Someone is going to be unlucky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A yellow spring is perverted enough.

Now it's all right.

Two more violent powerhouses.

And so.

In that small tavern, the screams came and went, one after another, and the waves were higher than the others.

A small room?

After brushing to the third round, Huang Quan realized that this room was not fixed and unified, but also randomly changed.

Like the current tavern, it can be called the smallest map, a total of only a few hundred square meters, and a hundred players are crammed in at once, which is called a crowd.

Ten seconds before the start of the war.

Huang Quan first brushed himself to the fullest.

Then.

He looked for the traces of Mo Shaojun and the Supreme Treasure.

The room was too small.

The crowd was too dense.

Fortunately, as a teammate of the same team, there will be green marks on the map, and Huang Quan finally found Mo Shaojun and Supreme Treasure.

As soon as the countdown ends.

Don't say a word.

Huang Quan first gave each of these two people a strengthening spell.

This body strengthening spell directly added 125 points of physical strength to the two of them, and in an instant, Mo Shaojun and Supreme Treasure became steel plate blood cows.

And then.

Not.

There is no then.

Three people, violently crushed, what counterattack spinning top, what bloody slash, what collapsed mountain strike, how violence came.

Poor Protoss.

Poor demons.

encountered these three perverts, and they didn't even have the strength to fight back, and they were cleared out of the competition venue in minutes.

Even the Terran players stood there with a frightened face, for fear that these three people would kill their own people.

Come to an end!

It's the best in the game again.

It's a double reward again.

There is no rush to improve the level of the team, three people, continue to brush wildly.

Two.

Three.

Four.

With the help of the god Huangquan, the farewell team is unstoppable, rushing all the way.

But.

"I'm going, why do you fight more with less?"

"Isn't it good to play more with less? You can brush up on a lot of racial honors! ”

"Rub, I'm depressed that the Terran players are too weak, right? Why is it getting less and less? ”

"No way, who called the Terran race specialty too rubbish!"

There is only one person in Huangquan, and he can't save the entire human race.

Due to the disadvantage of racial specialties, in this bloody arena, most of the time, it is the Terrans who are exterminated.

Even if you are lucky, you will encounter a situation where you will fight more with less, but there are still unlucky children who have been pulled on their backs.

And so.

In this bloody arena, the more you get to the end, the fewer Terran players there are.

The fewer Terran players there are, the more hostile players you will encounter in matchmaking.

Originally, the strength was not as good as the demons and the gods, and if there was a disadvantage in numbers, it would be impossible to fight.

In such a vicious circle, there are fewer and fewer Terran players, and there are fewer and fewer players......

It's not.

"I'll wipe it, it's okay now, let's do it!"

"Come on, push!"

"Lao Huang, add assistance!"

Three people, facing 97 hostile players, launched a charge.

This momentum really has a kind of impassioned enthusiasm that has been admired by tens of millions of people.

However, if it weren't for Huang Quan's divine assistance, I don't know if these three people would have this kind of courage.

The three guys with explosive attributes launched a charge with indomitable progress, stunned the players of the demon race and the god race who were fighting each other.

"I'm rubbing, aren't these three Terrans tired of being alive!"

"Haha, I was going to destroy the demons and then destroy you, but since I sent it to the door, you're welcome!"

"Wise man, set fire in seconds!"

Whew......

More than a dozen intelligence department skills blasted towards Mo Shaojun, who was rushing to the front.

“-75！”

“-89！”

“-102！”

……

The restraint in the attributes makes the skills of these wise men explode in power.

This is also thanks to the fact that Mo Shaojun wore an epic costume with four attributes, which helped him support some intelligence attributes, if he changed to a player who only piled up strength, this round of fire would be set down, and he would lie down directly.

Mo Shaojun was not seconded.

However, half of his health has been lost.

Never mind.

There is divine help.

Rejuvenation Mantra, plus!

The number of thousands of treatment points almost blinded everyone's eyes.

"I rub, one, one, more than a thousand healing effects?"

"Impossible, Nima, it's absolutely open!"

"Kill the wise man in the back first!"

"Wise man? Where are the wise men? ”

"It's the guy with the staff!"

"Staffs? Nope! You're dazzled, right? ”

Didn't look dazzled.

It's just that after adding blood to Mo Shaojun, Huang Quan directly replaced with a trident with a pile of attack power and launched a charge against the crowd.

A trident with more than 40 attack power.

This counterattack top spun out and directly hit a 500+ damage number.

Spikes.

In an instant, around Huangquan, there were corpses lying on the ground.

This is not the first time this has happened.

This is definitely not the last.

The Thunder Curse is rarely cast anymore.

The current Huangquan has accumulated energy values, and is ready to add blood to Mo Shaojun and Supreme Treasure at any time.

In this way, this Mo Shaojun and the Supreme Treasure can't die even if they want to.

The three of them carried the banner of the Terrans, and when there were fewer and fewer Terran players, they still stood tenaciously and firmly in the bloody arena.

A.

A.

Again.

Hey?

After another match, Huang Quan was stunned for a moment.

Since he made a price oolong in the shop, this guy's mathematical ability has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has become much more savvy all of a sudden.

It's not.

While adding status to himself, Huang Quan checked the crowd around him, this number, something went wrong, there were only 99 people in the whole room.

"No more matches?"

"Anyone else hiding?"

After looking around the room's layout, Huang Quan dismissed the second possibility.

Why is the number so clear?

Just look at the layout of the room.

This room is very peculiarly arranged, similar to the ancient plum blossom pile practice room, with hundreds of stout pillars, standing on the ground, just 10X10 layout.

In this way, as long as you are not blind, you can count the number of players according to the red dots on the map.

It was precisely because of this that Huang Quan found that there was one person missing in such a short period of time, because there was no one on the pillar next to him.

Two players on a pillar?

No way!

Huang Quan has already checked the coordinates, and each pillar happens to be a coordinate grid, which can only accommodate one person standing, so it is impossible for two people to stand on the same pillar.

There is indeed one less.

Huang Quan was thinking about why there was one less person.

Mo Shaojun and Supreme Treasure were worried about the attack.

This map is a bit of a trick.

The melee class is just too much of a loss.

Fortunately, the distance between each pillar is only about two meters, which is not too far away for Mo Shaojun and Supreme Treasure who hold heavy martial arts, and they should be able to attack.

As for the sensitive ones with daggers, their faces were green.

Of course, the wise men with their staffs were in ecstasy.

The countdown is over.

The battle began.

Huang Quan jumped over to the empty pillar next to him, ready to melee attack the Protoss wise man two days away.

But.

"Operation failed!"

A system message made Huang Quan stunned in place.

"Hell yes!"

"Is there someone on this pillar?"

PS (Fortunately, it's not disgraceful.,Today's ten chapters are over.,I'm going to sleep.,Good night guys.,The three chapters that I owe yesterday will make up tomorrow)