Eating fried chicken in a parallel world

In such a magic tower with a total of nine floors, although it seems that the lead gap is only one floor, the players in the tower know that this is already an extremely huge advantage.

Compared with the torment of the third floor, the next four or five floors were much more comfortable. After some unavoidable twists and turns in the middle, at least it was passed peacefully.

Although Lin Lei didn't see what happened next, he already had some guesses in his heart—the regular professional legions were from a professional class after all, and they were much stronger than them in terms of mental and physical fitness.Although they had exhausted their maximum ability to move forward quickly, the physical loss caused by the desert map was too great, which made them inevitably slow down a lot in the next actions.According to this time, the other legions should soon catch up.

For these situations, the audience with God's perspective at the scene naturally sees them very clearly.

After the scuffle in the mech world, the other three legions suffered varying degrees of damage, and afterward, the chasing front was inevitably pulled apart.When the Fried Chicken Legion entered the prison of beasts on the sixth floor, the Dream Breaker Legion and the Earth Shadow Legion as the second echelon had already marched to the middle area of ​​the fifth floor. As for the Ice Dragon Legion, after several successive waves of confrontation There is only one person left alive. Although he is still trying to continue to climb up, he has basically missed today's championship.

"Judging from the current situation in the arena, there are still five surviving Fried Chicken Legion, no matter in terms of the progress of climbing the tower or the overall number of people, it is the most advantageous in the arena." This result is obviously the same as before the start of the game. The online voting results of netizens are very different, even professional commentators can't help but feel a little surprised, but they have a lot of expectations for the next change in the situation, "If we can continue to maintain such a leading rhythm, maybe we can. Become the biggest dark horse of the year."

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's not easy." The deputy commentator looked at the statistics submitted by the staff, shook his head and said, "From the current speed of travel, it can be found that after the fried chicken army passed the desert map, The overall pace of advancement is obviously much slower than before. On the contrary, the Pomeng and Earth Shadow legions have a faint tendency to continue to accelerate. If this continues, it may not take long for them to catch up."

"This is probably the gap in physical fitness. If it is said that there may be talent at the technical and tactical levels, then the level of physical fitness really needs years of continuous training to achieve. Can only I hope that the Fried Chicken Legion will not be caught up so quickly. After all, a lot of physical strength has been consumed during such a long journey. If the battle starts again at this time, the strengths and weaknesses will be more clearly exposed. It's obviously not a good thing for them."

Talking about this, the deputy commentator couldn't help but sighed in deep agreement: "Anyway, this map is really not very friendly to the new legion."

Even they themselves didn't realize that the professional commentator who was supposed to hold a neutral position seemed to have unknowingly started to be biased as the game progressed.

However, regardless of whether the audience has the same idea as the two commentators, what should come will still come.

After struggling to climb to the seventh floor, the Fried Chicken Legion was finally overtaken by the Dream Breaking Legion of the second echelon.

The seventh floor of the magic tower is the map of the ancient tomb. In addition to the dark and narrow space, there is also a thick and disgusting decaying atmosphere all around.

Not long ago, Lin Lei dismembered a few carrion corpses that were trying to surprise them, so that when they collided head-on with the members of the Dream Breaking Legion, for these big living people who suddenly appeared in front of them I really didn't respond.

After the two sides stared at each other for two seconds, gunshots broke out.

After all, this map is no better than the tornado zone at the beginning. The empty scene with no cover is in stark contrast to the itinerary here.

At the moment the gunshot rang out, almost everyone turned to the side to avoid it. After a burst of gunshots, it sounded extremely intense at first glance, but in fact they all hit the muddy wall next to them. I haven't met anyone, and no one has been able to take advantage of the other party.

"Damn it, they caught up with them after all!" Wu Yueban's complexion was a bit ugly at the moment. After the frantic rush all the way, his physical strength has really reached its limit. , Even the words of cursing seemed a little weak in my ears.

"Fatty Lord, are you okay?" Yang Xiatian suppressed his instinctive physical disgust towards this map, seeing Wu Yueban's half-dead look, couldn't help but tugged him back tightly, concerned He said, "Didn't we pass a secret room just now? Do you want to go there and hide first?"

"How can I do that! We are all comrades in arms, how can I just leave you guys behind..."

Wu Yueban's retort was blocked by Zhou Chulong directly: "Little Fatty is obedient, retreat quickly, if you stay here to drag us back, Uncle Long, I won't be able to spare my hand to help you."

When he said these words, the submachine gun in his hand didn't stop, and from time to time he turned over and fired a burst of fire, forcing the Dream Breakers to be unable to get close for a while.

Wu Yueban subconsciously turned her questioning gaze to Lin Lei, and saw that the leader of her boss nodded to him very firmly, then pursed her lower lip, and moved her fat body off the ground as if determined : "Then be careful yourself."

I don't know if his voice is really too weak, or because the current gun battle has entered a fierce stage, and his teammates have no time to care about him, and even waved goodbye.

"..." Wu Yueban looked at their backs silently, and then turned aside the huge backpack lying beside her.

This should be something he was responsible for slacking off, but as a strong and powerful fat man, although he is indeed strong enough to carry it when his physical strength is sufficient, once his physical strength is exhausted, he can't even control his own limbs, let alone these heavy weights. Incomparable supplies.Therefore, these things have been handed over to his teammates to help carry them in turn.

Ever since he joined the Fried Chicken Corps with Lin Lei, he has never felt like this moment, as if he has lost the value of his existence.

All of a sudden, there was an indescribable strange feeling in my heart.

Looking at the current data on the number of survivors online, Wu Yueban narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched her fists as if she had made up her mind, then moved to the side of the backpack and took out a few things from it and put them into her pocket.

Seeing that his teammates were still engrossed in the battle without realizing it, he just turned around silently and walked towards the secret room not far behind.