[The war mode of this game is strife]

[Finishing in 1st place will add 1 to the number of matches required for qualifying]

Zhou Wen and Himeko enter the game.

Zhou Wenyi regained his sight and looked around.

A large open-air plaza surrounded by circular seats carved out of stone.

The place where Zhou Wen stood at his feet carried a strong smell of blood.

This is the Colosseum of ancient Rome......

[The number of players in this round is 100]

[War mode is: Strife]

[Start drawing the ...... of SSS-level talents in this game]

【Ding! 】

[Whereas, this model is: Dissension]

[The battlefield is the Colosseum]

[Killing players in this round will not gain the increase of attribute points]

【Successfully Draw Talent ......】

[The SSS-level talent of this game is: Beast]

【SSS-Class Talent Beast】

【Passive Skill: Unyielding】

[Restores 20% of lost health per second]

【Passive Skill: Trapped Beast Fight】

[In the case of near death, consume 10 stacks of morale, delay the death outbreak by two seconds, and multiply all attributes by 5 times within two seconds]

【Passive Skill: King】

[Each player killed in the vicinity will gain 5 stacks of morale, and each tier of morale will give itself a 1% bonus to all attributes]

[Passive Skill: Unstoppable.]

Gain 30%/50%/80%/100% attack penetration with 10/20/30/40 morale]

[Details: At this moment, you will represent the dead beasts here......]

[Tear them apart!] 】

"Beasts?"

Zhou Wen looked at the talent he had extracted and muttered to himself.

Ji Zi stretched and then said to Zhou Wen: "Okay, you fight slowly, I'll go up and rest for a while." ”

Zhou Wen was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Jizi slowly disappear in front of him.

At the same time, the number of players remaining in the system became 99.

The kill bar doesn't show that someone has been killed.

Then the number of interfaces in the system was refreshed and changed to 100.

Zhou Wen didn't know what was going on.

He sat on the floor tiles of the Colosseum and waited for the official start of the war.

Himeko's figure flashed into a small room.

In front of a circle of people sat in the small room, and in front of them was a large wooden plank that had been divided into 100 pieces, each with a string of player numbers on it.

These people sneered on their faces when they saw Himeko, and only a few people saw her with a smile.

Himeko pulled a handful of coins out of her pocket.

These coins are crystal clear and shimmering, with a chalice carved on the front and a goddess on the back.

Himeko placed the handful of coins on player number 520 and whistled to find a place to sit down.

Zhou Wen, who was sitting on the ground to rest, waited for a while.

[Round 1 strife starts now!] 】

[Divided into 25 battlefields with 4 people as a unit]

【Start fighting!】 】

Zhou Wen's body glowed, and he was then teleported away.

When he opened his eyes, he was on top of a small battle platform, which still belonged to the Colosseum.

As soon as he teleported in, Zhou Wen felt the gaze of many people, and when he raised his head, the circular seats were full of people at this time.

They all wore black robes, which had more or less a badge on them, and only a very small number of them did not have a badge on them.

After seeing those badge patterns clearly, Zhou Wen's heart sank.

These people watching are all guild members!

Zhou Wen's mind was lively, and he suddenly thought of a lot.

He shifted his gaze to three of his opponents.

The closest to him was a tall, muscular man.

A little farther away, an ordinary person with a mediocre appearance who can't see anything special.

As for the rest of the players, this is a very thin man with small eyes that glow from time to time, and he looks at the other players very cautiously.

A countdown appeared in the virtual panel in front of Zhou Wen's eyes.

3……

2……

1……

[Strife begins!] Show your potential...... Cubs! 】

The system's originally cold voice was now filled with excitement and encouragement.

Zhou Wen's tense muscles looked at the others vigilantly.

I saw that the skinny player on the opposite side took the initiative to form a gang and said to the ordinary looking player: "Brother, let's form an alliance and kill the two opposite side first." ”

The ordinary player didn't have any extra expression on his face, just nodded silently.

The honest man next to Zhou Wen took the initiative to wave to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen used to stand beside the honest man, who had a gentle temperament and couldn't help but want to be close to him.

"Friend, you and I will fight them together!"

The man had a look of defiance on his face.

"Up."

The man roared in a low voice, and then rushed forward very actively, leaving his back to Zhou Wen.

The man was the first to make contact with the seemingly ordinary player, and the two fists were thrown together.

"Bang!"

The sound of fists clashing was muffled.

The man punched back and backed away, with a look of solemnity on his face.

Zhou Wen also ran over and swung his fist.

At this moment, the man behind Zhou Wen had a grim expression on his face.

He whispered, "Thunderbolt palm." ”

He quickly slapped his palm, only to see tiny purple lightning entwined around his palm.

Zhou Wen couldn't react to this sudden change, he just fought against that ordinary player.

The back was slapped by the man.

-26

Zhou Wen's blood volume suddenly dropped.

Zhou Wen was attacked and quickly retreated.

calmly looked at a few people.

His passive ability Unyielding then takes effect.

+5

+4

……

Slowly regain your HP.

Zhou Wen looked at the man who had attacked him just now, and his gentle and honest temperament was swept away, replaced by indifference and viciousness.

The man suddenly spoke, "He just hit me with a thunderbolt, and the amount of blood is not much at this time, so the three of us shot him to death together." ”

The man's proposal was approved by the two players.

The three of them approached in a surrounding fashion.

In the few seconds he spoke, Zhou Wen's blood volume was almost full.

A sneer appeared on Zhou Wen's face.

The skinny player took the lead in rushing over and attacking Zhou Wen.

This player's punching speed is very fast, which shows that his agility is very high, and Zhou Wen was relieved to find that this person's attack power was not very high after taking a few punches.

At this point, the remaining two players are also approaching.

For a time, Zhou Wen was invincible to four hands, and his health was greatly lost.

In the small room was a black-robed man with a blood-colored eye painted on his black robe.

He glanced at Himeko, who was watching.

Mocking: "Someone's vision is really bad...... I'm afraid I'm going to be eliminated in this first game......"

When Himeko heard his words, she happily glanced at the person he was holding.

Player number 927.

Himeko singled out 927's battle perspective, and a player with a large scar on his face had already defeated two people at this point.

Just when Himeko looked at him, he killed the third person.

He made the cut.

The blood-eyed, black-robed man smirked twice.

Himeko smacked her lips.

"It's so ugly...... ...... same as you."

"You!"

The bloody-eyed black-robed man suddenly wanted to burst out, and then held back again.

"Take advantage of the speed of the tongue for a while......"