Chapter 445: Prison Trap
Yang Shu finished the first match neatly and finally won back the face of the Superpower Army and let the people see how powerful the Superpower Army is.
The next person to come out was Zhang Wenqian, and she was fighting against the 20th place, Deng Jinghui from the first team of the Superpower Army.
The two introduced their names and started fighting.
Deng Jinghui was one of the first people to join the Superpower Army. In the early days of the formation of the Superpower Army, he decided to join without hesitation.
His vision and strength are among the best in the Superpower Army.
He knew very well that there was no such thing as a casual first place. The woman in her forties in front of him was definitely not the first place by luck as other comrades said.
"I'm sorry." Deng Jinghui used his ultimate move right away.
The ground of Tiananmen Square suddenly formed several fast-spinning traps, which were constantly moving towards Zhang Wenqian.
"Deng Jinghui's ability is a prison trap. His current ability level is level four, and he can control eight prison traps at the same time." Duan Haiping explained in a timely manner, "This trap has a strong restrictive effect. Once trapped, it is very difficult to escape."
Liu Jianan couldn't help but sweat for her mother.
Although her mother's ability level is already level five, her ability is summoning.
Zhang Bao's strength is unquestionable, but Zhang Wenqian's physical strength is only equivalent to that of an ordinary level five ability user.
Liu Jianan used his divine power to detect and found that the prison trap would devour each other over time to form a larger trap.
If it was allowed to trap Zhang Wenqian in its final form, even Zhang Bao would find it difficult to break the prison trap and rescue his mother.
On the field, Zhang Wenqian also discovered that the prison trap could be enlarged through fusion.
She immediately enlarged the little pig in her arms and turned over to ride on Zhang Bao.
"Mom, hold on to my hair, I'm going to charge." Zhang Bao said to Zhang Wenqian through the master-pet contract.
Zhang Wenqian hugged Zhang Bao's neck tightly: "Go, let's fight side by side!"
Zhang Bao was encouraged by his master, and his fighting power increased immediately, leading Zhang Wenqian to avoid all the traps. He
was so agile that he didn't look like a fat man.
Zhang Wenqian held Zhang Bao tightly. Although her strength was not as good as that of a strength-enhanced psychic, her level 5 psychic ability also improved her physical fitness, making her much stronger than ordinary people.
Seeing the wild boar getting closer and closer to him, Deng Jinghui had to use his psychic ability again to let the prison trap protect himself.
Zhang Bao was indeed afraid of the consequences and had to stop.
Deng Jinghui thought that the next battle would be a tug-of-war, but he didn't expect that Zhang Wenqian showed her staff in a flash.
The staff was her personal weapon. Weapons were not banned in the friendly match, in order to allow psychics to perform at their highest level.
Deng Jinghui naturally had a weapon, a Desert Eagle pistol.
But he was a little hesitant, wondering whether to use it. If he accidentally hurt the opponent, he would be the sinner of the superpower army.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jianan poked Duan Haiping's arm and said, "Didn't you tell them to do their best to win the game?"
He was not worried at all that the gun would hurt his mother.
After becoming a superpower, the speed of the bullet is no longer a big deal. With the superpower's reaction ability, it can be avoided.
Even if it cannot be avoided, the superpower can be used to collide with the bullet and cause the trajectory of the bullet to deviate.
Zhang Wenqian is already a level 5 superpower. Let alone a Desert Eagle, even if Deng Jinghui carries a rocket launcher, he can't hurt Zhang Wenqian at all.
This is the power of psychics. Under the protection of the chisel element, their resistance to man-made objects has been greatly enhanced. Only attacks from other psychics and mutants, or battles in the Lingbao Secret Realm, can pose a threat to them.
Duan Haiping frowned slightly: "The rules of the friendly match allow contestants to carry weapons. I thought I didn't need to give them a warning about this."
"Okay, why are you angry with them?" Liu Jianan soothed, "They are soldiers, and Chinese soldiers. Chinese soldiers will not point their guns at the people at will. This shows that he is a very good soldier."
Duan Haiping's brows relaxed instantly: "Anan is right, but we can't go on like this. It's okay to lose to our godmother, but it would be too embarrassing if other members of the superpower army lost to weaker civilian masters because they dare not fire."
He asked Liu Jianan to continue watching the game and wait for him for a moment, and then found the director and asked him to tell the host through the backstage to remind the contestants that they can use weapons.
During this period, Zhang Wenqian held the energy rod and injected Zhang Bao with the power of storm.
Zhang Bao opened his mouth and a hurricane suddenly came out of his mouth, sending Deng Jinghui directly to the sky.
Deng Jinghui, who was dizzy from the wind, turned around and found that he was sent to the stage, which meant that he was out.
He returned to the competition venue in frustration: "Big sister, you are really amazing."
Zhang Wenqian smiled: "You are not weak either. Also, you should take action when you need to. Now is different from the past."
Deng Jinghui understood what Zhang Wenqian meant. If he had just fired, he might have been able to avoid the hurricane.
But losing is losing. The gap between him and Zhang Wenqian is too big, and he can't catch up with a gun alone.
At this time, the host came between the two and first announced that Zhang Wenqian won.
Then he continued: "I repeat, friendly matches are allowed to carry weapons, whether hot weapons or cold weapons, as long as they are not nuclear weapons, they can be used in friendly matches. Please rest assured that the shield of the competition venue is jointly constructed by hundreds of superpowers, which can guarantee absolute safety!"
After the game, Deng Jinghui returned to his comrades with his head down.
"I'm sorry, I lost." He lowered his head and apologized to his comrades.
His comrades comforted him one after another. After all, his opponent was Zhang Wenqian who won the first place in the points competition, and the failure was forgivable.
Amidst the consoling voices, a cold sarcasm was particularly piercing: "You should apologize, but you should apologize to yourself! Ask yourself, did you try your best in today's game? Did you give your opponent enough respect?"
Faced with a series of questions, Deng Jinghui tried hard to hold back tears: "I tried my best. I, I am not her opponent."
"I know you are no match for her. We all know you can't beat her." Xin Liangquan, the captain of the first squad of the superpower army, said to him unhappily, "But you don't even have the courage to pick up a weapon. You are a warrior, you should show all your abilities in this arena! And did you do it?"
"I..." Deng Jinghui's face turned pale, but he couldn't say even a word to refute.
He was wrong. Even if he lost, he should have done his best to present the most exciting game to the audience.