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Chapter 9 Victory

On the other side, Xiao Yi and Wang Dong, who had already left the battle, ran all the way. After a few minutes, they were panting and collapsed on the ground with fatigue. Their physical strength was still not good and they had to rest on the spot.

"Xiao Yi, the gun should have hit you just now. Are you okay?" Wang Dong asked.

Xiao Yi silently touched the part on his chest that was still vaguely painful, but he suddenly realized that he was wearing a silk jacket. The clothes had strong toughness and had F+-level monster dual defense capabilities.

The opponent's gun attack power is probably average, and it will not exceed the F+ level attack power, so the bullet cannot penetrate the defense power of the silk jacket. Xiao Yi also had an intuitive understanding of the defense ability of this dress, but he naturally would not say this to Wang Dong.

Seeing that Xiao Yi didn't say anything, Wang Dong didn't care. He just thought that Xiao Yi had left the lucky luck and breathed out, and said in fear: "It was so dangerous just now. I was so scared that I couldn't even move my legs. I didn't care about their seniors before. Now it seems that Zhang Kai does have the capital to be proud! By the way, how did you release your fireball technique? Teach me."

Facing Wang Dong's hot gaze, Xiao Yi just shook his head. It was absolutely impossible for him to disclose Chen Pingnan's gift bag to anyone.

Wang Dong shrugged and smiled, "I just asked casually, don't care, it's just a pity Wu Tianfeng, hey!"

Xiao Yi was also sad. He made a mistake in calculations. He did not expect that the other party would send two seniors directly to him and sighed: "It's my fault."

"It's not your fault. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago!" Wang Dong's face was a little serious: "You really don't have to blame yourself. To be honest, I really admire you. You have done your best in this environment!"

"I see!"

The two of them were slightly silent for a moment, took out two cans and took a few bites. Wang Dong asked nervously again: "There are three people left, will they chase after me?"

"No! I'm afraid Zhang Kai is fighting with the veterans of the Demon camp. The score has not changed yet, which means they are evenly matched. As for the last two, they must be newcomers."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yi's hand holding the can stopped slightly, frowned and pondered: "If I were a veteran of the Demon Clan, where would I let the two newcomers hide?"

Suddenly, Xiao Yi's face changed and he looked around. There was a grass here, and the messy weeds were half a person tall. This was definitely an excellent place for Tibetans.

"What's wrong?" Wang Dong didn't react yet.

"Don't talk!"

Xiao Yi lowered his voice, then reached out to take out the thermal detector from his backpack. Since he met with Zhang Kai, he did not take out the thermal detector because of concerns that he might have caused suspicion.

After taking out the instrument and turning it on, there were two red figures on the thermal display, which suddenly appeared in a cold area with blue representing the coldness. This means that in addition to Xiao Yi and Wang Dong, there were two other people here. Judging from the distance, they were probably about 100 meters away from them, and it seemed that the other party was still slowly approaching!

Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel scared and sweated. Wang Dong also reacted. He was about to get up and was pulled by Xiao Yi, so he shook his head, and then pressed his hand on the hilt of the Bone-Devouring Poison Sword.

The other party seemed to have discovered Xiao Yi and Wang Dong and wanted to attack him while he was unprepared. Although everyone was forced to join this competitive competition, in order to survive, someone was destined to die!

A trace of cold sweat broke out from Wang Dong's face, and he held his weapon, the dagger, but Xiao Yi was much calmer than him. He silently watched the other party's position in the heat detector being approached. When it was only a few meters away from them, he suddenly threw the detector down and rushed towards the two newcomers like a spring.

The cloth strip wrapped on the Bone-Devouring Poison Sword had been torn off, and the sword tip, with its dark blue venom, quickly jumped to the other party's neck like a poisonous snake in the night.

At this moment, Xiao Yi hesitated for more than a second. Unlike shooting with fireball, killing people with cold weapons at close range is definitely a psychological test for him.

It was just over the second time that the black shadow in the night had already counterattacked. As the distance approached, Xiao Yi finally saw the other party's appearance clearly. This was a pretty girl with a look of fear and madness on her face. She held her long sword tightly and stabbed towards Xiao Yi crazily.

She is the girl who was discovered by Xiao Yi during the daytime investigation, which is her intelligence, so Xiao Yi was almost killed by the other party's seniors.

If you want to survive, you can only kill people. This arena is so cruel.

After realizing this, Xiao Yi's poisonous sword twitched gently, and blood burst out from the girl's neck, and a lot of sputtered out of Xiao Yi's face and clothes.

The long sword in the girl's hand fell to the ground weakly. She covered the wound on her neck with her hand in disbelief, trying to stop the gushing of blood, but the E-level toxicity ability of the Bone-Eating Poison Sword had penetrated into her body. The girl wriggled her lips with difficulty: "I, I don't, don't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl fell down unwillingly.

"Don't you want to die? But I don't want to die either." Xiao Yi's face was complicated and he murmured softly.

Another newcomer from the Demon Clan was also a girl. She was already frightened when she saw her companion’s death. The courage to attack that she had finally plucked up just now had disappeared.

"Feel sorry!"

Although Xiao Yi's face was still filled with guilt and unbearableness, he had no hesitation as soon as possible. He raised his hand and fell into a sword. The last new girl fell into a pool of blood and died.

When Wang Dong finally got the courage to run over, there were only two cold corpses on the ground and the announcements that kept echoing in his mind.

The Gods' Clan killed two demons' camps, and the current score is 4:1

...

Zhang Kai, who was still in a stalemate, burst into laughter after hearing the score prompt and ridiculed: "Hahaha! No matter what, our god camp won this game, with the gap of losing three points. Are you sure you have enough honor points to deduct? Why not be killed by me honestly, so as not to be wiped out by the game!"

The last veteran of the other party suddenly changed his face. He gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "As long as I kill you two, I will not be wiped out because I don't have enough honor points!"

As he said that, the man holding the sword had launched an attack at all costs. At this time, both of them were already scarred and their movements were much slower, especially Zhang Kai, because the Zhenshan Hammer had too high requirements for arm strength, and his power was consumed very quickly.

The other party was not much better. Yan Ling's archery technique seemed to have finally found the correct head, and she accurately hit the knife-holder's arm, calves and shoulders several times. Although the attack power was not high, the continuous bleeding also brought great burden to the body.

Yan Ling was hiding in the grass but frowned. The reason why her accuracy was improved was because Zhang Kai unconsciously led the other party to the area where Yan Ling was ambushing during the battle.

As the distance approaches, the accuracy will also increase. But Yan Ling always feels that Zhang Kai seems to have some tricks, and she sees that the distance between Yan Ling and Zhang Kai is less than a few meters.

At this time, the sword-holding man suddenly accelerated his sprint and slashed over, but Zhang Kai did not dodge as usual. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly strode behind him, picked up Yan Ling's collar with his left hand, and threw it towards the sword-holding man who was sprinting over.

The face of the knife-holder's face changed drastically, but he had no choice but to stop. He could only watch the horrified woman crashing into his knife edge. His scimitar easily cut Yan Ling's defensive clothes and penetrated her abdomen. However, due to inertia, Yan Ling's body could no longer stabilize her body and fell to the ground.

It's over!

This was the only thought in the mind of the sword-holder's mind when he fell down. The next second, Zhang Kai's shocking hammer had already hit the sky, completely turning the sword-holder's sword-holder's mud into a pool of meat.

The Gods' camp killed one person in the Demons' camp, with a score of 5:1

The magic camp will be destroyed and the god camp will win. The competition will end early, and the 30-second countdown will be in the end.

With thirty seconds left, Zhang Kai flipped around the knife-holding man, quickly stuffing various equipment props and other spoils into his backpack, and rushed to another step not far away, and also put the props of the veteran who had been killed by Xiao Yi before.

The seriously injured Yan Ling lay on the ground and twitched all over, with blood spitting at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Zhang Kai with begging, but the man never looked at her from beginning to end. Until the end, Yan Ling's gaze changed from begging to anger, feeling the rapid passing of life, from anger to fear, fear of death.

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