Survival Game: Random SSS Talents.

Chapter 59 Dispute and sss talent beast
[The war mode of this game is Dispute]

[Winning the first place will add 1 to the number of rounds required for the promotion match]

Zhou Wen and Ji Zi entered the game.

As soon as Zhou Wen recovered his vision, he looked around.

A large open-air square surrounded by circular seats carved from stone.

The place where Zhou Wen stood had a strong smell of blood.

This is the Colosseum in ancient Rome...

[The number of players participating in this game is 100]

[War Mode: Dispute]

[Starting to draw sss-level talents in this game...]

【Ding!】

[Since this mode is: Dispute]

[The battlefield is the Colosseum]

[Killing players in this game will not increase attribute points]

[Successfully extracted talent...]

[The sss-level talent in this game is: Beast]

[sss level talent beast]

[Passive Skill: Unyielding]

[Recover 20% of the lost HP per second]

[Passive Skill: Fight of Trapped Beasts]

[When dying, consume 10 layers of morale, delay the death outbreak by two seconds, and increase all attributes by 5 times within two seconds]

[Passive Skill: King]

[Every player killed in battle will get 5 layers of morale, and each layer of morale will provide a 1% bonus to all attributes]

[Passive Skill: Unstoppable
拥有10/20/30/40层士气时获得30%/50%/80%/100%的攻击穿透】

[Details: You at this moment will represent the beasts that died here...]

【Tear them apart!】

"A beast?"

Zhou Wen muttered to himself looking at the drawn talent.

Ji Zi stretched his waist and said to Zhou Wen: "Okay, you can fight slowly, I'll go up there to rest for a while."

Zhou Wen was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw Ji Zi slowly disappearing in front of him.

At the same time, the number of remaining players in the system becomes 99.

The kill bar doesn't show anyone being killed.

Then the number of interfaces in the system was refreshed and changed to 100 again.

Zhou Wen didn't know what happened.

He sat on the floor tiles of the Colosseum and waited for the official start of the battle.

Ji Zi appeared in a small room in a flash.

A circle of people sat in this small room. In front of them was a huge wooden board. This huge wooden board was divided into 100 pieces, and each piece had a string of player numbers on it.

When these people saw Ji Zi, all of them had sneer smiles on their faces, and only a small number of people saw her with a smile on their faces.

Ji Zi took out a handful of coins from his pocket.

These coins are crystal clear and shimmering, with a chalice carved on the front and a statue of a goddess on the back.

Ji Zi put the handful of coins on the position of player number 520, then whistled and found a place to sit down.

Zhou Wen, who was resting on the ground, waited for a while.

【The 1st round of disputes starts now!】

[Divided into 4 battlefields with 25 people as a unit]

【start fighting!】

Zhou Wen's body glowed, and he was teleported away.

When he opened his eyes, he was on a small battle platform, which still belonged to the Colosseum.

As soon as the transmission came in, Zhou Wen felt the gaze of many people. He raised his head and the circular seats were full of people.

They are all wearing black robes, and these black robes have more or less a badge on them, and only a very small number of people have no badges on them.

After seeing those badge patterns clearly, Zhou Wen's heart shuddered.

All of these people watching are members of the guild!
Zhou Wen's mind was active and he suddenly thought of many things.

He turned his gaze to his three opponents.

The closest to him was a tall, simple and honest man with muscles all over his body.

A little farther away is an ordinary person with an ordinary appearance and nothing special.

As for the remaining player, this is a very thin man with a pair of small eyes shining from time to time. He looks at the other players cautiously.

A countdown appeared on the virtual panel in front of Zhou Wen.

3...

2...

1...

【The dispute begins! Show your potential... Cubs!】

The original cold voice of the system was filled with excitement and encouragement.

Zhou Wen tensed his muscles and looked at the others vigilantly.

I saw that the skinny player on the opposite side actively formed a gang and said to the ordinary-looking player, "Brother, let's form an alliance first and kill the two on the opposite side."

The ordinary player didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, but nodded silently.

The honest man next to Zhou Wen actively waved to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen used to stand beside that simple and honest man. The man's gentle demeanor made people want to get close to him.

"My friend, you and I fight against them together!"

There was a defiant look on the man's face.

"Up."

The man growled and rushed forward very actively, leaving Zhou Wen with his back.

This guy was the first to contact the very ordinary player, and the two fisted together.

"Oh!"

The sound of fists colliding was very dull.

The man stepped back after punching him, with a serious look on his face.

Zhou Wen also ran over and punched.

At this moment, the man behind Zhou Wen showed a sinister expression on his face.

He gave a low voice: "Thunderbolt Palm."

He quickly slapped his palm, only to see tiny purple lightning entangled on his palm.

It was difficult for Zhou Wen to react to this sudden change. He had just confronted that ordinary player.

The man slapped him on the back.
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Zhou Wen's blood volume suddenly dropped.

When Zhou Wen was attacked, he quickly backed away.

He looked at several people calmly.

Then his passive ability Unyielding takes effect.

+5
+4
……

Slowly restore blood volume.

Zhou Wen looked at the man who had sneaked up on him just now. The gentle and honest temperament of this man was swept away at this moment, replaced by indifference and viciousness.

The man suddenly said, "He just hit me with a thunderbolt palm, and the blood volume is low at this time, the three of us shot him to death together."

The man's proposal was approved by the two players.

Three people walked over in a tendency to surround.

Taking advantage of the few seconds of speaking, Zhou Wen's blood volume was almost full.

A sneer appeared on Zhou Wen's face.

The thin player rushed over first and attacked Zhou Wen.

The player's punching speed was fast, which showed that his agility was very high. After taking a few punches, Zhou Wen found that this person's attack power was not very high, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time the remaining two players also approach.

For a while, Zhou Wen was no match for four hands, and his health was lost a lot.

In the small room was a man in black robe, with a blood-colored eye painted on his black robe.

He glanced at the lively Jizi who was watching.

Tauntingly said: "Someone's vision is really bad... I'm afraid I will be eliminated in the first round..."

When Ji Zi heard what he said, he looked at the person he was betting cheerfully.

Player number 927.

Ji Zi picked out the battle angle of 927, a player with a big scar on his face has already defeated two people.

When Ji Zi looked at him, he just killed the third person.

He made it through.

The blood-eyed black-robed man smiled triumphantly.

Ji Zi smacked her lips.

"It's so ugly... just like you..."

"you!"

The blood-eyed man in black robe suddenly wanted to get angry, but then held back.

"Take advantage of the quickness of the tongue..."

(End of this chapter)