Urban God-level Selection System

However, what he didn't expect was that the boxer turned over and escaped the knife at this moment, and at the same time, his body was raised, his big whip kick hit his forehead directly.

The boxer continues to press in, and the extreme distance is the ideal output position of the boxer, but it is also the most difficult position to grasp.

Countless professional players will be instantly counterattacked by their opponents at such a distance, and they will be attacked.

The two swordsmen fought back angrily, slashing the boxer with no rules, but no matter how he slashed, he couldn't touch anything.

On the contrary, the fighters are able to counterattack in a timely manner.

The game ends with a back hug.

The boxer's blood remained unabated.

This made the double-swordsman greatly admired and left a message: "Are you a professional player?

How about we add a friend. "

Zhang Wanlin didn't have time to talk to him and continued to the next game.

In the classroom, the sound of the buttons of the game console rang, and Zhang Wanlin was shaking his chair at the moment, playing games in a hurry.

One side of the mouth still said: "You guys write quickly.

Don't be lazy. "

It's like the nasty capitalist in the old society.

Lu Zimo was really angry, throwing a piece of paper on Zhang Wanlin's forehead angrily.

Zhang Wanlin didn't squint, still playing the game intently, but said, "Which student writes a love letter to the teacher during class time?"

I have to write a lesson, but I don’t have time now. "

The whole class smiled without speaking, Lu Zimo's face was red.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Wanlin with a focused expression, and couldn't help having a bad feeling. He, he wouldn't be playing ranked.

If it was really ranked, that poor one hundred points would be gone.

If he loses with 0 points, under the penalty mechanism of the game, he will have to play a hundred games to get up.

If you lose with negative points, needless to say, you can't play games for a week.

Don't qualify for me, he prayed in his heart.

With the blessing of the game's talent, Zhang Wanlin won one after another, just like cutting vegetables.

The score triggers a chain effect under the winning streak, and it goes up.

"Congratulations, winning 10 in a row, triggering the chain, and getting an extra 1,000 points."

"Congratulations, you won 20 games in a row, trigger the chain, and get an extra 2000 points."

"Congratulations, you won 30 games in a row, triggered the chain, and got an extra 4000 points."

...The rank went directly from black iron to bronze.

"Congratulations on getting the bronze award, please check it carefully."

Zhang Wanlin hit Hatch, playing a broken game that made him want to sleep. He shut the game without even looking at it.

It might as well be comfortable to read beauty magazines.

Soon, the bell rang after class, and the students turned in their homework.

Yang Xiaoyu was the first to rush over, "Teacher, you see that you have played a class game, it also hurts, so give it back to me."

"No, confiscated for at least three days.

A broken game, why do you think it is so fun? "

Zhang Wanlin complained.

Yang Xiaoyu instinctively thought that Zhang Wanlin must have been brutally abused one after another and had no game experience before saying this.

After all, when he was a novice, he was tortured to the death, and that record was a naked proof, but he still enjoyed it.

He comforted: "Teacher Zhang, being abused is a very normal process. You can't put your anger on my head."

This makes Zhang Wanlin inexplicable, "Where I am so angry, I just talk about it.

Hey, forget it, give it back to you, you won't be allowed to play games anymore and affect your results, you know? "

"Yeah. I know."

Zhang Wanlin got up and shouted like an emperor: "Squad leader! Hold homework."

He acted as the treasurer of his hand and walked away swaggeringly.

"Oh, don't forget, and my teacup."

Lu Zimo was really itchy.

Yang Xiaoyu, who got the game console, immediately opened the game, meditating in his heart, don't play in the rankings.

Lu Fei smiled next to him: "Oh, I saw that Teacher Zhang just opened the qualifying.

If you lose badly, your points will be lost. "

"Don't talk nonsense."

Yang Xiaoyu was hanging from his heart.

A group of students also flocked over, and they were also ace fighters.

"Let's take a look at the glorious record of our teacher Zhang."

"Haha, it should be worse than Xiaoyu."

"How many do you say you will lose?

I think he looks like at least twenty. "

......After Yang Xiaoyu entered the game interface, he was shocked by the data he saw.

Points: 12120. Rank: Bronze.

This is as if the fraud device has been changed.

Yang Xiaoyu's trash account instantly became high-end because of these two data.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The onlookers felt incredible. They were all old players. They knew the difficulty of upgrading from one hundred points to ten thousand points. Even if someone used them for a year, they might not be able to make it, such as this Yang Xiaoyu player.

"Yang Xiaoyu, did you ask someone to help you level up?"

Lu Fei asked.

Yang Xiaoyu said anxiously: "How is it possible, leveling is so expensive, can I afford it as a student?"

Then he said to himself: "I also find it strange, I clearly remember that there was only one hundred points, how could it be ten thousand all at once.

Isn't it a bug in the game? "

Lu Fei said: "Hundreds of millions of people play games, and bugs will not appear on your head.

I thought, did Teacher Zhang fight it? "

As soon as everyone said it was impossible.

"Ms. Zhang's exposure to this game is just one class time, from 100 to 10,000 in 40 minutes?

It is absolutely impossible.

Not a professional player.

Moreover, he is still a novice. "

"So it is."

"Since you don't know, then look at the game record, you can always see the specific play time."

Someone suggested.

Yang Xiaoyu opened the game record under the anticipation of everyone, and all the wins were all in sight.

Pulled down, more than forty victories.

Victory is not terrible, the terrible thing is a winning streak! Everyone knows that after winning, the next opponent will be more than twice as stronger than himself.

The winning streak almost increases the difficulty geometrically.

If the initial difficulty is 1, then it will be 2 after winning once, and then 4, 16, 256. Basically four is the limit of a player.

But this player, winning more than forty hands in a row, triggered four chains, which shows that his strength is so powerful.

It's almost a perverted existence.

"I have never known such a player."

Yang Xiaoyu became more and more inexplicable.

If there is such a master, it is impossible not to know him.

"Look, time."

Lu Fei quickly pointed out.

Starting from 10:20, almost every minute, it is a game victory.

Forty minutes is just over forty.

"This time is too short. When you count it, it only took less than forty minutes...This is horrible!"

At this time, someone noticed that the game started at 10:20. Isn't this exactly the time after Zhang Wanlin received Yang Xiaoyu.

Think carefully! Could it be that it is really Teacher Zhang...