Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

[The war mode of this game is dispute]

[Winning 1st place will add 1 to the number of games required for promotion]

Zhou Wen and Ji Zi entered the game.

Zhou Wenyi regained his vision and looked around.

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

The place where Zhou Wen stood at his feet 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 is: Dispute]

[Start drawing SSS-level talents in this game...]

【Ding!】

[Given that this mode is: Dispute]

[The battlefield is the Colosseum]

[Players killed in this round will not receive an increase in attribute points]

[Successfully extracted talents...]

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

[SSS level talent beast]

[Passive skill: Unyielding]

[Recover 20% of lost health per second]

[Passive skill: Fighting trapped beasts]

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

[Passive skill: King]

[Every player who dies in the surrounding area will receive 5 layers of morale, and each layer of morale will provide you with a 1% all-attribute bonus]

[Passive skill: Unstoppable

Gain 30%/50%/80%/100% attack penetration when you have 10/20/30/40 layers of morale]

[Details: At this moment, you will represent the dead beasts here...]

【Tear them into pieces!】

"Beast?"

Zhou Wen muttered to himself as he looked at the talent he had extracted.

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

Zhou Wen was stunned 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 became 99.

The kill column does not show that anyone has been killed.

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

Zhou Wen didn't know what was going on.

He sat on the floor tiles of the Colosseum and waited for the war to officially begin.

Ji Zi appeared in a small room in a flash.

There was a circle of people sitting 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, they all had sneers on their faces, and only a few people saw her smiling.

Himeko took out a handful of coins from her pocket.

These coins were crystal clear and shimmering, with a Holy Grail engraved on the front and a goddess statue on the back.

Himeko placed the handful of coins on the player number 520, then whistled and found a place to sit down.

Zhou Wen, who was sitting on the ground to rest, waited for a while.

【The 1st round of dispute begins now!】

[A unit of 4 people is divided into 25 battlefields]

【start fighting!】

Zhou Wen's body glowed and was then teleported away.

When he opened his eyes, he was on a small fighting platform. This place still belonged to the Colosseum.

As soon as the transmission came in, Zhou Wen felt the attention of many people. He raised his head and the ring-shaped seats were now full of people.

They all wore black robes, and these black robes more or less had a badge on them. Only a few of them had no badges on them.

After seeing the badge patterns clearly, Zhou Wen felt shocked.

All of these people watching are members of the guild!

Zhou Wen's mind was quick and he suddenly thought of a lot.

He turned his attention to his three opponents.

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

A little further away is an ordinary person with an average appearance and nothing special about him.

As for the remaining player, he was a very thin man with a pair of small eyes that shone from time to time. He looked 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 system's originally cold voice was filled with excitement and encouragement.

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

I saw the skinny player on the opposite side actively forming a clique with the ordinary-looking player and saying, "Brother, let's form an alliance and kill the two on the opposite side together."

The ordinary player had no unnecessary expression on his face and just nodded silently.

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

Zhou Wen went over and stood next to the honest man. The man's gentle temperament made people want to get close to him.

"Friend, you and I will fight against them together!"

There was an expression of defiance on the man's face.

"Up."

The man roared and then rushed forward very proactively, leaving his back to Zhou Wen.

This man was the first to make contact with the player who looked very ordinary, and the two fisted each other.

"Bang!"

The sound of fists clashing was very dull.

The man punched him and then stepped back, with a solemn 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 shouted: "Thunder Palm."

He quickly slapped his palm, and saw tiny purple lightning wrapped around his palm.

Zhou Wen had a hard time reacting to this sudden change. He had just fought against the ordinary player.

He was attacked by the man on the back.

-

26

Zhou Wen's health dropped immediately.

Zhou Wen quickly retreated when he was attacked.

He looked at the few people calmly.

Then his passive skill Unyielding took effect.

+5

+4

...

Slowly recovering health.

Zhou Wen looked at the man who had just attacked him. The man's gentle and honest temperament was swept away, replaced by indifference and viciousness.

The man suddenly said, "He just got hit by my thunderbolt palm. His health is not much now. The three of us will attack him together to kill him."

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

The three people came over in a surrounding trend.

While talking for a few seconds, Zhou Wen's health was almost full.

Zhou Wen showed a sneer on his face.

The skinny player rushed over first and attacked Zhou Wen.

This player's punching speed was very fast, which showed that he was very agile. After Zhou Wen was hit by a few punches, he 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 approached.

For a while, Zhou Wen was unable to fight four hands, and his health points were lost a lot.

There was a black-robed man in the small room, and his black robe was painted with a blood-red eye.

He glanced at Ji Zi who was watching the excitement.

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

Ji Zi heard his words and looked at the person he bet on happily.

Player number 927.

Ji Zi picked out the battle perspective of 927. A player with a big scar on his face had defeated two people at this time.

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

He successfully advanced.

The blood-eyed black-robed man laughed twice.

Ji Zi smacked her lips.

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

"You!"

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

"We can take advantage of this moment of verbal pleasure..."