Chapter 1252 Promotion Game 43

  The 8th T2 of the game is over, which is also the fifth day of the game.

   Only the two of them were left in the team, and Fu Anan and Fu Yizhi cooperated very well.

   In 4 hours, they dealt with 3 S-level players.

   Fu An'an added 128 points, making a total of 914. The current ranking is still 10, and with 21 more points, he will surpass the 9th place.

  Fu Yizhi added 269 points to a total of 863. He is currently ranked 11th, only 6 points more than 12th.

   Lu Shen has a total of 762 points and is currently ranked 15th

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  The 9th T2 of the game just ended on the sixth day of the game.

  Fu An'an added 69 points to a total of 983, and the current ranking is still 10th. The reason is that Fu Yizhi added 163 points, bringing his total score to 1026. He successfully ran to No. 9. The original No. 9 was very unlucky to be pushed down two places, from 9 to 11.

  There is another Lu Shen eyeing up behind him, and his points have reached 12.

  Now the points on the leaderboard, the top 20 points have been greatly expanded.

  But the four numbers 9, 10, 11, and 12 are very closely connected. I didn't expect the first 15 to be so introverted.

  The 11th place who was forced to roll really wanted to scold her at this time.

  The 8th and 9th places who are about to be forced to roll are also full of sense of crisis.

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  Among the crowd somewhere, Zheng Tianxing, who purposely took advantage of T1 time to evade, looked at the leaderboard with envy and low self-esteem.

   Of the four introverted players, three of them were known by Zheng Tianxing.

  He saw with his own eyes that Dui Fu, Boss Fu, and Lu Shen were all lower than him from the very beginning, and their points and rankings had risen rapidly, as if they were just playing.

  As for him, he dropped from the first 14th place to the 42nd place.

   He looked at the ranking and sighed heavily.

   How can player and player be so different.

   "Hey, the one on the right!"

   Just when he was sad alone, someone suddenly shouted towards him.

  Zheng Tianxing looked in the direction of speaking, and found that it was someone he didn't know. He looked around reflexively, wondering who this person was calling.

   "What to look at, I'm calling you."

  The player pointed at him and said, "Look at you, come here!"

Call him?

  Zheng Tianxing looked at him, frowning slightly.

   "Yo, I'm still impatient, aren't I?"

  Seeing that he is alone, taciturn, depressed, and troubled, that's why he specifically bullies him.

  So people are unlucky, and they hit their heels when they fart.

   "I'm in a bad mood today, I advise you not to mess with me."

   "Boy, I think you are itchy, dare to talk back to the young master."

  The provocative social player stood up with the most dickish face on his face, followed by several companions.

  There were other players around, they didn't say anything about the man's finding fault at this time, they all sat in place, looking like they were watching the show.

  Knowing that no one will take care of it, he became even more rampant.

   "If you don't give me some flair, you don't even know what I do. Now it's T1 time, even S-level players have to be honest with me.

  Brothers, give it to me! "

  Seven or eight young men waved their fists and greeted him. Zheng Tianxing didn't offend anyone, but was simply wanted to find fault.

  Zheng Tianxing frowned, and then quickly shot.

  Even if he is not as strong as Fu Anan and the three of them, he is still among the top players. When he was embarrassed to use the poison gas ability, his skills were trained to the extreme.

   Facing a few young men, Zheng Tianxing put away his sadness and raised his sword.

  (end of this chapter)