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Chapter 16 Street Fighting!(2/3)

Light and shadow flash.

Han Feng condensed the sand table again. This time, he perfectly integrated the techniques of the sand table deduction into it, and used the first high-level sand table in his life!

Buzz —

Sand table transformation.

The entire spiritual sand table seemed to be active, and the young sand sculpture began to move.

"It's moving!"

Han Feng was excited.

The young man really moved.

Then……

Han Feng watched helplessly as he was stabbed by the young man's dagger and felt cold.

“So thick…”

Han Feng died on the spot only when he had time to say a word.

brush!

The sand tray collapses and returns to the origin.

In front of you.

The sand table returned to the confrontation between Han Feng and the young man.

This is……

Han Feng touched the place where he had just been stabbed in horror, and it seemed that there was still a vague pain there.

Very real...

Han Feng suddenly understood a little.

He remembered what Uncle Wang said, and the function of the sand table is for simulation and drilling, even in the demolition work!

only.

In reality, I am unable to activate myself due to the power of sand and dust.

but……

It's different here!

The illusory sand table condensed by the power of divine thoughts can be controlled at will!

This means that he can use the power of his divine thoughts to continuously train and practice until he finds the optimal solution to this battle!!!

he……

Because of the power of divine thoughts, he entered the deduction level in advance!!

Even if-

Just a primary deduction!!!

Even if-

I can only deal with the tricks with rough measures!!!

then.

Han Feng tried to activate the sand table again.

brush!

Sand table activates.

The youth attacked.

"Here you come!"

Han Feng was excited.

However.

Before he could hide, he was inserted into it again.

“It’s so long…”

Han Feng felt a pain in his chest.

Death.

"This feels..."

Han Feng smiled bitterly.

It’s okay to give up the sand table deduction, but the pain is so real. Every time the deduction fails, he will be fucked to death by a man!

Too bad!

"Even if I was a product manager in my previous life, I wouldn't have to suffer such sin."

Han Feng smiled bitterly.

but.

As mentioned before...

No matter what, as long as the frequency is high, it will be difficult to support the single tree.

therefore.

During the repeated deaths, Han Feng quickly got used to it. His strong will directly ignore the pain and began the real deduction!

Divine Thought Sand Table, Start!

brush!

Han Feng was pierced again.

This goes on and on.

Han Feng activated the sand table again and again, watching himself return to his original place after being killed, and again, it was like cracking the endgame of playing for thousands of years.

Countless training sessions!

Countless chess games!

Countless simulations!

Countless deaths!

Countless changes!

Every time, Han Feng would try different angles and different possibilities.

Finally, before his power was exhausted, there was one time when he successfully avoided the young man's attack and successfully launched a counterattack.

It's just this moment.

He truly realized the power of the divine sand table.

turn out to be……

This is the meaning of the sand table.

...

for a long time.

Han Feng returns!

brush!

The sand tray cracked.

Everything around is returning to reality.

The young man felt the unusual power from Han Feng and rushed over suddenly, slashing the dagger with a blue light in his hand without hesitation.

break out!

Close!

Kill!

The youth's outbreak is extremely skilled.

only.

The moment the dagger approached Han Feng, Han Feng's body turned sideways at a strange angle, and avoided his attack with a slight difference!

"this……"

The young man's eyes suddenly widened.

This angle...
To be continued...
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