Thank You! Abstaining from the College Entrance Examination, I Have Become a God

The hunt has already begun, and most players in Huaxia hope that the people of Fengshen Valley will notice this matter earlier and leave the battlefield directly...

……

Battlefield No. 6, the inner circle of the desert.

The four of Su Mu have passed through the sandstorm and are heading towards an uninhabited city.

With the help of the strategies he had seen in his previous life, Su Mu commanded his Frost Flood Mount to avoid disasters one after another.

Such as quicksand, highly toxic areas, and some powerful monsters hiding under the sand.

Everything is going well so far...

But at this moment, Wanshen told Su Mu and others what was happening outside.

The dark god ran away immediately: "I'm on the horse, the grandchildren of the United States really know how to play, kill as much as you want, and still set the stage on the international stage? How about shameless return!"

How did such a good game turn into an international event?

At this time, Wanshen frowned and said, "Why don't you notify everyone to go offline? When we occupy the inner city, all rumors and rumors will be self-defeating."

The dark god also echoed, "Boss, I think what Sanmei said makes sense. We can't afford to lose this person who was hunted down by foreign devils."

Regarding the thoughts of the two, Su Mu remained silent.

In fact, Su Mu didn't expect that these American players would be so good at playing.

Really don't give up any chance to pretend to be international.

After being silent for a while, Su Mu smiled and said, "Just quit the offline... Do you think we can lose the faces of cowards, deserters, and cowards?"

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Because they all understood what Su Mu said.

If they let other people directly withdraw from the battlefield and go offline, then the United States can still use this matter to make a fuss...

It should be even more embarrassing to take the initiative to come to the No. 6 battlefield, but to be scared away by others.

Su Mu lowered his face and looked ahead.

"Don't worry, I will solve the problem I caused."

###Chapter 172 The Battle of Trapped Beasts###

Thank you!Abstaining from the college entrance examination, I have become a god Chapter 172 The battle of trapped beasts "Dead again..."

"Why don't the people from Fengshengu just withdraw from the battlefield?"

"That's right, do you have to lose this international face?"

"In the future, how can we hold our heads up in front of the United States and even other imperial players?"

"It's too much to be teased by others like a toy, and to be a prey like a rabbit for them to hunt and kill for fun, it's too much!"

In the picture deliberately provided by the United States, a team of five in Fengshen Valley was surrounded and killed by two American players.

Moreover, the Fengshengu team they fought had no power to fight back, and even the last five people were all killed, and the sum of the blood deducted by the two people on the American side has not yet reached 300 points...

And a picture like this has happened more than once or twice.

It was so miserable.

The players in the Huaxia region watched anxiously, although they all shouted to let the people from Fengshen Valley withdraw from the battlefield, they still had a glimmer of hope.

Even if this hope is very slim, even if this hope is ruthlessly crushed by American players time and time again.

The Slaughter Blade is fighting fiercely in the screen.

Killing Blade has changed his job to become a swordsman, and his whole body is +10, and his skills and potential are not too bad.

The teammate with Slaughtering Blade has been killed, but at this moment, he is dealing with a talisman master in the United States by virtue of the high agility of the swordsman.

The other two American players chose to stand by and watch their battle while talking and laughing.

They just regard this hunting as a game, because as hunters, they will not fail.

……

The Slaughtering Blade continued to deal with the American talisman master, and the collisions again and again caused both of them to consume a certain degree of blood.

However, the swordsman was transferred from a warrior after all, and his blood and defense were much higher than that of a talisman master.

Killing Blade knew very well that even if he could kill this talisman master, he would not be able to escape the attacks of the other two American players.

But if it's death anyway, why not fight to the death?

Slaughtering Blade blocked two five-element talismans, and laughed loudly: "You are also a talisman master, but compared with our president, you are too far behind!"

In the apocalypse, there is automatic translation, so although it is not an empire and the same language, it does not hinder mutual communication.

"Hmph, what about your president? Abandoned you and ran away? Hahaha."

Although the talisman master of America was very unhappy with Slaughter Blade's words, he couldn't help laughing wildly when he thought that he would end his life immediately.

"This is what your empire said, is the dog jumping over the wall? Hahaha!"

opportunity!

The Slaughtering Blade unleashed Liu Guang's six consecutive slashes at this moment, taking advantage of the law of truth that rebelled against nonsense, and emptied the blood bar of this talisman master.

Although he won, Slaughter Blade didn't feel any joy because of this short-lived victory.

The medicine that restores qi and blood has not cooled down, and there are only more than 100 points of qi and blood left.

He also doesn't have any skills that can restore his blood...

However, there are two other full-blooded American players waiting for him...

run?

No...can't run!

Only death in battle, no surrender!

Slaughtering Blade raised the long sword in his hand, stared at the two American players, and said coldly, "Do you want to fight together, or one by one?"

The two American players froze for a moment.

It's all about death, and you're still so stubborn?

ridiculous.

It is said that China has a dragon soul, which is the descendant of the dragon, and what flows in the body is the blood of the dragon.

Unyielding, tenacious, upstream.

But these, in the eyes of these two American players, are all jokes.

In the face of absolute power, all will can be destroyed!

So, the two of them double-teamed the killing blade!Looking at that posture, he also wanted to flog the killing blade!

A direct kill is not terrible, nor can it ignite the emotions of their imperial audience.

Only after killing them and continuing to flog the corpses in the air, will they win a lot of shouts and slap all the players in the Huaxia Region hard!

"Come!"

"what!--"

The killing blade seemed to be there, his eyes were already bloodshot, and the bulging veins on his neck looked particularly ferocious at this moment!

The battle happened without accident, but it was horrible...

The other two American players did not kill Killing Blade directly, but kept teasing the target, completely exhausting Killing Blade's stamina.

At this moment, Slaughtering Blade could barely stand still.

Originally, he could choose not to use the qi and blood recovery potion, so even if the two players in the United States did not kill, the original residual blood would have been worn to death long ago.

But for some reason, the moment the potion cooled down, the Slaughtering Blade chose to use it without hesitation.

In this way, he turned himself into a wireless sandbag instead...

"Well!"

The moment the opponent raised the sand, he kicked Slaughtering Blade's lower abdomen!

Although this kick was the level A of the curse master, it also dealt nearly 300 damage.

The Slaughtering Blade was kicked away and rolled continuously on the sand...

"tread!"

Before Killing Blade got up, another American player kicked again.

But this kick directly stepped on the back of Slaughter Blade's head, completely crushing his face into the hot sand!

"Didn't you say that your president is very powerful?"

"Why didn't he come to save you?"

"Hahaha, trash! Trash! Your Huaxia region is a trash base! Hahaha..."

"Um?!"

While laughing maniacally, he was shocked to find that the Slaughtering Blade actually used the strength of his own neck to forcibly push the foot on the back of his head up!

"Get down! I didn't allow you to look up!"

The American player stomped hard, but was surprised to find that this swordsman, who should have been exhausted for a long time, was able to contend with him who was full of physical strength with the strength gushing out from nowhere at this time!

"Get down!"

"Go down!"

"Give me down!"

"People from the Huaxia region are not qualified to raise their heads!"

"Give it to me!..."

The former was stronger, but the Slaughtering Blade gritted his teeth, grabbed the opponent's ankle the moment he charged up, and then threw it away with all his strength!

"We don't need to look up, because we haven't lowered our heads at all!"