True RMB player

Chapter 118
"Xingyun Pavilion is a game that must be won. No matter how you look at it, the martial artist has no strength to fight back. How dare he play such a big game with Xingyu Pavilion." In the world chat box, countless players discussed.

That's 50 per person. In the eyes of ordinary people like them, it looks like a fantasy. It is because it is too real that it looks so fake.

"Warrior is taking a big gamble. If he is not sure how dare he say that, I will bet on Wu Zhe. If I win this big bet, I can go to heaven."

"Tch, if you still want to gamble, it depends on whether his own strength is really that strong. Who can beat the seven curse masters on the opposite side? You should be the one punch of the five masters."

"That's right, these two idiots who are betting on martial arts don't pay attention to them, Xingyun Pavilion will win!"

Soon, the number of bettors has reached 6, among which the Xingyu Pavilion has a huge majority of bettors and has gained an advantage, while the warrior side only accounts for 218 to [-] people, and they are all from the [-] server Help out.

"Warrior, you have to work hard, don't beat our own people so well, you don't have to come back if you don't beat the earth turtle from Xingyun Pavilion to S." Liangshan's guild leader Hua Gai sent a message, and he just listened After talking about this matter, he ran over.

Although they were deadly rivals a few minutes ago, they are very supportive of their own server when it comes to unanimity, and any conflicts can be resolved in the server.

"That's right, don't lose the face of our 218 server, or your legs will be broken when you come back." The autistic Black Whirlwind also came, betting fifty thousand gold coins on the warrior.

Not just the two of them, most of the members of Liangshan came. As long as they had spare money, the bets started at [-]. With the support of members of the Lingxiu Pavilion, the Royal Family and the Hongwu Guild, they The amount of bets on gold coins was actually the same as that of Xingyun Pavilion.

"Damn it, the people on the 218 server are crazy, so dare to play?" The cross-server players are a little confused, and the people on the 218 server don't have to think about it.

"What do you know? It's called momentum that can't be lost, you know." An unknown player passing by replied.

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In fact, people in the 218 server are also a little panicked. Many people's wealth has been staked, and they either stand up or go bankrupt. Looking at the apparent winning rate, the warrior's side is really pitifully low.

"Understood, you just wait to collect the money. I'm really not afraid of beating these people." The warrior replied, he bet 50 on himself, that is to say, his family property is also in it, if he loses, Then he will be in debt of 350 million, and the 50 will be in vain.

Not only that, their entire 218 server will be sluggish for a while, because this is a cross-server bet, which is quite blood-sucking. As long as there are ordinary people betting on gold coins in a server, if they lose, a server will fall into a low tide of gold coins, which means It's time to recharge again.

The opposite is also true, if they win, a large amount of gold coins will be input into their 218 server, which can directly drive the rapid development of the 218 server, at least for a week without worrying about eating and drinking.

Now is such a life-and-death game, the people on the 218 server are all tied to the martial artist, everyone will be prosperous, and everyone will be damaged!
"here we go."

On the map, the ten-second countdown had already ended, but they just waited for the bet. As soon as the two sides decided to start, the martial artist would start first.

According to the rules, the party with more people cannot use skills or move within three seconds.

The martial artist's berserk skills stacked up to ten layers directly, and it seems that the shadow of the warrior is no longer visible in the entire map. The seven people in the Starfall Pavilion opposite were shocked, how could it be so fast!

Crit! 150!

Crit! 150!

Crit! 130!

Crit! 180!

In the first two seconds, the martial artist directly killed the four members of the Falling Star Pavilion, and just as he was about to continue his attack, the remaining three members of the Falling Star Pavilion broke the rules and moved first.

They hung three nightmare swamps on the martial artist. Although there was no overlapping effect, the speed of the martial artist was still reduced by 50.00%.

"Why is this! It's not fair! Why did the people in the Starfall Pavilion foul!" The players on the 218 server directly exploded, what is this?The agreed three seconds.

"Stop, stop! This is a foul, we won't play anymore." They were furious, but neither of them wanted to stop.

At this time, even a clay figurine had lost his temper, and the people in the Xingyu Pavilion ignored the agreed three seconds, and launched a surprise attack when the martial artist's skills and anger points were low.

The cross-server people didn't say a word, as if they didn't see it, and the people in the Xingyun Pavilion continued to compete as usual.

After the warrior's speed was limited, the three curse masters hung the curse skills on the warrior's head together. At the same time, they also activated the black crow skill and witchcraft skills. After recovering three points of anger, they activated the anger skill dark field .

The superimposition of the effects of the three anger skills is terrifying, coupled with the erosion of the curse skill, the amount of damage is even more terrifying, and the warrior's blood volume has dropped by [-] at one time.

Even if the warrior has more than 90 blood volume, he can't hold on at all. It only takes ten seconds for the warrior to die tragically under the hands of the curse master.

"Hahaha, our Xingyu Pavilion is not so easy to provoke, warrior, you must lose today!" Dong Ming sneered.

The warrior didn't say a word, and he can still bear the damage for the time being. Now he still has five points of anger, which was recovered by killing the four cursers just now.

However, now his warrior's speed has been superimposed to the limit, and he can't break through the tenth floor at all. Although the movement speed reduced by 50.00% is not slower than when he didn't activate the berserk skill, it is not fast either.

"Hmph, what about fairness? I'm afraid you'll become stupid if you eat too much. Who the hell told you it's fair? Winning is king."

"You guys!" The players on server 218 were annoyed. They refused to accept it, but they could only stare blankly.

Li Ming in front of the computer raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he replied: "You are right, winning is king."

After sending the message, his warrior once again consumed a little anger, at least he couldn't let the ten-layer superposition be wasted, and at the same time he was constantly approaching the remaining three cursers.

From the perspective of blood volume, he may only be able to reach one person, and he may not be able to deal any damage. After all, the three cursers still have nightmare skills in their hands.

"Warrior, you surrender, we will save you some face." Dong Ming sent a message, although it is a pity that he sacrificed four people, but the remaining three are enough to deal with the warrior.

Now it seems that their winning rate has risen to [-]%.

(End of this chapter)