Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

Chapter 124 Fight Again
"The main mission has been completed. Now we only need to smash the 'actor statue' in Jian Shanghui's hand to end the game," Yan Lan said, "Where did Fang Shu go?"

"Oh, he went to protect Bainum," Xin Shan said, "and he said he wanted to reassure you."

Baimao would not be here, and even if it changes in the game, it will not change in reality.

Protecting or saving is just to comfort one's heart.

There was chaos and noise ahead, and the student's game team must have been approaching. Yan Lan suddenly stopped and looked at his teacher Wei Yun who was blocking the entrance to the corridor.

Shi Weiyun looked up at her, his expression was really bad, but he spoke calmly: "You are about to recover."

[My face is so stinky, probably because I was beaten too hard by Yan Lan last time]

[This Taoist priest is simply a bug. Do you understand bugs?She doesn’t need to upgrade to a star level at all. She can KO most players by relying on her martial arts and the bonus from the Five Emperors’ Money.】

[What kind of hatred or resentment? Last time, Yan Lan was used as a navigator, and now he is involved again. It’s really awesome, awesome!Such perseverance must be due to deep hatred]

"Let me go, he hasn't been beaten enough yet?" Xin Shan heard the voice, his eyes twitched and he said speechlessly, "Why do you keep picking on you? What did you do before? Did you kidnap someone's wife?"

"Why did I kidnap his wife?"

Yan Lan patted Xin Shan on the back of his head:

"You go first, don't worry about other people, control Jian Shanghui, and then force him to use the [Statue of Good and Evil Actors], Dai Qingling should be there, cooperate first if you can.

"Remember: winning or losing is not important. What is important is that the game has a good result."

"I know." Xin Shan frowned, and his teacher Wei Yun didn't look at her much when he left.

"What's the grudge between us?" Yan Lan raised her forehead, "If you insist on defeating me, can I admit defeat to you now?"

"Who wants you to admit defeat? I want you to fight me, I don't need you to let me."

Yan Lan clicked her tongue: "Seriously?"

If she uses all her strength, even if the shit doesn't come out, it will be considered clean.

"Yes, what weapon do you want? Last time I saw you with your bare hands, I held back my strength. I won't hold back this time."

"Weapon...you use the red tassel gun. Give me a martial arts stick. An ordinary white wax pole will do."

"Stick? This is your choice."

Master Wei Yun sneered, took out a white wax stick from his backpack and threw it to Yan Lan, and drew his gun the moment the latter held it in his hand.

The cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

Yan Lan held a stick in both hands and struck, and the two soldiers met at a speed that was dizzying.

The difference between a stick and a gun is: the gun sticks a line, the stick hits a large area, the marksmanship is all about the expansion and contraction of the circle, and the stick method is about the speed of smashing.

"Eight Immortals Stick?"

Master Wei Yun was knocked back several steps by the steady and powerful stick technique, and he recognized the move.

"Yes, but the actual combat power is average." Yan Lan took a step back and changed the way he held the stick, "Come on."

Shi Weiyun stabs forward, Yan Lan bends his knees, picks up the fisherman with a stick, drops his paddle and sweeps away the head of the gun. The horse-step bullet stick wants to hit Shi Weiyun's knee, but is blocked by the red tasseled spear.

The Hongying spear struck between the eyebrows, Yan Lan bent and stepped back, Wu Hua turned her back and picked up the stick to split the head of the gun.

"Wulang Bagua stick." Master Wei Yun stepped back.Wulang Bagua stick.

The gun is transformed into a stick. The stick method Tai Chi generates two instruments, the two instruments generate four images, and the four images generate Bagua. It evolved into the sixty-point stick method. It is fast and has various moves. It has both strength and variety and speed.

Yanlan: "That's right."

When the two soldiers meet, the moves are quick to leave afterimages, the clouds are pulled out to see the sun sweeping thousands of troops, the blue dragon explores the sea and the dark clouds cover back the carbine, and all kinds of moves are hearty.

Teacher Wei Yun began to feel impetuous.

Too much but not enough is the most common thing in martial arts, but there are always some exceptions.

Yan Lan is a genius. At the age of 15, she won the top spot at the Beidou Martial Arts Conference where there are so many masters.

I don't know how many people have won praise and envy. Even after so many years, each family deliberately conceals the popularity, and the juniors of all ethnic groups can imagine the amazing talent from the old posts, the treasured videos, and the narration of the seniors. Yan.

Unrepeatable, unique.

[Weapons are for human use. If I am strong enough, I will naturally be able to control them. Others...will naturally win. 】

Shi Weiyun looked at Yan Lan who was being interviewed from a distance and clenched his fists tightly after hearing this.

Naturally, what a natural!

A genius who is unparalleled by others and who is unabashedly arrogant, he can be said to be "born rich."

genius……

These two words are an insurmountable mountain and an enemy that cannot be defeated.

Why?why why? !

Why can you do it but I can’t!Why do you have such talent but I don’t? !
This is not fair!God is not fair at all!Why? !

Master Wei Yun roared, his eyes glared, and his red-tasseled spear moved like a wild dragon, killing with every move!
Yan Lan flipped the stick in his hand and found the right moment to sweep the stick and hit his waist.

One stick weighs a thousand pounds!

The body of the stick was bent, and the force poured into it cracked the wooden stick. The stick alone knocked Shi Wei Yun to the ground.

"puff--"

Teacher Wei Yun felt dizzy and gasped violently after vomiting blood. He wanted to sit up but couldn't. He gritted his teeth and struggled with his eyes cynical.

This looks like...

Yan Lan put away her stick and a picture flashed back in her mind.

Tens of thousands of people in the audience shouted. The young man who fell on the ground clutched the Shaolin stick tightly and tried to get up but fell down again.

Yan Lan reached out to grab him but was swept away. The other party said angrily with red eyes:

【No need for you to pity me!You're just taking advantage of the gun! 】

"Oh...I remember."

(End of this chapter)