Chapter 1161

"How could that happen?"

Matsuda can't imagine, all this and his own thought, completely different.

In his plan, the dragon's volley is enough to kill each other's three blue winged angels. Especially in the case of sneak attack, the other party can not expect it.

But what he thought was too ideal, of course.

The blue winged angel will not stop because of Matsuda's gaping. Death rays, still being released, are hundreds of thousands of zombies dying every few seconds.

This kind of massacre can not bear the sight of the war.

The movement of the blue winged angel is blinking, and the range of movement is too large, you never know where it will appear. When you see it, it will be the time when the death ray bursts, and there are countless deaths and injuries.

It's not a fight at all. Matsutama, who missed the first blow, has no strength to fight back, just waiting to be slaughtered.

What's more, Matsuda has not yet responded.

From the perspective of God, they know that Luchuan's other 500 level 9 zombies are rushing towards this battlefield. Once they arrive, they may be able to wipe out all the zombies in Matsuda.

It is not exaggeration, but Lu Chuan's strength is too strong.

There are more than 500 kinds of eight grade 9 zombies, which means that Lu Chuan has more than 50 billion level 8 zombies in his hands. Matsuda's number of level 8 zombies is quite a lot, but in the face of a ratio of more than 50 billion, it is nothing.

The characteristic of level 9 zombies is range attack. Once launched, they cover tens of kilometers. They are extremely terrifying.

"Eight, this is impossible, absolutely impossible."

Matsuda's eyes almost burst out, because of anger and the root of his veins burst, he clenched his fist, but he found that he could not do anything.

Unable to capture the position where the blue winged angel appeared, he had to be beaten passively.

There are hundreds of millions of zombies in the air. How can we fight them if we can't even see the shadow of others?

Endless choking and bending surged into his heart, matsutama actually had an impulse to cry. Under this kind of despair, I felt powerless, and I knew that my life was approaching. All kinds of things combined to make matsutada's throat sweet. It was actually pouring out a mouthful of blood.

With a hand wipe, looking at the red on his hands, Matsuda can not believe that he will become like this.

Spit blood, oneself unexpectedly vomit blood?

The scarlet on the hand, let Matsuda collapse. He feels that he is not worth it. Why should he consume his strength? What about surrender? In the near future, I can impact on the level 9 space. In the far future, even if I have a life span of more than ten or twenty years, what if I am really dead?

In my heart, this kind of species is springing up.

In matsutama's mind, the sound of prompt constantly appeared, all of which indicated the number of zombies he had lost.

The number of zombies in the hands is decreasing, and the speed is amazing.

"We can't go on like this. Now the loss is heavy, but we still have the strength to fight for level 9 space. If you hold on, there will be nothing. "

Flashed by this idea, Matsuda did not hesitate any more, and resolutely sent out the signal of surrender.

This kind of determination of the Islander made him choose to surrender when he knew he could not do it. No more desperate, but to preserve the strength of the hands.

As long as his strength is still there, there is a chance.

At the moment of Matsuda's surrender signal, all zombie movements, including those of the blue winged angel, stopped.

Lu Chuan a Leng, immediately thought of what, the other side actually surrendered?

The next moment, Lu Chuan is angry again, this bastard ignites the fire, then pats the buttocks to say not to play? If we surrender earlier, how could this happen?

Lu Chuan hasn't killed himself. It's rare to have such an opportunity to kill without fear.

Lu Chuan saw the power of blue wing angel.

Looking at the countdown, Lu Chuan has some helplessness. Although he won this game, Lu Chuan has a feeling that he can't finish. The star sky spikes haven't arrived yet, and the other side has surrendered.

"Well, save your strength and keep fighting."

Lu Chuan changed his mind, and his anger just disappeared.

I should be happy, after all, only three blue winged angels took each other down.

Now Lu Chuan is curious. How rich will the other party's 30% assets be?

He did not let Lu Chuan wait more. With the end of the 30 second countdown, the result of the liquidation also popped up in front of Lu Chuan. When Lu Chuan saw this string of numbers, he could not help but open his mouth.

How many zeros?

Lu Chuan almost went to the judgment ability, in short, very much, many to Luchuan do not know how to use numbers to describe. Billion trillion is too much? This set of numbers is far from descriptive.

How many trillion trillion, or trillions?

"Hiss!"

Lu Chuan took a cold breath, and then he was ecstatic. A kind of fund obtained in this war will let Lu Chuan not worry about having no money to spend. No matter how he squanders, it is impossible to squander this money.The top 100 people are really rich.

Lu Chuan feels like they are boss. They are a treasure.

It is not only assets, but also their ranking. As long as they are defeated, their competitive points will be incomparable. Lu Chuan's competitive points in this war will reach 91 million.

"Zhao Qingtan won 170 million when he was defeated. That is to say, he ranked 17th? " Lu Chuan calculated, each integral is a million difference, seems to be able to make sense.

Of course, all of these are secondary. What makes Lu Chuan happy is the following news.

"Ding, you will enjoy a bonus of 100000 competitive points per hour when you are promoted to 91st place."

In the sound of prompt, he talked about competitive points.

100000 athletic points per hour, 2.4 million a day, absolutely rich. Play a few days, not careful of their own account, there will be 10 million competitive points out, absolutely let people enjoy explosion ah.

Now Lu Chuan, finally has this kind of VIP power.

There are 2.4 million competitive points in one day. Lu Chuan has realized this kind of good thing now. Before, these people have been occupying, enjoying for so many years in vain.

The battle space disappeared and Lu Chuan was kicked out.

It's good to have an independent space. How fanatical the outside world is, they can't disturb Luchuan's present independent space.

Lu Chuan opened the list and saw that his name had risen to ninety-one, and his defeated opponent was placed in more than 500 places according to his fighting performance.

This position is still very high, but in the short term, Matsuda wants to go up, or more difficult.

Lu Chuan does not have to worry about his position, because the ninety first place is not what Lu Chuan wants. His goal is to be the first.

Only the first can set off Lu Chuan.

"Keep going."

Lu Chuan sneers. The three blue winged angels have broken out, but they haven't done their best. They still have the power to fight. What's more, they don't need to hand over to other level 9 zombies in the next game.

In the matching space, Lu Chuan issued the command again.

One hundred to ninety-one have the right to match up. As long as an order is given, the city of competition will match up one of the ninety-one to eighty-one.

If you win, you will replace the other party.

The rules are the same.

"There is no level 9 zombie in 91, that is to say, no one can stop me?" Lu Chuan found this problem. There are not many people with level 9 zombies. Even if there are only a few level 9 zombies, they can't stop Lu Chuan.

Match, same as 30 seconds.

This time, the match is an opponent of 83. The opponent in this position should still have strength.

The next step is to wait. This time, the preparation time is also 30 minutes.

In this time, Lu Chuan can do nothing but stay in the matching space, waiting for the other party to appear.

"In the Second World War, what kind of opponent will we meet?"

Under Lu Chuan's boredom, his head began to conceive of the next opponent who would appear later, and what way would he compete with himself? Maybe like Matsuda, there are only eight zombies?

Time is running out. At the beginning, Lu Chuan is still nervous. Because of human inertia, he will think that 83 is definitely more powerful than 91. Otherwise, why would he be 83?

The countdown was 30 minutes. When it returned to zero, Lu Chuan found that he had entered the configuration space.

There is nothing to configure. Lu Chuan is not arrogant, but unnecessary. You just need to bring all the zombies of level 9. It's hard to win or not.

When time came, Lu Chuan appeared in the battle space.

And then

"What?"

Lu Chuan exclaimed, because Lu Chuan didn't even have an idea. His horizon was a dust. He entered the countdown to the end. The second opponent, a bachelor, couldn't believe it. At the moment of the opening, he chose to surrender and didn't even have time for Lu Chuan to react.

This makes Lu Chuan, who would have been in the first World War, feel hard to accept.

How come the other side doesn't have guts. You should at least confirm your own strength before deciding whether to fight or not? This feeling of surrender at the beginning of the game made Lu Chuan feel like a dog.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Lu Chuan smiles triumphantly. Lu Chuan is depressed, but in his heart, he is overjoyed. This kind of battle, which does not even need to see or fight, is definitely what Luchuan is most willing to see.

What does the man say? Well, he has a good eye.

Maybe, the other party knows it's their own, so they will be so single.

It's wise to lose some money and keep your own strength if you know you can't beat it. Like Matsuda, now the terror has regretted to the point that his intestines are green.Perhaps the most unpleasant thing is the people watching the war.

They waited for such a long time to see if there were any warriors who would stand up and give Lu Chuan a hard face so that they could understand the level 9 zombie and understand everything about Lu Chuan.

But now, there are no warriors, there are just cowards.

Regardless of what, the start is lightning surrender, but also a little face? This behavior can be called desertion. There is no egg in it.

"Bah, it's eighty-three."

how many people make complaints about it? How does it climb to eighty-three place? Seeing each other surrender gives them a feeling that they can defeat each other and take their place.

Lu Chuan didn't think so much about it. With the continuous sound of prompts, when Lu Chuan saw this series of numbers again, he was not excited, but plain.

"For every 10 places you advance, you'll get twice as many competitive points per hour, and the reward is one million more per place."

Lu Chuan through his own harvest, calculated a small rule of competitive points.

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