Plane game: mental disorder at the beginning

Chapter 100 What the hell is this!

Fang Jingzhe followed the voice and looked over. The man was wearing a tuxedo, with his hair combed back, and he had a weird smile on his face.

It's Horison!

It seemed that he was the one who attacked him in the room.

Reminiscent of the "last time" when those contestants who didn't eat hotel food disappeared the next day, Fang Jingzhe now seemed to understand where those contestants went.

"If you don't eat the food in the hotel, you will be taken away at night, right?" Fang Jingzhe asked loudly.

Horison nodded and said, "That's right, those who don't know how to cherish food don't deserve to live, and you are the same."

"Then can you tell me what God's Chosen is?"

Horison showed a smile uglier than crying, and stood still not far from Fang Jingzhe, "You don't want to delay the time, do you? It's still a while before dawn."

Fang Jingzhe also twitched the corners of his mouth, "Since this is the case, why can't we talk about it?"

Horison was about to open his mouth, but suddenly closed it again.

In the next second, he seemed to change his face, and he said with a disdainful expression: "A guy like you who doesn't even cherish food is not qualified to look for gold coins, let alone be Mr. Rocky's heir."

Fang Jingzhe:? ? ?Is the script wrong?Aren't you talking about God's Chosen One?How can I find gold coins again!
But Fang Jingzhe rolled his eyes and continued, "The gold coins are not in the rainforest outside, are they? I think..."

Speaking of which, Fang Jingzhe pretended to look up at the hotel, and said softly, "I think the gold coins are here, right?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Horison's face, but he smiled and said, "Sure enough, the gold coins are indeed here!"

Fang Jingzhe noticed that when he said "here", he pronounced the words harder.

Then he knew why Horison was acting like this.

I saw Horison raised his right hand and inserted it into his abdominal cavity in an instant. A stream of dark red blood soaked through his tuxedo in an instant, and at the same time, a fishy smell with a hint of rotten smell permeated the hall. middle.

Horison's hand groped in his abdominal cavity for a while, and then he smiled and said, "I found it."

In the next second, his hand was pulled out from his stomach suddenly, and he opened his bloody right hand, inside which lay a gold coin covered in blood.

"Look, this thing is in my stomach, if you want it, you can get it yourself."

Fang Jingzhe frowned the whole time, watching Horison stabbing his hand into his stomach, and watching him take out the gold coin from his stomach.

However, not only did Horison not show the slightest expression of pain, but he seemed to be enjoying it.

It was a... enjoyment of fooling people.

……

Horison put his right hand in front of his eyes, as if sizing up some rare treasure, he kept fiddled with the gold coins in the bloody stains with his left hand.

Fang Jingzhe didn't speak, but kept looking around.

He was [-]% sure that Horison was definitely not an easy character to deal with. Whether it was terrain or props, he had to find a way to create some favorable conditions for him.

However, apart from a few sofas and coffee tables in the entire hotel lobby, there was no place suitable for avoiding attacks.

Suddenly, a breeze blew past Fang Jingzhe's face.

Fang Jingzhe swung the knife subconsciously, but according to the feeling from the blade, he didn't seem to hit anything.

But Fang Jingzhe's actions made Horison recover from a certain emotion.

At this moment, his eyes had already turned scarlet.

And with a "rustling" sound, countless snow-white sand grains swam towards Horison's position from behind.

Then, those grains of sand shot towards Fang Jingzhe densely like a rain of sand.

"Black clouds overwhelm the city to destroy it, and Jiaguang opens to the sun's golden scales."

Fang Jingzhe danced "Tang Poetry" again to deal with the sand all over the sky.

During the flickering of the knife light, dozens of knife shadows collided with the sand, but at the same time, Fang Jingzhe was gradually approaching Horison.

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Several sand snakes were cut off by Fang Jingzhe.

Horison was suddenly furious. He had a cold face, and opened his hands on both sides of his body, palms up.

Soon those broken sand snakes gathered together again, and seven or eight sand snakes instantly tore through the space, pointing directly at Fang Jingzhe's body!

Seeing this, Fang Jingzhe was able to quickly open "White's legs", and in an instant, the speed of those sand snakes could not keep up with Jingzhe above who dodged left and right.

It's just that Fang Jingzhe is now focusing on two things. While using "Tang Shi" to block the attack of those sand snakes, he also has to pay attention to his own speed. After all, the "White's Leg" fell on the ground, but he still remembers it very fresh.

Seeing that Fang Jingzhe's speed was too fast and too flexible, Horison suddenly let out a loud shout, and then countless blood-red fluff grew on all the walls.

Those fluff seem to grow when they see the wind, and in just a few breaths, they have already grown to a length of one meter.

After those sofas and coffee tables came into contact with the fluff, they decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into a pile of dust and fell on the ground.

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Fang Jingzhe slashed down with a knife, and the light of the knife fell on the wall covered with blood-colored fluff, and immediately chopped off a large piece of fluff on the wall, exposing the wall behind, but the wall seemed to be full of such things. The fluff surged in seconds, and soon the wall was tightly covered by them again.

Seeing that the whole hall turned into a bloody scene, countless fluffs swayed in the wind, but without exception, they were all in the direction of Fang Jingzhe.

"What the hell is this!"

Fang Jingzhe looked dignified. In the previous battles, even if he wanted to be a character like the King of Titans, Fang Jingzhe just felt that he didn't understand his skills, and the strength of the opponent was obviously much higher than that of E-level players. A crushing ending.

But this time is different, Horison's move is obviously not like Yang Jian's move, and what Jing Zhe saw above on the top floor, he subconsciously felt that these fluff should not be touched.

Originally, I thought that I could destroy these weak fluffs in a single blow, but who knew that the vitality of those fluffs was so strong, it seemed like a spring breeze.

But just by swinging the knife, the sand snakes around him have already approached to a distance of one meter from his side.

The Sand Snake seemed to be a bit thicker than before, and the strong wind it brought made people unable to keep their eyes open.

But at this second, Fang Jingzhe suddenly sank down, his mind was clear, and his mind entered an unprecedented calm state.

Holding the handle of the knife with both hands, he recited the line of the poem that nearly drained him dry.

"Lie Que thunderbolt, hills collapse!!!"

As Fang Jingzhe's words fell, Dian Guang climbed up to the blade in an instant.

He raised the knife and gathered everything in this knife!

Cut to Horison not far away.

In an instant, thunder broke out, and the lightning shot out like a vertical line. The thunderous lightning, like an elf who had left the bondage, went straight to Horison with a destructive force.

The familiar yet unfamiliar dizziness reappeared, Fang Jingzhe shook his head subconsciously, and fixed his gaze on Horison again.

The thunder covered Horison layer by layer. This was originally a group attack skill, but facing a single target at this time, the extra attacks were not wasted, but were all superimposed on Horison's body.

Horison's body was intertwined into a blue web of lightning, representing the sparks of death constantly beating, looking cruel and beautiful.

The Thunder hit Horison accurately.

But there was no scream or struggle as expected, and Horison just stood there quietly.

In the next second, there seemed to be a gap in the grid, and a withered hand protruded from it.

Next comes the torso, feet and head.

Horison just... came out of the grid.

In front of him, the invisible grid was like a broken fishing net that was vulnerable to a single blow, allowing him to break free easily.

Horison tugged at the skirt of his shirt with both hands, and said expressionlessly, "Not bad attack, but it almost ruined my hairstyle."

Then Horison raised his hand, and the power grid was instantly extinguished by the sand. He said in a deep voice, "Then it's up to me."

Following his voice, all the sand in the hall slowly gathered into a dragon shape.

The dragon head, dragon beard and longan are all unknown.

Fang Jingzhe looked up, feeling horrified!

(End of this chapter)