v2 Chapter 37： compete

"Boom~"

A dull voice came.

Su Changxing sniped and killed the gladiator slaves running on the street in the distance, as easily as killing an ordinary person, and his attack range was everywhere he looked.

"Concentration" combined with "Gunfire Judgment" formed extremely terrifying damage, even if it was an eighth-rank Extraordinary who was hit in the vitals by him, it would be a matter of one shot.

"You stay vigilant, there are too many of these lunatics, and it is impossible to clean them all up. You can only push forward."

Su Changxing turned his head and said to Deng Yiming.

So far, he has sniped and killed seven or eight of these gladiator slaves, most of whom were in the eighth rank, and they were usually killed by him without knowing it.

And once they sensed the danger, it would be difficult for Su Changxing to snipe them from a distance. After all, the city's terrain is complex and there are many coverings.

Deng Yiming's eyes were bloodshot, and he said:

"We haven't encountered anyone else so far. I'm afraid that all the people around here have been killed. Those lunatics are like locusts, eating up the city quickly."

Su Changxing nodded, and said lightly: "This city is still so big, it won't die so easily."

That should count as consolation.

All the way to the center of the city, the gladiator slaves seemed to be aware of the danger and began to actively avoid them, which instead allowed them to pass through unimpeded.

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Because the kill will get other people's points, Su Changxing's ranking on the scoreboard has been rising, reaching 238th.

Many people in the arena cast inconceivable glances. This native was unimaginably powerful and easily killed more than a dozen other gladiators.

"'Sniper' is really good, probably at the level of the seventh rank, but that's all. I advise you not to overpower him. The few favorites to win the championship must be stronger than him."

The manager surnamed Lan talked eloquently in front of a group of people, looking very understanding.

They are all the idle children of the rich and powerful, and they must not be absent from such a feast as the death competition.

A young man in a short robe and gold earrings asked, "So does he have a chance of making the top ten?"

Director Lan straightened his back, raised his head and said:

"Certainly not, at most the top 100, and he is an aborigine, other gladiators will definitely target him, whether he can survive is still a problem, he is not within the limits of some rules, and accordingly he is not subject to these rules Protect... No matter what, he won't survive."

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Su Changxing went up to check the gladiator slaves he sniped. In addition to the Extraordinary Crystals dug out, there was also an iron plate with the words, Flying Knife, 1101 on it.

"This should be his ranking among all gladiators."

Su Changxing was stunned for a moment, and noticed that the words on the iron plate changed in vain, Sniper (indigenous), 238.

"How has it changed, native?"

He was silent for a while, feeling that these words were related to him.

People in the world of black mist artificially included him in this death contest?

Is it strong enough to qualify?

Su Changxing threw away the iron plate, felt an unknown peep, and was even more sure that the people in the world of black mist were using some means to directly observe the situation in this area.

Just as he was about to leave, the iron plate that fell on the ground kept flashing a faint white light, like some kind of warning.

"This thing is shining!" Deng Yiming reminded.

Su Changxing frowned slightly, and turned back to pick up the iron plate again. The words on it changed again. It was a few lines of fine and small characters, like someone's handwriting, crooked, and even ugly.

"There is only one way in front of you now. To win the first place in this death competition will have a better result for you and this world. Believe me, absolutely don't think about escaping from this area."

This tone... Su Changxing remembered the man with the giant sword on his back.

"Could it be him?"

Su Changxing put the iron plate in his pocket and realized that it was specially sent by the other party, but he didn't know why the other party wanted him to take the first place in this competition.

This doesn't seem to make any real sense.

He was hesitating whether to act according to the will of the other party. The problem was that the strength of that person had reached the point where he could not resist. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a god.

When they passed by a commercial street, more than a dozen people rushed out from the inside, stepping over the dead bodies, and shouted:

"Sir, let us follow you, staying here is definitely a dead end."

They were men and women, and one of them was wearing a white veil, holding a baby with a pacifier in her arms. His eyes were big and bright, and he was giggling.

Deng Yiming glanced at Su Changxing and said nothing. It would definitely not be a good thing to bring them along at this time, and it might not be safe for them themselves.

Su Changxing looked at these people, was silent for a while, and said calmly: "We still have tasks, and we will definitely take you away when we come out."

After finishing speaking, they fell into silence, and one of them yelled at Su Changxing: "What kind of soldiers are you? Abandon us at this time!"

Su Changxing glanced at him and waved to Deng Yiming without saying anything.

"What's the matter, Team Leader Su?" Deng Yiming approached and asked.

Su Changxing took a deep breath and said, "The situation has changed. We need to stay in the city to fight against these lunatics... Find some people to lead them out of here and go to Donglin."

Deng Yiming smiled when he heard the words, and said:

"Abandoning the people to evacuate is not what soldiers do. It is not an honor to die on the battlefield... If we really leave, we will not be able to pass the hurdle in our hearts."

Staying here is indeed a dead end~www.novelhall.com~ In this case, they at least have a way out, and a few soldiers with guns should be able to deal with weaker monsters.

Now that they were preparing to fight these lunatics, their advancing speed slowed down, and they let the scout robots search for the gladiator slaves around them and hunt them down.

The opponent hunted them down, so they might as well hunt them down in turn.

Su Changxing thought it through very clearly. Since this is a game rule similar to a death match, it is impossible for the gladiator slaves to unite.

And this is his chance to break through each of them and kill these gladiator slaves one by one.

Then he should be the number one for granted.

He is still going to do things according to that person's will. In front of the absolute strong, he must bow his head. This is also the humility that the weak need to maintain.

More importantly, the other party is a kind of superior compassion.

Although Su Changxing didn't like this attitude, it was a good thing for them, at least they had another path to choose.