The other contestants were startled and subconsciously slowed down. Mu Su took advantage of this time to rush to the third position, turned the gun head and aimed at the new first, and knocked the trigger again!

Bang!

The fire snake gushed, the player fell to the ground, and Mu Su naturally became the second.

This time the contestants were already confused and stared at Mu Su's back as he rushed forward.

The player who climbed from third to first for no reason shivered for no reason. While running, he subconsciously turned around and saw Mu Su's muzzle had turned.

He felt cold in his heart, his running pace slowed down and was overtaken by Mu Su.

It seemed that this player knew everything, Mu Su did not attack him and easily won the first place.

He was still worried, turned his head and shook his gun, and slowed down his speed when he pointed. He waited for all the players to pull away their guns and concentrated on running after they had been more than 10 meters away from him.

Even if the players are unwilling to accept it, they can only endure it. If they rush forward and get beaten to death and eliminate nothing, they will follow it slowly to the point and at least make a ranking. If they are lucky, they will also receive points rewards.

Two seconds later, Mu Su crossed the finish line and successfully advanced to the semi-finals with the first place in the group!

Mu Su raised his arms and cheered along the runway to the audience where there were no one.

"It's incredible! 10.21 seconds! The taste of lemongrass sets a record for the new Olympic Games 100-meter sprint!"

Not proud for a while, Huang Jianxiang's shouting came into his ears.

Mu Suqing couldn't help but look at the big screen on the front side of the venue. The camera above was a slender ponytail woman with a name on her head, proving her identity.

His fists gradually clenched.

I come, I conquer. No matter how fast you are... you will fall under my gun.

"He's there!"

"Bow him to death!"

"Let me come first!"

"Don't let this bastard go to the next project!"

Suddenly, there was a mess of screams, and a group of players behind him roared and ran away excitedly.

Mu Su touched the gun again, and a player shouted: "The game is over, we are not afraid of you! Otherwise you will kill us, or we will kill you!!!"

Mu Su, who was angry with the public, turned around and ran away.

"If you have the ability, don't run away!" the contestant shouted.

"Don't chase after you have the ability!" Mu Su didn't even look back.

After wandering around the track for most of the time, Mu Su got into the standby point and disappeared.

When he opened the group chat, everyone asked him how he was.

Mu Su replied modestly: "It's okay, they haven't run away from me."

Jun Moxiao: "Do you believe it?"

Smell the fragrance: "Don't believe it."

Transparent Bridge: "Don't believe it."

Karen: "I believe it."

Fiery God: "Don't believe."

After chatting for a while, Mu Su walked out of the standby point and started the fourth competition...

Next, the contestants witnessed Mu Su's various methods that were not fierce.

Gradually, Mu Su also made some name among the contestants. They knew that there was a guy among the contestants who were all kinds of strange, vicious and omnipotent.

Some players imitate and learn, some succeeded, and some failed. Most of the failed ones wanted to get rid of their opponents while the competition did not start. As a result, the opponents were not solved, and they were found to be solved first by the organizing committee.

Some hidden rules were gradually discovered by the players: before the game, players are absolutely forbidden to take action, and after the game starts, the random and real games are completely reversed. But considering that this is Hell City and the audience is full of monsters, everything is reasonable

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The six matches in the morning ended and players were given an hour of rest. One hour later, the boxing match began.

No player goes offline. The Death Championship is entered in sleep mode. If the time difference of one to seven is removed, it will easily exceed one hour by accident.

The first game in the afternoon is boxing, with Musu and Karen appearing at that time. The boxing match system is slightly different. A total of 5,000 players will randomly play ten games, defeating one person will add 1 point, with a full score of 10 points, and the final decision will not exceed

100 people entered the semi-finals.

An hour later, Mu Su stepped out of the standby point.

Crazy

The light beam above the head shone on the ring divided into dozens of pieces. The players holding numbers in their hands stood under the stage, while the empty ones were waiting in the referee seat to receive the numbers.

Crazy

The crisp metal touch sound echoed in a small area, and the nearby players were stunned.

Crazy

The player who was queuing heard the noise and turned his head curiously. A large shadow appeared on his frightened face. His lips were bleak, and he was shocked and then retreated. The same was true for the other players.

Crazy

Players are like Moses splitting the sea, giving up a direct access to the referee's seat.

Crazy

The existence of the voice was like a nobody, and it came straight to the referee's seat. The referees looked at the guy deeply and handed him a number plate with the number 3353 written on it.

Wow

Existence took the license plate and turned around and walked away.

Crazy

Everyone was surprised and awe-inspiring, and the voice gradually faded away. It was not until this time that they dared to talk in a low voice.

"Who is this guy..."

"It's too exaggerated...it's too exaggerated..."

"Did I come to the wrong place? Is this a boxing program?"

"Don't the referees stop this guy..."

"By the way... this guy... couldn't be the player named Mu Su...

As this sentence ended, the referee was silent.

They were very nervous about this player who had pioneered the method of winning by any means. After a while, one player whispered: "How many numbers did he take..."

"have no idea."

"Not noticed."

"Didn't see it."

"Hope not me."

...

bite

A few minutes later, the referee's seat rang the round bell, and the black horny demon who was nearly three meters tall shouted like a loud sound: "Please follow the prompts on the screen to enter the ring."

Mr. Ya looked down at the number and was in the ring No. 23.

"I don't know if the opponent is powerful..." Mr. Ya muttered nervously and came to the 23rd arena.

The referee is a monster who looks a bit like a shellless turtle. He has a hunched body, dark green skin and a wide referee uniform that is not suitable.

Before the opponent's face appeared, Mr. Crow couldn't help but think about it. Could it be that he was lucky that the opponent's game did not come?

As soon as this thought arose, it was awakened by a clamor.

Mr. Ya subconsciously turned his head and swept away, and his eyes were stuck and could not be moved away. His mouth could not be suppressed and wider.

This guy is not here... This guy is not here... This guy is not here... This guy is not here...

The existence took unwavering heavy steps, facing shocking and horrifying eyes, and walked towards the only ring around which lacked players.

"Oh no..." Mr. Ya showed despair.

The footsteps stopped. The existence stood in front of the fence, and the heavy breath hit the cold metal.

God will not hear His prayers, because this is hell.
Chapter completed!