"If you move, you'll die!" The Pumpkin Man sensed that someone was stepping on the track, and turned around after quickly finishing his lines again.

But Zheng Wei had already been prepared, and after stepping on the track, he maintained a static posture.

The pumpkin man turned around and saw that Zheng Wei had not violated the rules, snorted coldly, and turned his body back.

The elongated voice continued.

"One Move......

"Just ......"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zheng Wei made a gesture to move, but his body was just shaking and not really moving.

Just as Zheng Wei made a feint, the pumpkin man's speech suddenly accelerated.

"Will die!"

The pumpkin man turned around again, and Zheng Wei turned his head as if he had calculated him, still maintaining a static posture.

The pumpkin man still snorted coldly, shook his head and turned around and continued to speak slowly.

"One ......"

"Moving ......"

"Just ......"

This time, Zheng Wei seized the pumpkin ghost's long pause and took a quick step forward, but when Zheng Wei's feet just left the ground.

The pumpkin man is like a sensor, "It's going to die!" ”

Then he turned around quickly and happened to bump into Zheng Wei, who had just taken a step and had not yet landed.

Zheng Wei was also stunned, and stubbornly stopped his feet in the air to keep his body still.

But this action is very strenuous.

You must know that this is equivalent to raising your legs during military training, and you are not allowed to move.

Normal people will be able to last a few minutes, and trained people will be able to hold on a little longer.

However, Zheng Wei looked at it as an ordinary person, and estimated that a few minutes was already his limit.

The pumpkin man seemed to have to fight Zheng Wei to the end, and he kept staring at Zheng Wei, waiting for Zheng Wei's physical exhaustion.

By the time the stalemate lasted for five minutes, Zheng Wei's head had already overflowed with a large number of beads of sweat.

Myolie Wu happily looked at Zheng Wei who was in trouble.

Because she carried it for a few seconds at that time, this time Zheng Wei had already lasted five minutes, and the pumpkin man still didn't give up.

Finally in the eighth minute, Zheng Wei's leg finally fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The pumpkin man let out a strange laugh, and then looked at Zheng Wei like a fish on a board.

"If you move, you'll die!"

More than a dozen wooden thorns appeared around his body again, galloping towards Zheng Wei.

Zheng Wei wanted to quickly retreat back to the starting line, because he was now two or three steps away from the starting point.

Maybe it was because the stalemate just now was too long, and the body was a little disobedient, and the steps were frivolous, and he couldn't jump backwards for a while.

Zheng Wei frowned, and supported the ground with his hands, intending to roll back to the starting line.

At this time, I saw Myolie Wu's hand behind her secretly move, and a wave of air fluctuations erupted from the playing cards.

Zheng Wei felt a strong resistance, and then his eyes instantly focused on Myolie Wu's body.

"You?"

Zheng Wei felt the whistling wind behind him, and the wooden thorns were about to reach his body.

Myolie Wu sneered, "You're eating your own bad fruit." ”

As a bystander, I can already see that Myolie Wu secretly used her ability to create an air barrier to block Zheng Wei's way back to the starting line. This undoubtedly pushed Zheng Wei to a dead end, but Zheng Wei did not have that anxious demeanor.

Instead, when she knew that Myolie Wu was deliberately stopping her, she laughed.

"Is this guy stupid?" Su Mu looked at Zheng Wei on the field with his hands on his waist and said.

"I don't think so, this guy has a bit of a foundation." Qian Duoduo put down the chicken leg in his hand and replied to Su Mu and said.

"Fat man, do you know this person?" I asked, a little surprised, looking at the fat man, who barely spoke.

The fat man took another bite of the chicken thigh, swallowed it in his stomach, and said slowly.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling that this person is dangerous."

"How can the danger be, it's not like it's dying." Su Mu said disdainfully, it seems that the last round of games made Su Mu very disgusted with Zheng Wei.

The speeding wooden spike undoubtedly stabbed Zheng Wei, who was kneeling on the ground, and another wooden thorn stabbed directly into the back and then pierced out through the chest.

The strange thing is that after being so seriously injured, Zheng Wei didn't leave a little blood.

Zheng Wei sneered and looked at Myolie Wu and said, "You are ruthless enough, but ......"

Before Zheng Wei's words were finished, another wooden thorn directly stabbed him in the head and shot him in the head.

"Cut."

Myolie Wu ignored Zheng Wei's body and shouted at the only speaker in the dance studio.

"This guy is dead, am I going to win?"

But there was no sound in the classroom except for a few of us talking.

"Interesting."

Carbon head said a word coldly, and I looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, and I followed his gaze.

Zheng Wei's body actually disappeared.

At the finish line, another Zheng Wei was smiling next to the pumpkin man.

"What's the situation?"

My second monk looked at everything on the field like he was confused, Myolie Wu didn't seem to know that Zheng Wei had reached the end, and she didn't turn back until Su Mu called her.

Seeing Zheng Wei, who had reached the end, Myolie Wu's body trembled, and she showed an expression of disbelief.

But then Myolie Wu just clenched her fists and walked quickly to the starting point.

There are now less than thirty seconds left until the end of the game.

Myolie Wu's first tentative advance took more than thirty seconds, Zheng Wei's fake death just now consumed eight minutes of the game, and now Myolie Wu only has one chance, that is, to force her way over at the highest speed.

Myolie Wu knew that she had fallen into an absolute predicament, and she was determined to die.

Crazy to urge his mental power, most of the air in the dance studio was compressed.

I suddenly felt a little suffocated, but fortunately, Myolie Wu's ability control was not yet hot, otherwise she might have been able to directly extract the air from the entire dance studio, and we would have died at that time.

The pumpkin man sensed that Myolie Wu was about to step onto the arena, sneered twice, and began to speak.

"One Move......

As soon as the word "move" on the pumpkin head came out, the air under Myolie Wu's feet exploded instantly, making a deafening sound.

Even those of us onlookers were startled by the sudden loud noise, and Myolie Wu rushed like an arrow off the string to the end where the pumpkin man was.

The pumpkin man's reaction was also rapid, and he hurriedly turned around and summoned dozens of wooden thorns, which shot out towards Myolie Wu, who was attacking quickly.

This time there are unexpectedly many wooden thorns, and it seems that the pumpkin man does not plan to leave Myolie Wu alive.

Myolie Wu opened the bow and didn't look back, so she could only slam directly into the wooden thorn, but fortunately, the air shield was hard enough to directly bounce the wooden thorn away, which was also Myolie Wu's sprint speed was fast enough, relying on the air flow rate to resolve the wooden thorn attack.

However, Pumpkin Man summoned more wooden spikes again, this time not to attack Myolie Wu, but instead created a wall before the end.

Myolie Wu bumped into it without hesitation, because she had no other way, her ability was overloaded, and Myolie Wu had nothing to do.

Slammed into the wooden barbed wall and slammed into the track.

Unfortunately, we stayed less than a meter before the finish line, and the countdown to the dance studio was completely zero.

According to the rules, Myolie Wu should lose the game, and the person who loses is death.

Myolie Wu's strength and spirit have been exhausted.

But she struggled to her feet and said, "I don't want to die." ”

"I want revenge!"

looked at Zheng Wei angrily, and the look in his eyes was as if he wanted to kill him a thousand times.

Seeing Myolie Wu's expression, Zheng Wei was not angry, but very happy.

"If you have the strength, you are welcome to come and kill me."

"Loser, death." The pumpkin man smiled evilly and leaned towards Myolie Wu, and countless wooden thorns appeared around him again, ready to stab Myolie Wu.

This time, Myolie Wu no longer had the means to save her life, so she had to meet death in front of everyone.

"Wait!"

Unexpectedly, Zheng Wei actually spoke at this time, and the pumpkin man was also a wolf.

"What is this guy going to do?" Su Mu muttered in a low voice, not only him, but also a few of us were confused.

"Could it be that she wants to save Myolie Wu?"

Zheng Wei walked in front of Myolie Wu, blocked the wooden thorns floating in the air, and said to the pumpkin man.

"It's you who died."

"You're in violation!"