Chapter 640: Chapter 640: Happy Chaos Field 17
By now, most players in the audience had scores between 0 and 9, with a few exceeding 10.
Shen Mo’s initial plan was to team up with the strongest players and avoid both sides getting hurt. But now, props have become a crucial factor affecting his whole plan.
Although the game rules prohibit using offensive props, some supportive props pose quite a headache, like the wooden doll and the pill that could turn you into a werewolf.
What would Bai Youwei do if she were here?
To seize the remaining chairs, every player did their utmost, fiercely grappling and jostling on stage! Fortunately, some players had been severely injured by the werewolf earlier, which somewhat alleviated the pressure on the trio.
The only thing they needed to be wary of was the props.
The props in this doll game were just too bizarre.
Shen Mo encountered a player with a pen who started drawing on the stage with flourishing strokes as soon as he stepped up. His strokes were bold and forceful. And within a few strokes, a chillingly cold large cleaver appeared on the canvas!
The spectating players gasped in astonishment.
But even an extra cleaver was no match for Shen Mo. The player was floored within a few rounds, unable to get up.
Sitting on the champion’s seat, Su Man watched the stage nervously, “Thank goodness he drew a cleaver. If it had been a gun, wouldn’t Momo be in grave danger!”
Once on stage, Leonid snorted at her words, “Drawing a cleaver is simple. It’s usable whether you draw it straight or crooked. Let him try drawing a gun. If the gun barrel isn’t straight, it will backfire when fired!”
Tan Xiao, “Backfire? Hahahahahaha!!!”
Lucas pondered, “It seems that this prop requires the user to hone their drawing skills…”
Tan Xiao shouted encouragement from below the stage, “Big Beard! Go for it! Keep going!!!”
Leonid roared, “Shut up!”
The trio took turns on the stage, conserving their energy and constantly exchanging scores.
Leonid was the most aggressive and refused to leave the stage until he had won several rounds. When he felt satisfied, he would let out a hearty laugh and shout, “Refreshing!”
Then, the Clown would give him “Happy Style” bonus points, ranging from one or two to four or five points!
Everyone blinked at Leonid in envy, wishing they could tear him to pieces on the stage.
They wanted to feel “happy” too! But frankly, they couldn’t manage!
After several rounds, Leonid’s score had reached a towering 34 points, well beyond the passing score, but he remained on the Brawl Stage with no intention of leaving.
Tan Xiao shouted from below, “It’s my turn! I should be up there!”
“One more round!” Leonid declared enthusiastically as he flailed his fists, “I’m really enjoying this!”
A short man leapt onto the stage, darted towards Leonid swiftly!
Leonid countered head-on, throwing a punch at him. The opponent rolled aside quickly, avoiding it, quickly drew a wooden figure from his bosom, and shouted to Leonid, “Wooden Doll!”
Leonid started cursing loudly, “Damn! A prop again?!!”
This time it wasn’t just his hands and feet, his entire body was frozen, like he had turned into wood!
Shen Mo and the others including Tan Xiao and Su Man were suddenly startled.
The immobilised Leonid was completely unprotected. He was bound to lose this round! But win or lose hardly mattered, the most pressing issue was how to survive under such circumstances!
Unexpectedly, the short man didn’t keep attacking Leonid; instead, he just sat right there on the spot – resting.
This set the crowd buzzing.
Shen Mo quickly figured it out and said to Tan Xiao, “It seems that the restriction of this prop is that it can’t touch the affected target.”
Tan Xiao was mystified, and asked with wide eyes, “What’s he trying to do?”
Not being able to touch meant the man couldn’t attack Leonid. If he did, the Wooden Doll prop would become ineffective, then…what was the use of this prop to him?