midnight ten

Some people just want to die a miserable death, and Tyr doesn't mind being satisfied.

The last photo opened: Fan Peiyang

Intelligence: A

Physical strength: S

Attack Power: A+

Defense: A

Comprehensive hazard level: A+

Stationery tree: [Gospel of lazy people]

The moment the data was refreshed, Tyre was slightly taken aback.

He really saved the guy with the best potential until the end. His luck tonight might also be cursed by the Sphinx.

The impact on the spectators was far greater than that of Tyre.

Who is strong and who is weak is only relative in Tire's eyes. If it is really strict, the combat effectiveness is scum, so don't say that Fan Peiyang's comprehensive level is A+ like Guan Lan, even if he really reaches S, it will at most surprise him a little "Oh".

But the crowd around the audience is different.

Guan Lan is the team leader of Donuts, Fan Peiyang is just a newcomer to the dungeon, he has never heard of "VIP", and his stats are even higher than Guan Lan's?

Don't mention the comprehensive risk level, look at the individual items from high to low, Guan Lan is "S, A+, A, B+", Fan Peiyang is "S, A+, A, A", it is clear at a glance.

Fifty-five points: "Sure enough, there is capital to pretend."

Monk: "Both offensive and defensive, tsk, I'm looking forward to the next battle."

Quanmai: "The attack power is A+, but the defense can still reach A?"

Tanhua: "Leon five-A."

Quanmai: "Leon has practiced, and he is professional in fighting and capturing. Does he have this quality?"

Five to five points: "The stationery tree is strong, maybe it is an all-round stationery tree."

Tanhua: "Are you sure?"

"..." Quanmai, Wuwufen, and the monk looked at the words "Gospel for lazy people" together, and fell silent.

Zheng Luozhu was also silent.

He finally understood why the boss was so strict about the name of the stationery tree.But he already knows now, will he be silenced...

"Hey," Zhou Yunhui on the opposite side called him, "Who is the leader of your team?"

The crisis of extermination has not yet been resolved, and there is another proposition.

Zheng Luozhu slid down and flattened on the chair: "Anyway, I'm a member of the team."

Guan Lan remained silent from the beginning to the end, and looked at the battlefield with one hand on his chin, his big eyes were full of enthusiasm.He doesn't care about the pressured data. The more challenging the battle is, the more exciting it is. He already wants to fight Fan Peiyang, so he is looking forward to the next duel.

However, it is not realistic to say that the data can change his established negative impression of Fan Peiyang.

Height over 190, donut leader's blacklist.

Stamina S, the blacklist in the blacklist.

Tang Rin was also concentrating on the battlefield, but it wasn't Guan Lan who watched the excitement, he put all his attention on it.

Fan Peiyang's stats have been greatly improved compared to when he was in the elevator. Attack power A has become A+, and defense power B has become A, but these are insignificant in front of Tyre.

What's more deadly is that Tyre really wanted to kill him, not joking.

From Tang Lin's perspective, only Fan Peiyang's back, broad shoulders, beautiful waistline, and straight long legs can be seen.

"Fan Peiyang." Tang Lin said suddenly.

Tier had already turned off the screen projection, and the battle was about to start, but Fan Peiyang turned a blind eye to it, and turned back coolly: "Say."

Tang Lin: "You, don't let me die."

This is what Tyre said to Tang Lin, and Fan Peiyang was very dissatisfied: "Don't use other people's words to perfuse me."

Tyr: "..."

Tang Lin looked at him quietly, and said softly and coldly, "Alive."

Fan Peiyang stared at people for a moment: "Your requirements are too low."

The corner of Tang Lin's mouth turned up: "Win him."

Fan Peiyang withdrew his gaze, leaving him with a firm back: "Okay."

All 11 people: "..."

What kind of immortal friendship is this.

"Finished talking nonsense?" Tyre smiled contemptuously, and transparent walls rose around him.

The cold white light is like snow, swallowing all sounds.

The two stood facing each other with a distance of about three meters. One was relaxed and the other was calm. They had different emotional temperaments, but they were also handsome and powerful.

Fan Peiyang ignored his taunt, seemingly disdainful, but actually quickly analyzed the composition of the enemy's combat power in his mind.

Momentum can help, but it is always hard power that can defeat the enemy. Fan Peiyang is very clear about this.

Tire's hard power is mainly divided into three aspects: speed, defense, and attack.

Looking at Tire's battle, this final boss is extremely superior in terms of speed and defense.Its speed is too fast to be caught by the naked eye, and the distance may be limited, but it is enough on a battlefield like a car.Defense can dissolve Zhou Yunhui's flames and Guan Lan's toxins. The only thing bitten by the night monsters on the wrist is the appearance of the night monsters that distracted him.

In contrast, the attack is not so absolutely powerful.So far, he has only used the knife twice, and the rest are fists and kicks.Two knives, one was to break He Lu's rules by throwing a flying knife, and the other was to snatch Tang Lin's knife.Obviously, the knife is just his support, and what really makes him use it smoothly are fists and feet.

His fists are much more powerful than ordinary people. According to the logic of the stationery tree, the attacks he relies on should tend to be "body strengthening".

To sum up, when fighting Tire, don't fight for speed, try your best to avoid getting hit, and find opportunities to distract him from breaking the defense.

Do the first two points and you won't die.

Do it all, and you might win.

"Perform yourself well, die or die, at least leave a deep impression on me." After Till finished speaking, he arrived in front of Fan Peiyang in an instant. His body shape was uncertain, his fist had already come, and the attack speed increased significantly.

Everyone was shocked, there was no time to dodge at this speed.

However, Fan Peiyang didn't dodge at all, and he also threw a punch, hitting the side of Tyre's fist.

Till didn't expect that someone would dare to fight him hard, his fist couldn't change its course due to inertia, and was severely swayed by Fan Peiyang, and he directly missed Fan Peiyang's face and went out.

The pain wasn't too painful, but it made Tire very upset. He had already picked up his speed and was about to settle the fight with one punch, which actually gave Fan Peiyang a chance to escape...

and many more.

Till sensed something was wrong, and Fan Peiyang, who missed his fist, didn't take the opportunity to escape to the side, and even swung his left fist again.

Defense with the right fist, attack with the left fist, this man rushed to hit him from the very beginning!

Till dodged back quickly, dodging Fan Peiyang's fist lightly.

Fan Peiyang missed the attack and was not interested in fighting, so he jumped back and distanced himself from Tire.

"Fuck, this is really going to die..."

The spectators now completely believe in Fan Peiyang's will to fight.Although the second punch just now missed, but as the first round of the confrontation, there was no speculation, no tricks, just fist to fist, this battle flag was set up madly and hard enough.

"Why not use a stationery tree?" Till blew lightly on the fist that was hit, as if he was blowing ashes when it was dirty.

Fan Peiyang didn't speak.

Tyre suddenly heard a "swoosh" in the air, and his defensive instinct made him immediately turn his head away.

The UFO galloped past his cheek, circled in the air, and returned to Fan Peiyang's shoulder, like a planet guarding a star.

a can.

Tyre recognized the object, but for a moment didn't know what to say.Getting smashed by a piece of cake and then almost getting hit in the face by a can made for a colorful night.

"You really spared no effort to destroy your last chance to clear the level." Tyre's eyes sank, and the lake became a deep pool, full of murderous intentions.

The can rotates around Fan Peiyang at high speed, forming a protective wall.

"I thought the chance of clearing the level was zero from the very beginning. It turns out that you only made up your mind now. That's because I overestimated you."

Fan Peiyang never considered whether to pass or not, he just wanted to win.

"This is your ability to attack and defend?" Till pulled the corner of his mouth, "Vulnerable."

After finishing speaking, he rushed forward at a faster speed. The high-speed circling can may not be clearly visible to the passers-by, but in his eyes, the path of the can is very clear from the beginning to the end.

With his feet set, his hands raised, he went straight to the can.

Fan Peiyang frowned slightly, and the can suddenly changed its speed, avoiding Till's hand.

Till caught the air, but his expression remained unchanged, and the hand that caught the air clenched into a fist.

"He's bluffing." Leon, who cherishes words like gold, said in a low voice.

Most of the people understood the moment Tier grabbed the air and clenched his fist. He didn't intend to grab the can at all, but his purpose was to let Fan Peiyang manipulate the can to change the route, and this manipulation would definitely occupy Fan Peiyang's attention, even if it was only for a moment. Also enough for Tyr to attack.

"I'm going to be beaten up." He sighed half-fifty, feeling a little unwilling to continue reading for some reason.

Although he has no friendship with Tire and Fan Peiyang, Tire still hurts him from beating him up. I really hope that Fan Peiyang can feel proud.But looking at it now, I'm afraid it's hanging.

Sure enough, Fan Peiyang manipulated the can to avoid Tire's hand. Taking advantage of this moment, Tire clenched his fist and punched him hard in the heart.

Fan Peiyang came back to his senses and immediately went to hide, but it was too late, he only had time to dodge a few inches, so that the place where he was beaten changed from "heart" to "chest".

With a punch down, the muffled sound of hitting the flesh and blood was like thunder on dry land.

How much does it hurt?

I don't know, I just know that when I heard it, it was heavier than all the fists Tyre swung earlier.

But Fan Peiyang didn't say a word and didn't even frown. At the same time that Tire hit him in the chest, he also grabbed the opponent's wrist, and the timing was perfect, as if he had expected Tire to punch him. .

Till frowned and lowered his head, looked at the grasped wrist, and pulled the corner of his mouth coldly: "Why, one punch is not enough, I still want to suffer..."

"Boom!"

Tyre was stunned for a moment.

The spectators could see clearly that the canned food whose course was changed by Fan Peiyang took advantage of Fan Peiyang's grasp of Tier's wrist, and directly targeted the attack, hitting Tier's temple hard.

The spectators sighed in their hearts, let you talk too much, and forget that there are cans when you are forced.

Fan Peiyang let go of Tire, took two steps back, and the can returned to him.

"A moment." He spoke at a moderate speed and in a calm voice, like a sports referee scoring points.

Tyr: "..."

Spectators: "..."

It turned out that the fist punch in the first round was not counted, this was the first blow in people's minds.

Starting from the canned circle around the body, to Till's false grabbing and real punching, and then to the chest being hit and my wrist being hit, the canned attack.

Everything is within his plan.

This is not Tier's feint, but his mother Fan Peiyang's feint!

It wasn't the first time Till was beaten. He had been burned before, bitten by a mad wolf, and smashed by a cake, but none of them had such an impact.

Others can hit him, either the stationery tree's own attributes, or take advantage of his distraction.

Only Fan Peiyang's move was won by himself.

"One hit." He rubbed his temple with the palm of his hand, tilted his head to look at Fan Peiyang, "How many times is your goal?"

Fan Peiyang suddenly started, rushed straight over, and answered with his fist instead.

"call out--"

At the same time, there were also canned food.

"Has no one told you, don't use the same move twice in a row." Tire's eyes flashed sharply, and he easily blocked Fan Peiyang's fist with one hand, and firmly grasped the can that was flying over with his other hand, and squeezed it hard .

"boom--"

The can with the wire wrapped around it was crushed and exploded, the wire broke, the tin can was dented, and the canned slag flew around.

"Boom!"

Another hit, hitting Tyre on the temple.

Fan Peiyang took the opportunity to get away and jumped back to a safe distance. The new can flew back with a "swoosh" and danced around his shoulders.

"Did no one tell you that the same trick can be used twice, as long as there are enough cans." Fan Peiyang patted the canned residue splashed on his shirt, and slowly raised his eyes, "Twice."

Inside and outside the battlefield, there was silence.

The spectators could see that Fan Peiyang's attack was quite focused, so he hit the head of the bottom boss.

Then the question comes-

Everyone looked up and down at his straight shirt and elegant trousers, with smooth lines from head to toe.

Where the hell did he hide the can?

The author has something to say: Mr. Fan said that he can’t die. If he dies, others will rob his wife, occupy his company, and wear his coat╰_╯