locked the target the moment the needle flew up, and put on the stationery tree!

However, when he wanted to hide, the needle had stopped in front of him.

It was still the right eye, the fatal distance of one millimeter, everything was perfectly copied last time, as if it was time to go back.

"How is it possible..." Brother Yue murmured to himself, unable to accept it.

He was 100% sure that his stationery tree was locked and effective, but why didn't the needle slow down?

"It's okay," Fan Peiyang was understanding and shook the black paper card with four needles left. "You still have a chance."

"The second time." As Van Peryang announced, another needle flew out of the paper card.

Brother Yue was tense all over and almost focused 200% of his attention.

Not only him, even the flower shirt and two younger brothers who were watching the game couldn't help but clench their fists and gave the boss a helping hand from the air.

Useless.

The second needle stopped in front of Brother Yue in an instant. Not to mention dodging, he didn't even have a chance to blink.

The third time.

The fourth time.

There was still the last needle left in the paper card, and Brother Yue was sweating profusely.

The rapid exhaustion of physical strength is proof that he has not relaxed in controlling the stationery tree for a moment.

However, four attacks, and none of the four needles slowed down, he had great doubts about whether the stationery tree was effective.

But he couldn't think of a reason for the failure.

"The last time." Fan Peiyang uttered these four words peacefully and soothingly, unlike an ultimatum, but rather like a polite notification.

"Wait!" Brother Yue raised his hand and stopped him.

Fan Peiyang raised his eyebrows.

Brother Yue took a deep breath and was shameless: "My stationery tree has no effect on your attacks. It will be the same for several times, but I need to know the reason. You have to let me die and understand."

Fan Peiyang looked at him for a while, nodded, nor refused.

Brother Yue was anxious and wanted to speak, but he saw the last needle coming out of the black paper card.

But there was no attack, but hanging next to Van Peryang's shoulder.

"Use your stationery tree." Fan Peiyang's instructions did not warn at all.

Brother Yue was puzzled, but he still concentrated his last bit of physical strength and mental strength to control the stationery tree and lock the fine needles.

This is the only time when he put a stationery tree on the needle when he had enough time. If he wasn't sure about the previous four times, then there was absolutely no doubt this time. As long as the needle moves, it will inevitably be slowed down by 50%!

The needle was moved, and the attack route was the same.

Brother Yue frowned, his whole body was tense and trembling because of the force.

The speed of the needle is slowing down - this is the information clearly fed back by the stationery tree.

But the speed of the needle did not slow down - this was what his eyes really saw.

The moment the fifth needle stopped in front of me, Brother Yue realized it.

It wasn't that his stationery tree was not working, but that the needle was slowed down by 50%, which was still so fast that he didn't have time to dodge.

[I believe that your body strengthens your eyes, but unfortunately, things that are too fragile will be strengthened by many times, which is also a fatal weakness.]

This is what the opponent just said.

On the other hand, falling on the opponent's needle is also applicable - an attack with too fast initial speed will slow down by how many times or how fast it is.

No chance of winning.

Brother Yue finally realized a cruel reality, and this battle was essentially a one-sided crush.

All the fine needles, one by one, returned to the black jam, were still neat and well-behaved.

"Why don't you use needles at the beginning?" Brother Yue couldn't figure it out, his head was almost blown up, but he couldn't figure it out. Why did he have to spend so long with him even if he could solve the battle in one second?

Van Peryang puts the black jam back into his pocket: "I want to see your stationery tree."

"And what? Do you think..." Brother Yue, who realized what he was talking about, suddenly shut up. Damn, he actually cared about the guy's opinion of his stationery tree in front of him. He must be crazy.

"I think?" Fan Peiyang admired his ambition and thought about it for a moment, "Slow down by 50%, range is unlimited, long-range can defend, melee can assist attacks, and the overall level is higher than the average stationery tree level, which is not bad."

Brother Yue: "…"

Damn, I'm so happy to be affirmed.

The last time he was so happy, he was still not in the checkpoint. He was patted by the boss who came to inspect the last company and said that the young man was doing well and kept working hard.
Chapter completed!