Chapter 1274: Advance Game 65

Chapter 1274 Promotion Game 65

"Forget it."

Anyway, Fu Anan has never seen a painting and survived.

Except for Fu Anan, everyone looked like they had never seen the world. Even Xu Tian, ​​who was the most stable among the group, squatted down to pick up a piece of dirt stuck to the picture.

"Amazing."

Seeing Fu An'an's weird ability, Xu Tian became a little more aggressive when choosing targets. They killed three S-level players this round, and the gap between Fu Anan's ranking and fifth place became even smaller.

Yan Senbo and the others chased an S-level player, although they didn't kill him, but that person was seriously injured.

Obviously, such an arrangement is effective.

Backing back to T1, the Big Four discussed with each other what happened to each other, and the plan for this attempt was officially finalized.

The 18th T2 game, the 11th day late at night

Plan to continue.

Fu An'an harvested two more S-level players, and the points ranking finally rose to fifth.

In the ranking at this time, Fu Yizhi's rank became seventh, and Lu Shen's rank was ninth.

The three of them occupy the top ten places.

When she saw that Andrea's score was still at the bottom of the ranking, Fu An'an felt relieved.

The two chattered for a long time, and Fu Anan couldn't help but said, "Actually, if you kill any one of the top four, you can directly reach the top. Brother Xu, you can calculate the rankings of 1, 2, and 3 by looking at them." Where is the man?"

"The strength can be judged, but the points can't be judged?"

Xu Tian shook her head upon hearing this, ruthlessly shattering her imagination, "The weak must have low points, but the strong may not necessarily have high points."

If the time comes when you encounter a stubble with strong ability and few points, it will be a waste of work.

"Let's go, we only have something to say when we meet."

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the other side

Yan Senbo and the others.

Since Xu Tian left, the matter of analyzing target players has been handed over to Xu Tian's capable subordinate, Xiao Zhao.

Everything was fine at first, but now they have a little problem.

"Old Zhang, let them retreat!"

Yan Senbo frowned as he looked at the besieged player.

They have already organized three waves of attacks. When the player was attacked, his eyes were full of contempt from beginning to end, and it hasn't changed until now.

Yan Senbo can't see what his special ability is, but he has always been very accurate in seeing people.

Zhang Xincheng conveyed the order, and the players began to retreat in groups.