The bystander shone Poluo and the Shell Gunner into the same frame, and then sent it to the group chat.

Bron: Hey! What is this doing?

Invisible Blade: Battle.

Too much words will lead to mistakes. Jie does not trust these members of the group. Every sentence he posted in the group is as short as possible.

Good luck won't favor fools: Can Poluo beat this thing?

Changbow: I don't think there is any problem.

Since he discovered the good thing about the chat room, Ashe would read the chat records every once in a while.

She had never left Freljod, and she found it interesting to watch them say something new and strange. At least it was much more interesting than the shamans' prophecies that were unknown to them.

Good luck won't favor fools: Do you really think so? As long as the cannon in its hand is not pretending, I don't think so.

Good luck won't favor fools: Do you want to make a bet?

Changbow: OK, what are you betting on?

Good luck will not favor fools: it depends on what you have and what you need...you may not need money.

Changbow: It’s really not interesting to bet on money, but don’t think we Freljord so much.

Poluo Muzhe: Hello, have you ever thought about how to fulfill your bet? I have to help transfer your gambling money, and I haven’t agreed yet!

Zell looked at the topics on a whim, fearing that they would make themselves very distressed if they bet big.

If they agreed to make a whole ship's cargo, and he would have to help transfer it in boxes of ways, he would just be exhausted.

However, betting is not bad. Small gambling is fun, big gambling can be wait until portals are built between regions in the future before gambling.

Even if he has a chat room, he believes that there will be a portal sooner or later. Otherwise, how could he invite heroes from all over the world to his cafe for a drink?

Good luck won't favor fools: gambling money... In fact, you can deduct some of it from it as a hard work fee. Anyway, if you don't get into the gambling game, you won't lose money.

Poluo Shepherd: A middleman, right? If I have a shortage of money, I will consider it. Small gambling is good for fun, while big gambling is harmful to the body. In my opinion, just use a few Poluo snacks to make a difference.

Zel glanced at Roy next to him with a smile. Roy was uncomfortable with him and pointed his scissors at his eyes and warned: "Don't think of my father. He is just the richest man in Piltwolf on the surface. In fact, those assets are still operating in Phiros, and it has nothing to do with you."

Changgong: Yes, I will produce ten kilograms of Poluo delicacies.

Good luck won't favor fools: follow me.

While they were chatting, the battle between Poluo and the Shell Gunner had begun.

When he learned that the monster in front of him was a training session he had found for him, Duanjiao Poluo also became serious and put on a battle posture.

It bent its knees and lowered its plate, stretched out one hand and raised it over its head with the other hand, allowing the shell gunner to come over.

The turtle shell is very hard and looks difficult to break. However, it has the ability to crush and can be specifically targeted at the turtle shell.

According to the inertia of thinking, the enemy will definitely relax their vigilance at strong defenses, so that they can achieve unexpected results.

Poluo's little head cannot perform too complicated calculations. When it thought of this layer, ten seconds had passed.

The shell gunner's mouth under the turtle shell cap showed a smirk, and the reflection of the moon turned into a radiant shape in the water cannon, as if it contained explosive energy. Poluo remembered the feeling of receiving the cannon just now, and hurriedly hid.

The water cannon with a bowl size shot out from the barnacle-shaped shell cannon and came with a series of splashes. Poluo ran aside, but the splashing range of the splash was too large, which made it blow up and a front flip.

He fell on the brick and stone floor and his hair was soaked all over his body. Poluo was very angry. But before it could raise his head, the water cannon came again.

Before he could dodge, Poluo tried to turn on the ghost state, but the shell gunner's water cannon contained magic. This cannon was hit hard and directly knocked it to the steps outside the door, almost rolling down like this.

"Jijipuji!!"

Poluo got up and wiped his face cursed. Because the shell gunner couldn't hit it at the angle of the steps, he gave it a chance to breathe.

It first shook off the wet moisture from the fur, felt a little lighter, and then thought about how to get close to the shell gunner.

Zell was watching the game at this moment, and he was also curious about what the Broken Poluo would do. However, he would not add any buffs to Poluo. This time the sparring training was tailor-made, and if you cheat it, it would lose its meaning of testing.

I saw Poluo move. Instead of climbing directly along the steps to the door, it went around to one side and poked a head out of the edge of the door to observe the situation inside the yard. The shell gunner stared at it and immediately turned the gun and aimed at it when he saw it appear.

The water cannon flew towards him, and Poluo retracted his head in time. The water cannon hit the wall and exploded a large splash of water, which could not splash Poluo hiding behind the wall.

Poluo poked his head out again, but this time he just flicked a shot, and another water cannon hit the wall. It rushed out in a hurry. Instead of rushing directly to the shell gunner, it ran to the back of the cherry tree in the yard, using the tree as a cover, climbed up the tree with four legs and ground.

Yesterday it pulled the dart back and forth dozens of times on this tree, and it was already very familiar with the cherry blossom trees. The mark left by the dart has now become its focus and put it on the canopy.

Poluo ran along the branches and approached the shell gunner from above.

A water cannon exploded above its head, pouring rain. It ignored it because as long as it stood on a tree, the water cannon would not hit its angle directly.

It climbed smoothly to the end of the tree branch, the closest position to the head of the shell gunner. It looked down at its opponent and showed no fear of the air several meters high. A special move emerged in its mind.

Password entered correctly!

Broken-Ao Poluo took a deep breath, then kicked his legs and turned into a high-speed rotating shell and fell from his head.

Poluo Cannon!

The shell gunner was hit by the Poluo cannon. It tried to retract its head back into the turtle shell, but the fallen impact directly penetrated the hard turtle shell and acted on its body.

It turned into white light and dissipated, and the shell cannon disappeared with it, leaving only a pool of salty sea water on the spot.

Win!

Poluo ran away in a state of excitement, releasing his excitement of having nowhere to rest.

The result was captured and sent to a group chat.

Bron: Haha, Poluo won! I'll just say it.

Good luck will not favor fools: Can Poluo win? Could it be that the shepherd? What are you doing?

Poluo Shepherd: I am willing to accept the loss by betting and don’t be wronged. Is this good for me? Sister Good Luck, you owe someone ten kilograms of Poluo delicacies now.

Good luck won't favor fools: headache... I owe it first, wait until I return to Bilgewater before doing it.

Seeing Sister Good Luck's reply, Ashe's mouth moved slightly, raised the warm Poluo in her hand to her face, and gently rubbed her chubby cheeks with her thumb.
Chapter completed!