Chapter 643: Happy Chaos Field 20

With a loud bang, Tan Xiao was flung through the air!

He then crashed heavily onto the ground, unable to get up for a while!

The muscle man in iron armor had not only an impressive defense but also incredible strength!

Tan Xiao managed to get up when the countdown reached 5, hobbling towards the edge of the stage, while the muscle man stalked him step by step.

Although the iron armor made him less agile, even somewhat cumbersome, it was more than enough to deal with the injured Tan Xiao.

“Run faster!” Su Man, who sat high above, yelled anxiously.

“I can’t run!” Tan Xiao answered, clutching his chest, his face twisted in pain.

He wasn’t sure if his ribs were broken, but every step he took was piercingly painful!

The muscle man behind him trudged on, seemingly intent on ending him! — Of course, he wanted to kill him, because defeating him would only earn him 10 points, but if he finished him off in one go, he would get all his points!

In a 1v1 brawl, not even gods could save him now!

Tan Xiao felt a moment of despair.

He stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud, causing the wound to hurt even more! And the iron man was catching up from behind!

Frightened, Tan Xiao shrieked, hurriedly throwing out a quiz card, yelling, “Question! Question! — What is 11111 times 11111? Answer!!!”

When they first entered “Lucky Quiz”, not only did Bai Youwei and Shen Mo receive quiz cards, so did he, Pan Xiaoxin and Teacher Cheng!

The iron man stopped in his tracks, motionless.

The threat was temporarily averted.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Tan Xiao then smugly got up, unhurried, flashing the iron man the middle finger, “Do you think you’re the only one with a prop? See this? Brother Xiao also has props!”

Then he heard a muted answer from inside the Iron Helmet, “… It equals 123454321.”

Tan Xiao’s eyes widened in shock.

The quiz card floating in front of the iron man flickered brightly and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The iron man regained his freedom and once again started chasing him!

“Damn it!” Tan Xiao sprinted away, running clumsily, and shouted, “That damn card! It worked for Wei and Mo, why didn’t it work for me?!!”

Leonid, down on the stage, grumbled, “You pig brain! Can’t you give a more difficult problem?!”

Tan Xiao was really aggrieved, “Wasn’t that difficult enough?!!”

Multiple digits multiplication isn’t difficult?!

Su Man was also worried for him, “The multiplication was okay, it’s just that the numbers you gave were too simple!”

Well, it’s too late to say anything now!

The iron man was invulnerable, and Tan Xiao was injured. He couldn’t do anything but run for his life to buy time.

Shen Mo below the stage reminded him, “Tan Xiao, find his weak spot. That suit of armor either has a time limit or other weaknesses.”

Too busy running for his life, Tan Xiao had no time to look for weaknesses.

In a panic, he searched through his pocket for items—

First, he found the snowflake prop, but was reminded that it was an offensive item and thus unusable;

Then he found a gold coin. It seemed useless, so he threw it away! Like throwing a stone!

Unexpectedly, the tiny gold coin had a huge impact when it hit the iron man!

The iron man stumbled and fell, his iron armor clanging loudly as he hit the ground!

Tan Xiao was stunned, he turned around and saw the fallen iron man, and wondered if he was afraid of gold coins?… or was he afraid of metal?

The iron man propped himself up with both hands to get up, tensing his knees. But when he tried to rise, he fell flat again!

Tan Xiao witnessed it clearly this time.

It turned out that the gold coin he had thrown out, by some fluke, had lodged itself in the knee joint of the iron man’s armor. It prevented the knee joint from bending. Of course, without the ability to bend his knee, the iron man kept falling!

Tan Xiao chuckled, looking gleeful, he stood on the stage, laughing uncontrollably, “Ahahahahaha!!!”

Ding! ——

“Happy Bonus~” the Inspector smiled brilliantly, “You received a Happy Bonus, 5 points.”

Tan Xiao was dumbfounded.

His points went from 25 to 30.

Leonid immediately roared, “What are you standing there for?! Run! Run towards the throne of the War King, you idiot!”

The players below the stage: “…”

Damn, this goddamn luck…