What Jirobo couldn't figure out was actually quite simple.

Lu Mang, who was trapped in the dungeon by him, was not the main body at all, just a shadow clone, so naturally there could not be too many chakras.

But no matter how much he couldn't figure it out, after seeing the new dozen or so shadow clones, he knew very clearly where the problem was.

"It turned out to be a shadow clone, I didn't expect you, a little ghost, to have such a skill."

Jirobo laughed wildly, withdrew the dungeon that he controlled with his right hand, got down on one knee, and plunged his right hand into the ground.

"Tu Dun, Tulu returns!"

A huge stone slab was lifted from the ground by him, and in the blink of an eye, the large stone slab shattered into countless small stones the size of marbles, and swished towards Lu Mang's shadow clone like a bullet.

In Jirofang's imagination, no matter how many shadow clones Lu Mang has, they will soon be broken by this small piece like a rain of bullets.

In fact, this is not entirely his imagination, because there have been countless previous combat experiences that have been the result of this.

Not to mention, wasn't the ten water bodies that had not been cut before broken by him like this?

With the prestige of the Fog Hidden Ghost Man, he was easily defeated by him, how could this little ghost, who was nothing, be even more powerful than not cutting again?

"Little ghost, suffer death!"

Jirofang looked at Lu Mang with a frightened look on his face with a cruel smile, and the pride in his heart was indescribable.

This little ghost was able to defeat Zuo Jin, but now he was defeated by him with an easy move, doesn't that mean that he is much more powerful than Zuo Jingyao?

However, the development of events took him by surprise, and the surprise on his face never disappeared from this moment on.

Bullet-like rubble hit the body of Lu Mang's shadow clone one one after another, although those shadow clones screamed in pain, it was true that not even a shadow clone disappeared.

"How is this possible?"

Since Lu Mang appeared, this is the first time that Jirofang has shouted like this.

Under normal circumstances, this is indeed not possible.

All shadow clones are very fragile, just like bubbles, and even the slightest attack can break them.

Even a pricking with a needle can have the same effect.

It is impossible to have such a phenomenon as now, and even countless bullet-like rubble can't knock out those hidden clones.

It's a pity that Jirobo met Lu Mang, a traverser with BUG-level plug-in skills.

Although 1% of the Undefeated Body is not able to defend against attacks that are too strong, attacks below bullets still cannot deal fatal damage.

Although Jirobo's gravel attack is sharp and like a bullet, it is not a bullet after all, and it has a kinetic energy much worse than a real rifle bullet, and it can be easily defended by 1% of the undefeated body.

In fact, Lu Mang's perverted defense has worked many times in this move.

Regardless of the other worlds, in this world, I have already dealt with Mizuki, dealt with Bai, dealt with Zai, and so on.

It's just that Jirofang hadn't heard of it before, and Lu Mang wouldn't take the initiative to tell him.

If you miss the opportunity in one step, it is difficult to make up for it step by step.

Because of too much surprise and too unexpected, Jirobo failed to defend against Lu Mang's wave of attacks.

The punch that must be hit was the first to take effect, and Jirobo's fat face was punched first, and the rhythm of the dodge was interrupted, and at the same time, the dungeon on his left hand was also broken by Lu Mang from the outside.

After that, more shadow clones surrounded him, and they also used Konoha to bullet and kick Jirobo from the ground to the sky with one punch and one kick.

Jirofang was also defeated by Lu Mang, and the fate he got was not much worse than that of the left and right brothers.

It was also unable to fight back by the continuous attacks of Konoha bullets, and then fell from a high altitude, and the potential energy accumulated before was released at once, causing deep damage to Jirobo.

The only difference is that there is a re-beheading that has just escaped from the dungeon, and there is a decapitation knife in the hand of Zaibu.

When Jirobo fell heavily to the ground, he slashed with a big knife that didn't cut again.

…………

The address left on the express must be fine, but the mobile phone number cannot be contacted when it is turned off. The courier boy asked the dormitory administrator, but even the administrator didn't know about this person, which gave him a headache. If the phone can't get through, you can also throw it to the dormitory manager, but if you don't even know the dormitory manager, you can only take it back to the courier point, otherwise you will be complained, and you can't run away again this time.

The courier brother muttered and was about to leave, when the window on the side of the corridor on the first floor suddenly opened, and a sleepy-eyed face stretched out from it. The big face shouted dissatisfied: "What is the noise? In broad daylight, let people not sleep! ”

The courier brother was speechless.

With a glimmer of hope, he asked with a big face: "Big brother, do you have a classmate named Lu Mang here?" ”

The big face asked blankly: "Who is Lu Mang?" ”

The courier brother said in his heart that I want to know and I still ask you? Obviously the address is good, why doesn't anyone in such a big building know this guy named Lu Mang?

Suddenly, someone inside said: "Lu Mang is Sun Wukong!" ”

Sun, Sun Wukong? Did I hear you right?

The courier brother is dumbfounded, and there is someone named Monkey King? Even if it's a nickname, it's too much, isn't it?

The big face was even more surprised than the courier brother, and he asked his roommate in a very peculiar voice: "Hey! Monkey King will also receive express delivery? This sun is coming out of the west, right?! ”

The courier brother was about to ask again, but the window on the first floor had already snapped shut.

"Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong is not here!"

The courier boy shouted at first, and the louder he shouted, the louder he became. Under the sun, anyone who tosses so much can't stand it, and he plans to go back if no one comes out, and running in vain is better than heat stroke.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The window on the fourth floor was pushed open, and someone leaned out of it in response, and shrank back again. This person is very fast, so fast that the courier brother only sees the flowing chicken coop.

However, the courier brother still smiled with satisfaction, no matter what, he finally found someone.

One minute, two minutes...... Ten minutes passed, and the courier boy in the shade licked his lips. He looked up at the half-open window, there was no one, and when he looked into the hallway, there was no movement.

What about people? Why can't you come down when you say it's coming?

Do you want to shout again?

The courier brother hesitated, but forgot it, so many people, he shouted Sun Wukong downstairs It was so strange.

No, I can't wait any longer, I'm afraid I'm going to get heat stroke if I wait any longer. Let's go up and send it, anyway, it's also excellent to quench your thirst with a glass of water, and the courier brother comforted himself so much in his heart.

With the location of the window in his memory, the courier brother found the door of 412. On the door of this room, tsk, it's really dirty, and the courier brother has nowhere to knock on the door.