Chapter 465 Strong Wind Revenge Twenty

If everyone guessed correctly, the ball belonging to "Yin Tu" in this round should have poisonous smoke for everyone, which would be fatal to any team of participants.

But one person in this team took a few steps forward and stood in the middle of the runway.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Ershi scratched his head and took a few steps forward.

"Angry..." Qiao Jiajin also suddenly thought of something at this time.

"Dima, Dima..." Qiu Ershi put on that annoying expression again, "Am I seeing it right? Is this your ultimate ability?"

Seeing this scene, Dima could only sigh helplessly.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or destiny, this team can solve all the problems in this "Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse".

"It's really unlucky..." Dima said, "Are you really not sent by "the top" to mess with me?"

Qiu Ershi sneered and raised his hands directly: "I... want a gust of wind! "

As soon as the voice fell, all the smoke on the runway shook violently at this moment, and the completely enclosed indoor space was like a strong wind blowing at this moment.

"I... want a gust of wind! !"

Qiu Ershi waved his hands, like a crazy conductor in the thick fog and wind, and all the smoke was blown away in an instant.

It is much easier to blow away the smoke in such a wide range than to stop the iron ball in mid-air.

The strong wind kept sweeping over the runway, not only blowing away all the smoke, but also blowing the mud balls on the ground to the wall, and the smoke on them gradually disappeared.

"That's it?" Qiu Ershi panted, but still did not forget to turn around and tease Di Ma, "That's it? Is there anything more powerful?"

Di Ma slowly stood up, and did not pay attention to Qiu Ershi, but stretched his muscles and bones and stretched a few times.

"I'll remember you." Di Ma said, "You'd better wear your bulletproof vest and your helmet in the next round. "

This sentence made Qiu Ershi swallow slowly, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "No way? Are you anxious?"

This time, Di Ma was not angered by Qiu Ershi's provocation, but continued to exercise her muscles. She was sure that she could kill the people on the field 100% when she pitched the ball herself, and no matter how hard these people talked, they could not be her opponents.

"Killing you... There is no need to rush." ​​Di Ma said coldly, "None of you can leave today."

Everyone naturally knew that it was impossible to rely on Qiu Ershi's mouth to get through the seventh round, so they could only start to act immediately. When the poisonous smoke on the track almost dissipated, they covered their mouths and noses and came to the end of the track, and then pushed the car back together.

After pushing the car several times in a row, everyone also had experience.

The most important thing about pushing a car on this track is not to "keep a straight line", but to use explosive speed to make the car move forward quickly. Even if the car keeps spinning, it will deviate from the track, and it must not be allowed to stop, otherwise the corrosive poison gas and mud balls may directly kill people.

Yun Shijiu sat firmly in the car, bent down and hugged his legs, then listened to the whirring sound in his ears, and inhaled a few breaths of special smell gas in his nose. Fortunately, the poisonous gas was very thin, but he just felt a little itchy in his throat.

The car rushed out of the runway at the last moment and came to the ground without ice, but it still did not roll over. It just slid for a distance and stopped in place.

At this time, the whole field was filled with smoke again, and Qiu Ershi also summoned the strong wind with all his faith for the last time.

Zhou Liu understood and walked to the side, and suddenly opened the door of the basketball hall. Qi Xia felt his ears buzzing when he noticed her action.

He looked at Zhou Liu with interest, and suddenly thought of something incredible.

Zhou Liu opened the door... Was he adjusting the air pressure in the room?

Because Qiu Ershi summoned the strong wind out of thin air, the air pressure in the house became higher and higher. If the door was not opened to discharge these airflows, the people in the house would be a little uncomfortable.

How many times did they cooperate to have such a tacit understanding?

"Thank you, Sixth Sister!" Qiu Ershi waved in the distance, then stood at the finish line and shouted to Di Ma at the starting point, "No way? That's it? I thought I would be more powerful when I go back, but is that all?"

"Hehe..." Di Ma slowly showed an ugly smile, "Protect your own head."

Everyone was on guard, and came to the starting point with a gloomy face.

The next moment is the most important moment.

If you want all the efforts in the early stage to be worthwhile, you must survive this round.

After everyone came to the starting point, they wanted to discuss countermeasures, but Bai Jiuhe didn't dare to speak at this time. She slowly moved her eyes to Qi Xia not far away.

This person can break all the mechanisms on the field with just one look, so has he figured out a way to deal with Di Ma?

At this time, Di Ma took out a special bamboo tube from the ruins beside him, about the length of his forearm, and then came to the end of the runway. There was a small hole at the bottom of the bamboo tube, which seemed to be able to take out the "ball".

She stood at the far end of the runway like a motionless machine. To everyone's surprise, the machines around her began to shake silently.

It seemed that the Earth Horse had something else to say.

In the seventh round, not only would the Earth Horse throw the ball, but all the machines would attack together again.

This is not a straight track covered with ice, but a hellish road to death.

"Everyone is ready... Let's start right away." Di Ma smiled and took out a stone ball from the bamboo tube, then weighed it in his hand, "I wonder what "speed" you want to use to escape my attack?"

Qi Xia saw this scene and touched his chin slightly, feeling as if he had caught some clues.

How many "balls" can be put in a bamboo tube the length of a forearm?

One ball is the size of a fist, with a maximum diameter of ten centimeters. So it seems that there are only five or six balls in the bamboo tube.

As the rules of all earth-level games, Di Ma absolutely cannot throw seven balls to attack seven people.

Otherwise, no one can survive this game.

"Fist..." Qi Xia took a deep breath and said, "My strategy in the last round is unlikely to work. This monster is not standing on the side of the runway, but standing opposite us... Even if the car is accelerated, it is impossible to avoid the "ball" 100%. "