This psychopath is too strong

"What is this doing? Is it the price of using power, which leads to insanity?"

"Looking at his performance, there is indeed a feeling of unconsciousness."

The clown thoughtfully ended his turn.

Feng didn't know that he didn't act, and the clown continued to draw cards.

The favor of the carnival night came again, and Jim drew the venue card [Carnival Circus] and activated it.

In an instant, the entire duel venue underwent earth-shaking changes.

The duel field has become a circus, to be precise, a circus full of various instruments of torture.

A mechanical Trojan horse with green flames, a huge chainsaw that caused violent roars, a zombie lion chasing its own tail and biting non-stop, a one-legged zebra with three legs limped...

[Feng Zhizhi]'s feet trembled continuously, poisonous mist and sea of ​​fire rose from the ground, his body was immersed in unknown mucus, and his blood continued to drop.

The clown on the field jumped onto the mechanical wooden horse.

The clown in the circus is like a fish in water, he wields a whip, and the zombie lion keeps roaring...

The wonderful performance aroused applause from the audience outside the venue.

There seemed to be some black shadows outside the court shouting continuously, and occasionally whistled a few times.

In fact, it's not just the shadows outside the field.

Even Feng Zhiwu, who felt the strangeness of "strengthening", cast his gaze over.

This kind of strange power that can change the terrain is very strange, and it seems to have some relationship with the "enhanced" weirdness.

In addition, the shadowy audience outside the venue looks a bit similar to the shadowy customers in the Forgotten Tavern.

But Feng didn't know and didn't observe for too long, he quickly withdrew his attention, and continued to feel the strangeness of being "strengthened" by being drawn into his body.

Jim the Clown smiled.

He directed the props in the circus to attack [Feng Unknown].

At this moment, Jim the Clown felt strangely happy.

After all, he hadn't met a decent opponent for a long time.

But this time, he inexplicably regained the joy of card duels.

Although his opponent is delirious and unable to fight back, the 400 million health still gives him some challenges.

The blood volume keeps decreasing, and the rate of decline is getting faster and faster.

80%

70%

50%

30%

10%

Then just when Jim felt that victory was in sight and decided to end the match with a big laugh, Feng Buzhi suddenly played seven cards in a row.

This time [Feng Unknown] did not attack the ground like before, but attacked the clown on the field.

When Jim realizes something, his character freezes.

Dead simply and neatly.

All the props in the circus duel arena let out howls of dissatisfaction, and the shadowy audience outside the arena also began to curse at this time.

Unfortunately, it didn't work, and the circus still left.

The pain suffered by the death of the character card is transferred to Jim.

Jim squatted on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

He hadn't had this painful feeling for a long time.

Enduring the physical discomfort, Jim stood up and looked at Feng, who didn't know: "When I thought I was going to win, beat me easily? Did you retaliate against me in the same way because of my words at that time? "

Feng didn't know that he didn't pay attention to Jim's words, he was still feeling the strangeness of "strengthening".

Soon, a new duel began.

This time at the beginning of the game, before Feng Zhizhi could change his three-headed and six-armed form, Jim launched an attack on Feng Zhizhi's character card in advance.

As he expected, Feng Zhizhi, who had not been transformed into a superhuman, didn't know that his blood volume was not that high.

Only a quarter, or less than 100 million.

But 100 million HP is still a lot, and as long as he doesn't wipe out the 100 million HP in a short time, when Feng Zhizhi continues to use [Three Heads and Six Arms · Liberation], the HP of the character card will instantly change back to 400 million.

In the end, it was the same as last time.

When the blood volume of the character card he attacked Feng Zhizhi reached 10%, Feng Zhizhi played a bunch of cards again.

Despite Jim's preparations, his character card was killed by a barrage of attacks.

And this is just the beginning.

In the third game, he ushered in the same loss.

In the fourth and fifth rounds, his character cards continued to die.

He tried [Bloodline Replacement] again in the middle, and the result was the same as the first game. Feng Zhizhi's spirit was like a rock, and he couldn't win the judgment of will at all.

Then came the sixth game, the seventh game, the eighth game, the ninth game, and the tenth game. The death method of his character card has hardly changed.

A ten-game losing streak.

There was something wrong with Jim's mentality.

So in round No.11, he didn't attack Feng Zhizhi.

Feng didn't know and didn't attack him, except for occasionally casting the power of the card on the ground, Feng didn't know to ignore him at all.

As time goes by, the number of rounds keeps going backwards.

After the number of cards in hand increased, both Feng Zhizhi and Jim began to fold their cards.

That's it, 10 minutes later.

The deck is discarded, and the duel is over.

Feng Zhizhi won with ten times more blood than him.

Although his character card was not dead, he was still punished for failing in the duel, and a stabbing pain appeared in his mind.

The stabbing pain in the head didn't stop the game.

Soon, a new game came, and the result was obvious, and he failed again.

failure.

failure.

Continue to fail.

Continuous failure.

No matter what he tries, he will fail, either sooner or later.

The clown couldn't remember how many rounds he had lost.

He just feels like he's lost.

The opponent would never take the initiative to attack him, but just tortured him endlessly.

At this moment, he even felt sick when he saw Feng Zhichu standing there motionless.

"Thousands of rounds should have passed..."

Clown Jim rubbed his head vigorously, seeing the number of duels in the prompt text - 212.

Only lost more than 200 games?

There are more than 700 games to lose?

He, why did he engage in this 19999 game?

Chapter 188 The Ruthless Card Playing Machine

The clown is crazy.

In other words, the clown is inherently crazy.

Typically, clowns appear in circuses, in the spotlight, or on screen.

The costume of the clown is just a prop to please the audience, and the actors themselves will not like this kind of thing.

They performed funny plots, but their hearts were as calm as water.

And if a person can amuse himself dressed as a clown in private, then that person is obviously not in the right mind.

Jim is such a clown.

After losing more than 200 games in a row, the clown suddenly became happy.

As if he had taken a laughing drug, the clown couldn't stop laughing happily. He covered his stomach and laughed wildly on the ground.

After laughing for more than ten rounds in a row, the clown laughed more and more happily, and the more he laughed, the happier he became.

Then, after being happy to the limit, the clown suddenly remained motionless and lay down for more than a dozen rounds.

After that, the clown laughed again.

He turned into an optimistic and cheerful clown, and began to use his deck normally, enjoying the fun of card duels.

As time went by, the clown saw that the cards that Feng didn't know were constantly being strengthened.

The enhancement at the beginning is generally around +30. As the number of matches increases, Feng Zhizhi will strengthen a card after each matchup.

Unknowingly, Feng Wuzhi's cards have generally become +50.

Looking at Feng's unknown card level, the clown's expression suddenly changed with a happy expression on his face, and he began to cry loudly.

Card duels do have fun, but the fun is based on victory.

How could he be happy after losing more than 1000 rounds in a row?

What's more, after losing each game, he will be punished and suffer from 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 for the body trembling a few times at the end of each round because of being punished, the clown's body would not show any movements.

Just like that, the clown remained motionless for hundreds of rounds.

The clown stood up again, in order to speed up the process of the game, he started suicide.

As it turns out, suicide doesn't feel good.

After committing suicide for hundreds of rounds, the clown laughed again and had a normal duel with Feng Zhizhi.

Time goes on and on.

8000 innings.

4000 innings.

2000 innings.

1000 innings.

500 innings.

200 innings.

100 innings.

Unknowingly, the losing streak has reached [-].

Came to the last hundred innings.

The expression of the clown who played cards mechanically like a puppet changed a little.