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Throwing a giant axe for logging is not an easy task.

Yes, there are some so-called "flying axes" in this world, but they all have significant limitations.

First of all, because they need to be thrown, most flying axes have short handles and light weight, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee the attack distance and accuracy.

Secondly, after throwing a flying axe, it is generally not recovered in the middle of the battle, and it can basically be considered a disposable item.

When using a huge logging axe for throwing, these problems will only become more obvious.

To throw it far enough and heavy enough, you need strong power.

If you don't want the axe to become a disposable prop, you have to have a way to recover it.

In the usual world, this is an almost unsolvable problem.

But as "players" who have touched the extraordinary, as long as they reasonably match equipment and characteristics, they can turn decay into magic.

The [Super Power Ring] that burst out of the nail provides additional power bonus, and the [Giraffe Earring] given by Tan Zhi provides stronger hearing, allowing accurate judgment of position and situation.

The [Magnetic Wristband] that Wang Wuzhou himself obtained in the previous copy also made it possible to recycle the axe.

With this set of equipment, the giant axe, about 120 cm long, flew towards Zhang Tu who was running in a whirlwind.

The sharp blade tore through the rain curtain, drew a graceful arc, and forcibly split a gap in the black and red mist.

The loud noise it made was difficult to describe as "breaking wind sound", more like murdering the air.

Of course, such a huge movement, even if it was thrown in the blind spot of vision, it was difficult to be regarded as a "sneak attack".

Although Zhang Tu, who was sprinting towards Gao Yi, had fallen into rage, he did not lose his basic perception ability.

When the flying axe attacked, the murderer holding a kitchen knife reacted quickly.

But unlike the guess, Zhang Tu did not rely on his extremely high agility and speed to dodge, thus revealing a flaw.

On the contrary, he turned his body and took the flying axe.

"Dang!"

The iron blade and his body made a sound like steel colliding. Looking closely, Zhang Tu was wearing a blood-red coat with a hood.

Some kind of defensive equipment? Tan Zhi mentioned that Zhang Tu was wearing a red cloak.

When Gao Yi found that the other party was wearing different clothes, he thought he just changed his clothes.

Now it seems that Zhang Tu just took off his equipment.

Gao Yi, who had already retreated two steps, did not hesitate, raised the Colt M1911 in his hand, aimed and shot in one go.

In an instant, several bullets poured out, and Zhang Tu just put on his hood and lowered his head to avoid being hit in the face.

A series of crisp noises appeared one after another. The bullets fired from a distance of less than ten meters were actually blocked by this red coat, and even failed to cause any skin injuries to Zhang Tu.

Regardless of the powerful axe or the half-magazine of bullets, if they hit an ordinary person, several lives would not be enough to die.

Zhang Tu's red coat could actually withstand such an attack, and its defensive power was amazing.

Then... why didn't the other party wear it all the time? Wasn't he afraid of being attacked?

The answer was already obvious.

Obviously, in the previous battle, Zhang Tu had accumulated a lot of sequelae from his equipment and characteristics.

Wearing this coat with extremely strong defensive power was obviously a big burden.

This also meant that Zhang Tu's condition was not as good as it looked, and his body must have been weakened in some way.

Gao Yi's thoughts turned very quickly, and his feet did not stop moving at all. Taking advantage of the short gap created by the flying axe and the gunshot, he ran quickly to the audience.

The black and red mist did not dissipate, but the hindrance to this action was not great.

It seemed that the mist had understood that Gao Yi did not want to escape.

The scarlet coat did help Zhang Tu block the imminent attack. Although the axe and bullets did not cause any damage to his body, the shock caused by the impact still delayed his steps.

The axe that was bounced aside had already flown back to the outside of the swimming pool under the control of the [magnetic wristband].

Wang Wuzhou did not approach the center of the swimming pool, but continued to pace by the broken glass window outside, ready for the next attack at any time.

On the other side, Gao Yi had already jumped up four or five floors along the stepped audience seats, and opened up the distance again.

Although Zhang Tu was not a very smart person, his combat instinct accumulated from long-term wandering on the edge of life and death was undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment.

He did not get angry and easily change his target because of the flying axe attack.

On the contrary, Zhang Tu still stared at Gao Yi who was running upwards.

He shook his right wrist and stabbed the kitchen knife in his hand in front of him, completing the "second kill".

Needless to say, the target was the phantom left by Gao Yi just now.

The heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and all the internal organs were dislocated at this moment, and a mouthful of blood rushed to the Adam's apple.

Gao Yi hurriedly held on to the plastic chair beside him, and finally recovered.

"Ahem..."

Seeing Gao Yi's embarrassment in running away, Zhang Tu seemed to have recovered from his irrational rage, and the smile of appreciating the prey appeared on his face again.

"Ha, I thought you were so brave, but you still want to fight with more people!"

"Tsk... When you were a demon sect yourself, you should have thought that others would not follow the code of conduct..."

Gao Yi spat out the coughed blood to the side, but he kept talking, still playing old-fashioned martial arts jokes.

At this moment, he was already in the audience.

Less than half of the faded plastic chairs around him were still in place, barely fixed by rusty screws.

The depressions on the seats, which were originally adapted to the human body, now accumulated turbid sewage, pressing the inferior plastic up and down.

The rain, I don't know when it got heavier.

The already damaged ceiling tried its best to provide cover, but it only allowed more rain to gather into waterfalls and pour down.

The increasingly complicated environment greatly affected the long-range support that the peripheral king Wuzhou could have provided, whether it was a giant axe or a gun.

But for Zhang Tu, it didn't matter at all, his attack method was so plain and simple.

Driven by gravity, more rain flooded the steps of the audience, forming a rushing stream, tumbling down.

Zhang Tu stepped on the waterfall, step by step, and went upstream.

On the opposite side of the black and red mist, Gao Yi on the steps raised his head and looked at the night sky, seemingly defenseless.

What was he looking at?

A trace of doubt flashed through Zhang Tu's mind.

Although this man who came to challenge did not show much strength, he was obviously well prepared.

From the perspective of mentality and wisdom, he did not seem to be someone who would give up or collapse easily.

The mist created by [Arena Totem] can prevent people from escaping, so he is not worried that the other party wants to run away.

Zhang Tu slowed down his pace cautiously, stopped completely at seven or eight steps below Gao Yi, and looked at the other party who was looking up at the sky:

"What's wrong, can't you bear it? Kneel down and kowtow, I can consider giving you a quick death."

Provocation in battle is not Gao Yi's patent.

Of course, Zhang Tu's tentative words were not responded to, and the person on the steps still raised his neck high, as if looking at something.

Is there anything in the sky?

Zhang Tu couldn't help but think of the nature of this copy. He had no interest in exploring the main storyline, but he also remembered the "disaster" mentioned in the mission.

Could it be... something else happened?

A strong sense of curiosity and vigilance surged in his heart, driving Zhang Tu to raise his head and look at the night sky.

Under the cover of fog and dark clouds, there was no moon or even a star in the night sky.

But... it seemed that there was something.

In the iron frame supporting the roof of the swimming pool, Zhang Tu faintly saw a very subtle shake in the rain.

It seemed that there was a group of small people several centimeters tall, marching in a line above.

What was that? Rats? Insects? Or some characteristics and equipment of the opponent?

Zhang Tu's attention was briefly distracted. Although he maintained basic vigilance, his attention to Gao Yi was vacant.

This was actually not a big deal. With this [Scarrion Crow's Scarlet Coat] on his body, he could fight back at any time even if he was attacked at close range.

But what Zhang Tu didn't expect was that Gao Yi had no intention of attacking him at all.

When he reacted, a black shadow had already flown out from the right side of his body, hit a plastic chair in the front row, and then fell from the nearly ten-meter-high audience seat to the ground next to the swimming pool.

Needless to say, it was Gao Yi.

Is it necessary to run away like this? This was Zhang Tu's first reaction.

But when he heard the tragic sound of metal breaking, he turned his head and looked up.

The huge iron frame supporting the roof of the swimming pool had collapsed, and half of the steel support attacked him like a pendulum.

Zhang Tu then realized what the other party's plan was.

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