Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 143: Everyone is equal in the face of technology

Ma Zhan tried his best to break free from the stone wall, took a few deep breaths, circulated Changchun, and did some simple recovery.

Then he exerted force with his legs and jumped to where the tiger stick fell.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

With a boxwood bow in hand, he shot a barrage of arrows at Mr. Eight.

Ma Zhan jumped to Yu Zhang in order to mislead Mr. Hachi.

At the same time, in order to close the distance, he also used longbows and arrows to launch a sneak attack.

However, in the face of absolute strength, all clever tricks seem so ridiculous.

Dozens of arrows seemed to have eyes and flew around Mr. Eight.

Either nailed to a tree or fell to the ground.

Ma Zhan discovered the problem immediately. It was impossible not to hit such a large fixed target.

He must have used some method to make the arrow deviate from the target.

Ma Zhan immediately gave up his bow and arrow, holding the tiger stick, and with a powerful and heavy mountain-splitting move, the tiger head rushed straight towards Mr. Ba's head.

"Boom..."

Ma Zhan and Yuji were thrown away together.

Ma Zhan, who had anticipated this, twisted his body in the air and fired seven arrows in a row from his iron crossbow, "buzz, buzz, buzz..."

The idea was good, but unfortunately the seven crossbow arrows had the same fate as the bow and arrow that had just been shot, and they didn't even touch the corner of the fat man's clothes.

Ma Zhan landed back at the edge of the spring. Looking at the motionless Mr. Ba, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Range and close range attacks are ineffective. This is so unsolvable."

Mr. Ba picked up his fishing rod out of boredom.

"What a waste, is that all?"

"Hey~~ Why are you still cursing?"

Hu Zhang turned around, Ma Zhan used the tiger's tail as the spear tip, gathered all the Chi Xia Qi, twisted the spear flower, and the tiger's tail became extremely hot.

Then, the sound of dragon roars echoed in the mountains, and a fire dragon above the spiritual spring pounced towards Mr. Ba ferociously.

In the brief fight just now, Ma Zhan found that physical attacks could hardly get close to Mr. Ba.

I can only change my strategy. After much thought, I found that only Ma Laoer's Fire Dragon Spear Technique is powerful and has magic bonus.

What he didn't expect was that when the Fire Dragon Spear Technique was used, the fire dragon transformed by the red cloud energy was actually bigger than the one used by Ma Zhongtong.

The fire dragon pounced on Mr. Eight under the reflection of the water.

Facing the giant dragon covered in flames, Mr. Ba finally moved, but only slightly.

He raised his right hand slightly and made a backhand slapping gesture.

The giant fire dragon's face was twisted to one side and it disappeared the next moment.

It seems that the fire dragon's temperature is a little high, Mr. Ba shook his hand casually.

"This trick is quite good."

"Oh my god, I'm not easy? You just slapped me to death."

The terrifying strength of Mr. Ba left Ma Zhan speechless.

"How can I fight him? Forget killing him. I can't even touch the edge of his clothes."

"It's over? You disappoint me. If you don't make a move, you'll lose."

Mr. Ba had a mocking smile on his chubby face.

Ma Zhan was so angry that he had never insulted anyone like this before. He pointed at Mr. Ba and started to scold him.

"What's your strength? What's my strength? Aren't you just bullying an honest person?

If I had a gun, I would have shot you dead."

"Bang~~" a gunshot rang out.

It was so quiet that Ma Zhan felt like his brain was about to go out.

He looked at his raised right hand, holding a black pistol.

Mr. Ba's temple was grazed by a bullet, leaving a clear burn mark.

After a second of silence, Ma Zhan's brain restarted.

'What's going on? I was just thinking...'

Mr. Ba gently touched his temple, and the real stinging sensation made him take a breath.

Then he asked in surprise.

"What is this, a hidden weapon?"

"You were using a hidden weapon! You almost died just now..."

Mr. Ba was even happier. He threw away his fishing rod and stood up and said.

“Come on, kill me.

Don't worry, it's okay, just kill me."

Seeing Mr. Ba looking like he was courting death, Ma Zhan felt a little suspicious.

He gripped the pistol and calmed down.

When the bow and arrow attacked at the beginning, Mr. Ba did not make any move.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him, so every arrow avoided the target.

This shows that he is very familiar with arrows, and he only needs to think about it to make the arrows lose their direction.

He may have this ability, but the possibility is not high. At least Ma Zhongtong and Zhu Ling can't do it.

Just now when I used the Fire Dragon Spear Technique, the fire dragon transformed by the true energy was even bigger than Ma Zhongtong's. This is unrealistic.

And the pistol in my hand now, I just thought about having a gun in my hand, and then it appeared.

Does Mr. Ba really want to die so much?

Remove all impossibilities, and what remains, even if impossible, is still the truth - this is not the real world.

Ma Zhan laughed heartily: "If that's the case, how can a pistol satisfy my perverted desires?"

Then Ma Zhan raised his hands to his shoulders and fired...

“Whoosh~~”

A rocket with a long tail flew to Mr. Ba's feet.

"Boom~~"

A fat body was blown into the air.

Mr. Eight hasn't landed yet.

"Boom~~"

Ma Zhan, sitting in the tank, fired another shell.

Immediately afterwards, the AN95, M16, and AK47 took turns coming into play, and Ma Zhan fired roughly in the direction of Mr. Eight.

Mr. Hachi, who was covered by firepower, had never seen such a weapon before.

He could only desperately try to mobilize spiritual energy to protect his body, but those hot hidden weapons were too powerful and shattered the protective spiritual energy in just a few hits.

Ma Zhan was having a lot of fun and even arranged for Gatling to join in.

Finally, Mr. Eight was shot into a sieve under the extremely high firing rate of the Gatling gun.

"Hahaha~~Huh~"

Ma Zhan, who was still controlling the Gatling gun, felt the scene around him change. He returned to the spiritual spring with his hair still wet.

"came back?"

He looked up and saw that Mr. Hachi, who was fishing, had disappeared.

Suddenly, a big fat hand hugged Ma Zhan.

"Brother, tell me what those moves are, what weapons they are, they are so powerful."

Ma Zhan did not answer, but asked instead.

"Where was that place just now? It's so magical."

Mr. Eight waved his hand: "That's just an illusion similar to a dream, which connects the thoughts of those within it.

As long as it is in your mind, any moves and any weapons will be fully displayed."

“I knew it wasn’t the real world.

By the way, Mr. Eight, what am I talking about...?

"Oh.."

Mr. Eight said loudly.

"Those who discuss the Dao and the Dao and the Martial Arts will win."

"Brother, tell me quickly, what are those."

Looking at the anxious Mr. Ba, Ma Zhan was speechless.

"What a martial arts fanatic."

Ma Zhan replied: "Those are technologies."

Mr. Ba was stunned.

"Technology? What is it?"

Ma Zhan was unable to explain to this great man what technology was, and could only use the secret realm to shirk responsibility again.

"I saw it in the secret realm. It should be a kind of weapon."

"No wonder I knew nothing about this."

Mr. Ba had a strong desire for knowledge: "Brother, this is so exciting, let's do it again."

Horse Battle: . . . . . .