Chapter 280 But they are so useless...

But the next moment, Wan Zhiyuan's face froze!

Xi Jiu dodged the kick from the Dark Lord, sprinted and jumped on the ground, grabbed its hand, climbed on the iron plate on its body, and reached its chest in two moves.

Grabbing a bump with one hand, he slammed the black card with the other hand.

Click!

The black card went in and it was indeed folded, not a single line was cut.

Sure enough it doesn't work.

Xi Jiu was not surprised. He hung on the Dark Lord and spun around. His left hand completely inserted into the gap where the Dark Lord's body and head were connected. He hooked his slender fingers and suddenly pulled it out again, bringing with it a silver-gray electrical wire.

It was torn off directly.

The Dark Lord suddenly rustled.

Xi Jiu didn't let go. As it ran wildly, it swung behind him and slapped it somewhere on the back of its head. A piece of iron sheet bounced open, and a chip was placed in the groove inside.

She took out the chip with her fingertips, jumped down, and landed firmly on the ground.

The Dark Lord stopped moving instantly, sparks burst from his neck, and he fell backwards, hitting the cage net hard.

The battle is over.

End...end?

It's over again?

Another instant kill?

People looking down from the second floor saw that Xi Jiu was as light as a wild goose. They jumped a few times and then punished the robot.

But the onlookers below didn't even see clearly what she did.

Wan Zhiyuan felt a bang in his head, his face turned pale, he stepped forward quickly and asked in a voiceless voice, "How on earth did you do that?"

Xi Jiu raised his eyebrows, raised his fingertip chip, and shook it lightly, "Is it difficult?"

These robots are controlled by programs and have built-in smart chips and circuits, which are their own fatal weaknesses.

It's just that the location is concealed and high, and the people fighting it are all relatively short. Some are affected by external factors, some think it is majestic and scary, and the material is hard, and they are involuntarily afraid of it in their hearts, so they don't think about it at all.

It's all a matter of choice, fighting hard against it.

The organizers were proud and confident and never thought that this kind of problem would happen.

It's that simple.

Xi Jiuyi felt relaxed and lowered his head to play with the white chip.

This scene.

Not only him, everyone thought that Xi Jiu was dead!

But now, all three robots have been damaged!

Only ten minutes have passed in total.

Every one of them was destroyed with one blow!

Quilt nine!

Effortless!

She can jump without stepping on the net.

Those millions of lubricants did not stop Xi Jiu in the slightest, and were completely wasted...

Outside the cage, Wan Zhiyuan swayed, his legs softened, and he held on to the net with both hands to prevent him from collapsing.

The whole person stayed there.

"Awesome!"

At this moment, a passionate roar suddenly came from the second floor.

After Fang Heting was shocked, he danced excitedly.

Luo Jun was dumbfounded again and was pulled back by Bao Yang.

Kong Fanwei looked stunned and clapped his hands, "What a ninth princess of the Xi family!"

Tan Yixuan's mind was filled with how could it be possible, how could this happen, her nails were clasped into her palms, and her face was a little blue.

The entire venue fell into dead silence again.

No one can believe this scene.

The host could no longer stand and collapsed on the ground, his lips trembling.

The staff were also confused.

The three signature demon robots, led by the Super Club, were all destroyed...

Within ten minutes!

By a girl!

This is simply the most incredible thing ever.

This shows...

In the past, those who lost their lives in man-machine combat were like a joke.

Super Club is also a joke.

At this moment, Xi Jiu looked over and spoke again, with a rather light smile, "Do you have any other powerful robots that you can pull out?"

Her eyes were bright and she didn't seem to be happy at all.

Wan Zhiyuan's breathing became rapid, "Xi Jiu, you..."

"No?" Xi Jiu sighed, "That's all."

Complete contempt.

Not to mention the staff, Wan Zhiyuan's face turned red as if he had been slapped.

Xi Ze came back to his senses, walked over quickly, pressed the door switch, and the door of the octagonal cage fell. He ran in and looked at Xi Jiu, "How is it?"

Xi Jiu tilted his head, "As I said, it's just a pile of iron lumps."

Iron bumps, iron bumps...

Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!

Wan Zhiyuan stood up suddenly and looked up, "Xi Jiu, you've had enough!"

This roar came so suddenly that everyone around him was startled.

Xi Jiu turned his head and asked in surprise, "Does Mr. Wan still have a robot that can do it?"

"I……"

Just like Xi Jiu, no amount of robots can do enough harm to her!

Wan Zhiyuan's anger that had just emerged was instantly choked back by her words. He couldn't take a breath and his eyes were dizzy.

Xi Ze glanced at him, looked at Xi Jiu, and said somewhat reproachfully, "Xiao Jiu, you won so quickly, where are you going to put Mr. Wan's face?"

"I also want to extend the time." Xi Jiu shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent, "But they are really useless."

Xize spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, "Everyone has a backing."

Xi Jiu raised his eyebrows, "Then let his backstage come to fight with me?"

"Look how scared Mr. Wan is."

"I don't want to hit him, but they have to force me?"

"You... you..."

Wan Zhiyuan has lived for more than thirty years, what scene has he not seen?

I have never been so humiliated!

Listening to the two men singing together, he rolled his eyes and was about to fall back, but before he could pass out, another man's voice sounded in his ears, as light as smoke.

"Mr. Wan, do you think the octagonal cage will catch fire?"

Shen Ting leaned next to him, holding a silver lighter that he got from somewhere in his hand. The red flame radiated scorching heat.

The octagonal cage is now surrounded by oil. The club is underground. If it really catches fire, the entire underground will explode.

Wan Zhiyuan bit the tip of his tongue instantly to wake himself up. His face turned pale, his lips were trembling and he couldn't say a word.

All he could think about was how he was going to keep up with his superiors and future technology.

"I don't want the money anymore." Xi Jiu came out of the octagonal cage and asked him with a cold voice, "Where is Zuo Zongsong?"

"She...she..." Wan Zhiyuan looked at the subordinates beside him.
To be continued...