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Chapter 1043 The Final Team Competition
After the calculation, the result of this round of competition and the total score of the competition up to now will be announced ahead;
Tang Ming and Wan Yong tied for No.1, scoring 100 points and a total of 700 points;
Zhao Tianba No.2, scored 90 points, with a total score of 340 points

Uneven money No.3, 80 points, 390 points in total

Longao No.3, scored 80 points, with a total score of 390 points

Lin Canghai No.3, scored 80 points, with a total score of 280 points

Wu Xiaoyu No.4, scored 70 points, with a total score of 370 points

Fu Renjie No.5, scored 60 points, with a total score of 180 points

Meng Shuangfei abstained and scored 0 points for a total of 0 points.

Seeing this result, everyone was helpless, Tang Ming and Wan Yong still tied for first place after a long time!

I thought there would be a winner in this one-on-one duel, but after a long time of fuss, the winner was still not decided, so I could only watch the last match tomorrow.

"Same as yesterday, I now want to announce the content of tomorrow's game, and tell you some advance preparations by the way."

After everyone's emotions stabilized, Qin Fang said leisurely, "Tomorrow's game content is to form a team to fight with real guns."

"Firearms?" Upon hearing this, Long Ao's face changed slightly, and he quickly raised his hand:
"All of us are disciples of the martial arts family, who specialize in martial arts, who knows how to use guns?"

"That's right, I'm invulnerable, so how can I practice marksmanship?"

Zhao Tianba quickly followed suit and protested.

"Sorry, this is the rule setting of the big competition. Considering that you may not be proficient in firearms, you will be allowed to find foreign aid this time."

Qin Fang smiled, narrowed her eyes and said:

"Judging from the current content, the Meng family players will abstain, and the remaining eight players will be divided into two teams, and then six auxiliary players will be selected from their respective factions to start the game in a ten-on-ten format. "

"Direct team pk?"

Tang Ming frowned. He didn't expect to be so blatant in the last round of competition.

"Don't worry, after today's game results were announced, the live broadcast in the viewing hall has ended, which means that no one can see your performance except internal personnel."

Qin Fang glanced at the direction of the monitor and reminded with a smile:
"Tomorrow's game will also be a closed game system. The audience can only see the final result, but not the game process, because there is no monitoring device in the game field, just to let you better experience the danger of the battlefield."

"What and what?"

Tang Ming looked at Lin Canghai and the others suspiciously, not knowing what tricks the host was playing.

Long Ao and the others also shook their heads blankly, not knowing what the direct relationship was.

In fact, the so-called team battle has brought the conflict between the two factions to the surface, but this is after all a big contest between the nine major families, and the conflict between the factions should not be too obvious in front of outsiders.

Therefore, the live broadcast will be cut off, allowing the audience to only watch the results.

Of course, the heads of the nine major families, as well as the high-level officials of the dark and bright groups, were still able to monitor the progress of the competition. It could be said that this condensed the open competition into a small-scale factional struggle.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Fu Tianyou and Zhou Xiong appeared in the venue.

"The team leaders of both of you are below. They will take you down to rest. They will tell you the specific details of the game."

After seeing the two people appear, Qin Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone come with me."

Zhou Xiong excitedly waved to Tang Ming and the others.

"You guys come with me too."

On the other hand, Fu Tianyou yelled with embarrassment, this time the higher ups lost [-] billion, and he was scolded again, but this matter had nothing to do with him directly at all.

Fu Tianyou and Zhou Xiong left the scene with players from their respective factions.

"I want to eat."

As soon as he walked out of the arena, Tang Ming couldn't wait to shout.

"what?"

Zhou Xiong froze for a moment.

"Brother, are you a pig? You only ate so much an hour ago, and now you are eating again?"

Lin Canghai looked at Tang Ming speechlessly, the digestive system must be too developed.

"Anyway, I'm hungry now. If you have anything to do, talk while eating, or I'll be hungry."

Tang Ming rubbed his stomach, and said helplessly: "I was too tired from the battle just now, and now I must hurry up and eat back."

"Okay, since that's the case, let's go to the restaurant for dinner."

After Zhou Xiong came to his senses, he smiled nonchalantly. Now that Tang Ming is a great hero of the secret faction, let alone eating, even if he wanted to eat him, he would definitely be satisfied.

Soon a group of people came to the restaurant in the rest area, and Zhou Xiong opened a private room to entertain Tang Ming.

Although I heard that Tang Ming could eat it, Zhou Xiong was quite frightened when he saw how Tang Ming was eating.

"You talk about yours, and I will listen while eating, so it won't delay things."

Tang Ming hugged an elbow and said with a smile while chewing.

"Ahem, let me tell you about tomorrow's game."

After Zhou Xiong came to his senses, he quickly got to the point.

"Director Zhou, we will have a firearms competition tomorrow. This is not our field of expertise. How should we fight?"

Wu Xiaoyu looked at Zhou Xiong worriedly.

"Hey, it is precisely because you are not good at it that the Ming team set up this competition." Zhou Xiong sighed helplessly:

"For so many years, the Ming team has always used fields that we are not good at as competition events, and I am also very helpless."

"Then let's talk about the specific game situation. I don't believe Wan Yong and the others are proficient in firearms."

Long Ao hummed unhappily.

"To put it simply, tomorrow's game is a simulated battlefield. Players on both sides will use the most realistic electronic guns to compete, and the number of shots will be used to calculate the score."

Zhou Xiong squinted his eyes and reminded solemnly: "Remember, tomorrow's competition will directly calculate the points, that is, the accumulated points in your total score."

"This is a bit too big."

Hearing this, Lin Canghai couldn't help but screamed, and asked nervously, "How many points does it cost to hit a target?"

"Hitting a target counts as 3 points." Zhou Xiong replied.

"So few?" Long Ao was surprised, frowned and said:

"There are ten people on each side, and one side only has [-] points in total. It doesn't seem to have any impact on the result of the game?"

"Are there few three-pointers?" Zhou Xiong looked at Long Ao strangely:
"If Team Leader Tang can get three points more than Wan Yong, then his score will be ahead of Wan Yong. If the final total score is three points more, it means that he is the champion of this competition."

"This……"

Long Ao was at a loss for words. Three points were of no use to them, but they were very important to Wan Yong and Tang Ming who were competing for the championship.

"In addition, in tomorrow's game, those who get shot will not be out of the game. Everyone can get shot in a row. The enemy will get three points for one shot, and thirty points for ten shots."

Zhou Xiong further explained: "However, there is a time limit for the competition, which is limited to three hours."

(End of this chapter)