"Hey, hey, you can respect me!"

Seeing that Wang Yu and others were still chatting, the boss was unhappy and couldn't help but shout.

“Direction at 10 o’clock!”

At this time, Wang Yu once again reported the boss's location to everyone.

"Bang!"

Yin Laoer and Shura's shields were used to protect everyone. The sound of the bowstring of the left hand of the God of Death sounded, and the arrow shot at the boss again.

“duang!”

A loud bang came, without Wang Yu's advice, everyone realized that the God of Death's left hand was off the target again and shot on the wall.

"Depend on!"

Seeing that he didn't shoot again, Death's left hand clenched his fist angrily and smashed the palm of his hand.

"Don't be anxious!" Wuji advised on the side: "The enemy is in darkness and we are in light, so it's normal for us to shoot if we don't shoot."

"Hey!" The god of death shook his head and sighed: "I always feel that the prediction is a little short of it, otherwise I can still shoot even if I can't see my opponent."

Everyone still believes the words of the God of Death's left hand, because in the professional league, everyone has seen the God of Death's left hand killing his hand out of sight with the opponent's attack direction.

But this time the boss is obviously a little smarter than the enemies he encountered before by Death's left hand.

"Just leave the prediction to me, you are responsible for the attack!"

Just when the God of Death's left hand was depressed, Chunxiang suddenly spoke.

"You? Are you okay?"

Hearing Chunxiang's words, Death's right hand couldn't help but say in a bad tone: "Predict, our boss is professional..."

In fact, Quanzhen Sect still has some reputation. Although its reputation is not that good, it has been in the game for so many years and has not been destroyed. It can be seen that these guys are not just like to pester and fight. Chunxiang, as the number one master of Quanzhen’s town sect, can also be seen in his ability.

Of course, the right hand of the God of Death is not unaware of Chunxiang's name, but the right hand of the God of Death is more clear about how strong the God of Death's left hand is. No matter how powerful Chunxiang is, he is born in a wild path, and his strength is still somewhat different from that of the God of Death's left hand.

In this situation, the left hand of the Death God thought he could not predict the boss's position, but Chunxiang jumped out and said that he could. This is no longer a matter of strength. In the hearts of the group of guys who want to save face in the Puritan world, Chunxiang is clearly challenging the left hand of the Death God. No wonder the right hand of the Death God's reaction is so strong.

After all, the left hand of the God of Death is the number one master in the Puritan world, and everyone recognizes it if they can't compare to Wang Yu. Even Chunxiang dares to come up and step on it. This is not a big deal to treat the master as a human being.

It’s like if Wuji is bullied outside, the people of Quanzhen Sect will be unhappy. After all, they are the leader of Quanzhen Sect. Even if they bully, they have to bully themselves. Where can they get outsiders? Is bullying it soon equivalent to bullying Quanzhen Sect?

Chunxiang is a veteran Quanzhen Sect, so he naturally has a very strong temper. Although he smiles at these guys like Quanzhen Sect, he is also quite tough when he is criticized by others.

"You don't have to worry about whether I can do it, as long as you know that your left hand is not good!"

Chunxiang replied coldly to the right hand of the god of death, and then Wang Yu said, "Old Niu, where is the boss now?"

"It's at the direction of 11:30!" Wang Yu replied after feeling it for a moment.

"Left hand, raise your bow and aim!"

Upon hearing this, Chunxiang calmly gave orders to the left hand of the God of Death, and then whispered: "I'll let you shoot the arrow and you can shoot the arrow again!"

Although the God of Death's left hand was a little reluctant, Wang Yu had already reported the position and was embarrassed not to aim, so he raised his giant bow and aimed at the direction Wang Yu said.

“!!!”

If you want to say that this full-strength archer can be said to be quite terrifying to attack. Although the two arrows in the left hand of Death did not shoot the boss, the boss saw the momentum and was also prepared for it.

At this moment, seeing the God of Death's left hand aiming at him again, the boss was shocked and quickly began to move!

Feeling the boss's movement, Wang Yu immediately said, "He is moving to the right!"

"One o'clock direction!"

Chunxiang's eyes tightened and he reported the attack location.

At the same time, Death's left hand quickly adjusted the angle!

Chunxiang paused for a moment and said, "Cum!"

"Bang!"

With Chunxiang's instructions, Death's left hand released the bowstring.

"puff!!"

With a muffled sound, the thick arrow hit the boss's left shoulder.

"oops!"

The boss screamed and was nailed to the wall.

"I'm beaten!!"

Hearing the boss's scream, Death's left hand suddenly grabbed the long bow, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"What's this...what is this?"

Seeing that Chunxiang's prediction was really effective, the chin of the God of Death fell to the ground on the spot.

Prediction ability is to distinguish the dividing line between master players and ordinary players. When the strength reaches the level of professional players, even if there is a difference in prediction ability, the level will not be too obvious. After all, this probability is similar to gambling, and it depends entirely on feelings and consciousness. No one dares to say who is better than who.

But the momentum in Chunxiang's words made the right hand of Death clearly feel Chunxiang's confidence in his prediction, as if saying: I can't make a mistake in my prediction!

And the fact is the same, which is a bit difficult to understand.

"Say?" Chunxiang thought for a while and said calmly: "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well and you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world!"

“???!!!”

Not only the right hand of the God of Death, but even the rest of the Bear world were confused when they heard Chun Xiang's explanation.

There is no way. These guys in the Puritan world are not material for reading at first glance, so they would not think about how Chunxiang predicted it.

If Chunxiang really told him that he calculated the boss's movement distance based on the sound and shooting angle, and then calculated the boss's movement speed based on the distance, and finally predicted the boss's foothold, I'm afraid these guys in the Puritan world will be even more confused.

After all, even the Quanzhen Sect who had been in contact with Chunxiang for a long time regarded Chunxiang as an alien.

Why is Chunxiang confident? Because in his heart, math will not make mistakes. If it goes wrong, it is just that you calculate it wrong! The same is true for prediction!

"Where is the boss now?" Ignoring the confused people in the Pluto Realm, Chunxiang asked Wang Yu again.

"There is no place to move!" Wang Yu replied.

"Continue to aim!"

"Um!"

The god of death nodded in convincingly, pulled the bowstring and aimed the boss's position.

"You damn invaders!!"

At this time, the boss no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and after tasting the power of the left arrow of Death God's left hand, he became even more afraid of it. Seeing that Death God's left hand aimed at him again, the boss cursed angrily, grabbed the arrow with one hand, pulled it down fiercely, then rolled to the left, got up and ran away!

"Move left!" Wang Yu reported in time.

"The direction of eleven o'clock! Shoot the arrow!"

"puff!"

With Chunxiang's instructions, the arrow of Death's left hand flew out and shot it diagonally on the boss's chest.

ps: Have you studied hard? You can’t play well without learning games.

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