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Qiyu felt a warning sign, and saw Feng Baobao approaching with a shovel, and kept muttering:
"Buried you..."
"Buried you..."
Feng Baobao, who was holding a black shovel, exuded an aura of incomparable sharpness and wit, and her eyes exuded an astonishing look, like a bright star in the night sky!
Saitama felt as if he was locked in and kept dodging.But no matter where he hides, the shovel can always keep up with his figure!
"clang!"
A huge force came, Feng Baobao suddenly appeared on top of Qiyu again, and took a shovel!
Saitama was about to dodge, but at this moment his leg suddenly cramped and he couldn't move!
"idiot……"
Saitama's eyes widened, and he couldn't help bursting out, his leg cramps at this time?
How is this possible! !
At this time Feng Baobao had already slapped it with a shovel, and the swarthy shovel exuded a cold luster!
The shovel's own mysterious attribute 100% shovel skills are distributed!
Qiyu was about to jump out with his only remaining leg, but in the next second, he found that there seemed to be a strange liquid under his feet, which stuck his whole body tightly, making him unable to move!
"What's going on here!" Saitama was terrified.
"what!"
"Awei's Eighteen Styles: Falling down with a shovel!"
One second is long?But for Qiyu and Feng Baobao's current state, it is too short!
"clang!"
There was a crisp metal impact, it was too loud!
You can even see the sound of sound waves swaying around the shovel!
And the surface of the shovel came into intimate contact with Saitama's smooth marinated egg head.
A big red bag popped out of Qiyu's head in an instant, and white smoke kept coming out!
A sense of dizziness hit his head, and Saitama was a little unsteady on his feet. This was the first time he had such a feeling since he became a hero!
He has encountered more powerful attacks than this before, but this kind of dizziness is indeed the first time.
"Buried you!"
Feng Baobao's eyes were scary, emitting faint flames, he compared calmly, and slapped the shovel several times in succession.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Qi Yu stared at the stars, unable to bear the mysterious power brought by the weird shovel.The invincible him finally knelt down at this moment.
"So dizzy!"
Saitama was lying on the ground in a big shape, already out of combat mode, looking at the blue sky and white clouds with two loveless eyes!
Feng Baobao approached Qiyu with a disheveled face, muttering to himself:
"It's really strange. Usually, it only takes one shovel to bury a person. This person actually took so many shots. No way, this time it has to be buried deeper."
Just doing what he said, Feng Baobao actually started his old business in front of Qiyu.
A shovel was inserted into the ground, and the legs and feet were kicked skillfully, kicking up a piece of soil, and the mud splashed everywhere!
Chapter 892 Saitama vs. Feng Baobao IV (Sixth)
"Buried people!"
"Dig deeper!"
"La la la la..."
I don't know why, Baobao Feng always has an inexplicable sense of happiness when he is holding a black shovel, especially when he is digging the soil, he has endless energy!
After a while, I saw the mud splashing everywhere, and a big, big hole appeared, and Feng Baobao stood in it digging the soil ecstatically.
Saitama, who was lying on one side in a dizzy state, did not know how to describe his mood at the moment.
"I admit defeat, stop digging!" Saitama shouted, he was really afraid that he would be buried.
"Ding!"
"According to the judgment of the god-level arena, the martial artist Qiyu concedes, and the martial artist Feng Baobao wins!"
"Ding, the game is over, the ring is recovered..."
After a burst of mechanical words, the god-level arena turned into a ray of light and disintegrated into silk threads out of thin air.
And Qiyu and Feng Baobao reappeared in the inner space of the mall.
"Hey, what about my shovel?"
Feng Baobao, who was focused on digging and burying people, was naturally unaware of changes in the outside world. Shui Lingling's big eyes were extremely wide open, like fish eyes, with a dazed expression on his face. He looked left and right, but he couldn't find it.
Qiyu touched his head, the big bag that was terribly photographed was gone, and even the injury he received just now and the weird dizziness were gone.
Just looking at the girl in front of him, he couldn't help but take two steps back, with a vigilant look on his face.
The impression Feng Baobao gave her was too cruel!
"Aren't you lying down? Why stand up!" Feng Baobao asked.
"Ahem. How about this opponent?"
Xu Yi came over and asked, just now he was sweating for Qiyu outside the court.
It's better for him not to participate in that level of battle, because these two people are already inhuman creatures!
"Very good, but it's a bit cruel!"
Qiyu wiped the cold sweat off his head, his blood did boil, but it cooled down quickly.
"Shopkeeper, why did you change all of a sudden just now! You haven't buried yourself yet!" Feng Baobao asked, looking at Qiyu still full of danger.