Chapter 153

Apocalyptic World, Azure Wolong Service Area, Winter City Arena.

This arena is not the kind to watch tabletops, but a cinema-like theater, much like a venue for competitive games.

There is a huge light curtain in front, which is broadcasting the live broadcast of the decisive battle between the Killing God and a swordsman in the Black Dragon Palace.

To put it simply, the arena supports multi-player and multi-group high-freedom PK, and during the battle, it will be sent to a special arena for competition.

In this way, the number of people, venue, these issues are no longer a problem.

And every player in the arena has a freely controlled small light curtain, which can also be used to choose a certain field to watch.



Summary: A modern competitive venue in the world of Apocalypse.

At this time, all the people in Fengshen Valley in the arena didn’t look good.

Dark God finally contacted the guild leader, but the news came back for them to continue to challenge.

They have lost several times in a row, and the president will give them back twice.

Isn’t that just for them to continue to challenge?

Now, Fengshen Valley has lost 103 consecutive losses under the Black God Temple…

Except for the victory of the first game, the people behind them all knelt.

1 to 99…

Killing God is about to be defeated, and it will be 1 to 100 in a while…

This is simply a joke.

Sure enough, Killing God didn’t last long before he was defeated, with a record of 1 to 100.

Fengshengu, 100 losing streak!

Now, the doubts in the major live broadcast rooms are even heavier.

“This is the guild that claims to be the world’s first to clear the weekly regular books? Isn’t it, 100 losing streak, hahaha!”

“Sure enough, a sentence is confirmed, everyone has it at the peak moment, and the moment cannot be permanent. Although the wood god is strong, it is not invincible.”

“What kind of soldier is a male male, a male male is a nest, I don’t think it is anything, hahaha!”

“I didn’t look at my head, I didn’t look at my head, I have lost 100 games in a row, and Mu Shen is not online yet, is it possible that I dare not come out?”

“Haha, are you still coming out for being beaten? Obviously Mu Shen has a bit more face than Master Ma.”

“Didn’t Fengshengu say that after the wood god comes, he will double the losing streak to the Black Dragon Palace? Why hasn’t it come yet.”

“No, no, no one really believes it, right?”

“What do you mean by doubling 100 losing streaks into 200 losing streaks? I think Fengshengu has a chance, huh! A dog’s head saves his life~”

“This Fengshengu, I can’t do it. I thought that the SSS-level main cities are all big bosses, but this is the result? Isn’t it good to go to the S-level A-level main city early? SSS-level main city is too good for liver.”

“I bet on a pack of spicy sticks, Mu Shen is a tortoise with a shrunken head~”

Keyboard Man’s words became more and more ugly, and some people even directly greeted their family members.

No way, there were a lot of people who wanted to join Fengshen Valley, and even some people were rejected by Su Mu personally N+1 times.

Not only the processing meeting, but also those who added friends, Su Mu refused one by one.

Now, these resentful people have become the instigators who fell into trouble. With the help of the navy hired by Memories City, Fengshen Valley has been completely hacked.

The tanned body has no complete skin.

In the arena, Duckhead frowned and said to the dark god who was standing opposite: “Will your president come? I feel boring if you continue to fight like this.”

“Hey, don’t worry, da da, isn’t this fun? Since these people are so shameless, we should frustrate their spirit.”

“And look at the posts on the Internet and the words in the live broadcast room. We are not bullying Fengshengu, but walking for the sky!”

The speaker is called Yijian Fengmao, a 19th-level swordsman.

Although the level is not very high, the equipment attributes are very good, and there are several powerful swordsman extra skills, which are extremely difficult to deal with.

Killing God is lost under his hands.

Duckhead took a look at Yijian’s throat, and didn’t say anything. Although he is very disgusted with this guy, it is better not to tear his face with him when it is not necessary.

After all, there was someone behind this guy, and he was also the vice president of the Black Dragon Palace.

and……

The Liangzi of Fengshengu has already settled. As the president, she must take care of the overall situation.

Although the people above ask them to act low-key, judging from the response of this incident, the people above are very happy.

Because now the voice of the Black Dragon Palace is very high!

How could the guild that killed the Wood God be not high?

Even though people are now very skeptical of Wood God, and even negative emotions caused by emotions such as envy and jealousy, the word Wood God is still very important in the Apocalypse world in China.

This is someone who has come to dig from all countries!

The Black Temple is now becoming more and more famous, and there are more and more things that can be manipulated by the group of people who know the inside of the Black Temple. Capitalist society still cannot escape the word money.

The fastest way to get money now is the potential in the apocalypse and the traffic on the Internet.

Facing the 100% ridicule on the opposite side, the Dark God could only grit his teeth without speaking.

The news he brought back from the boss made the situation worse, 100 losing streak…

If the boss really came, wouldn’t he have to win 100 consecutive victories?

This is too exaggerated.

Even if one round is one minute, it will take more than 3 hours to finish…

“Hey! Opposite! That little assassin of something!”

“When will your turtle king come out? Don’t you want to return the losing streak to our Black Dragon Palace? I’m grateful for this flower.”

Yijian sealed his throat and spread his hands, his tone was extremely arrogant.

“Hmph, just be arrogant! If our boss is here, you know what regret is!” The Dark God gritted his teeth.

Yijian sealed the throat with a sneer, then turned to look at the hundreds of people behind him.

This is the elite of their Black Dragon Palace, and the pioneer team that entered the SSS-level main city at that time, the first echelon!

Now, more than 30 of them have won one game, and some of them even have three or five games!

“Arrogant?”

Yijian Fengmao sneered and said, “With such achievements, why can’t I be arrogant?”

“Dare to challenge our Black Dragon Palace, you are afraid that you don’t know how to write dead words!”

A sword sealed his throat and looked at the two people, Dark God and Wanshen, “The old tortoise of the Wood God is not there, then you two little tortoises listen carefully, I will give you another ten minutes.”

“Hurry up and take your old tortoise out, otherwise, you won’t even think about going out into the wild in the future!”

Dark God: “You!!!”

Before the Dark God finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sword sealing his throat. He raised his face and said, “What are you? Who is telling you to pretend to be a big talk?”

“Also in the world’s first week of regular customs clearance team.”

“That’s it?”

“Don’t say we bully you, our Black Dragon Palace is just walking the way for the sky.”

“It’s a good one to walk for the sky.”

A hearty voice sounded abruptly.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a person walking slowly from the entrance of the arena, even if it was commented by everyone at the moment, it was still walking in a leisurely manner.

He finally came.

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