Chapter 376

This scene ignited the blood of many audience members.

Such a formal, such a dignified duel was rare to begin with.

Plus, this was a duel between two doctors—cultured people in every sense—using force to decide the winner and the right to speak.

It was even rarer to see.

Think of Herta and Screwllum, drawing weapons for some matter to decide the winner.

That scene was too outrageous.

"Fight! Fight! I love watching scholars fight the most!"

This should be a statement from a Xianzhou person.

"Just end it with a headshot, what are you posing for here."

This should be a grumpy guy.

"Fast! Fast! Fast! I want to see blood flowing like a river!"

This is a bloodthirsty audience member from the Magnetic Field Theater intruding.

In the narrow corridor, emergency lights cast weak light, outlining the high walls and the messy patterns on the ground.

Two of the four Doctors of the Apocalypse.

Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Clef.

Standing in the corridor, without saying a word, confronting each other in silence.

Dr. Kondraki stood with his feet apart, his body arched forward, holding a long sword, his gaze deep and calm.

Dr. Clef held a shiny pistol and a shotgun in his hands respectively, his three-colored eyes staring at the other party.

In the silence, the air became solidified, as if substantial, making people feel cold.

Both sides intended to observe a bit more, wait a bit, launch a fatal attack, and win this duel.

After the "Witch Child" and Dr. Gears hid in other areas, watching the surveillance on the camera, they couldn't help but swallow, their little hearts beating wildly.

Even outside the screen, many people forgot to breathe, infected by this scene.

Jing Yuan, Jingliu, Yanqing, Li Sushang, Blade, Dan Heng, Kafka, Welt Yang, Luo Sha, Seele, Arlan, "Stelle"...

And the Cloud Knights, and even the Lord Ravagers in the distance, etc.

The strong, and those striving to become strong, were all paying attention to the duel between the two doctors.

At the right moment.

Dr. Kondraki's body trembled imperceptibly, and the sword tip also had a slight tremor at that moment.

As if.

The gunshot wound Dr. Clef caused him hadn't healed yet.

—This was of course an illusion, a small trap set by Dr. Kondraki.

But in Dr. Clef's eyes, this was an opportunity.

He launched the attack first.

The trigger was pulled, the firing pin struck the primer, the gunpowder burned violently, the high-temperature gas expanded rapidly, pushing the projectile, and it flew out along the barrel.

Boom!

Behind the position where Dr. Kondraki was originally, the wall exploded suddenly, and countless concrete fragments splashed.

Within seven steps, the gun is fast!

Within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast!

But Dr. Clef couldn't even cause a scratch!