Remember [New] in a second! When Su Changxing rushed to the vicinity, more than half of the soldiers were lost, and more than one gladiator slave joined the battle. They fell into a passive situation, even desperate.

A soldier shot at the person in front of him. The bullet got stuck on the surface of the skin and was even bounced off. Immediately afterwards, his body was cut in two and fell to the ground.

now.

Su Changxing climbed up to a tall building in the distance just in time to see this scene, and instantly determined that this person was at least the eighth-level position, and it was a position that strengthens the body.

Physical strengthening positions are the most common and practical, at least for many situations.

He took out the sniper rifle, set up the gun, aimed, and shot in one go. The bullets shot straight in the dark night, and the dull gunshots spread around.

Next, the head of the gladiator slave was pierced by bullets and exploded, forming a gorgeous snowflake in the air.

The sudden change stunned everyone present.

A woman with a chain around her neck and bright red lips fled back subconsciously, which was an instinctive reaction.

Such an attack was enough to kill her.

More importantly, she didn't feel the trajectory of the bullet.

"Someone broke the rules? Who?"

She thinks the other gladiator slaves did it.

This gun obviously carries extraordinary power, but under the rules, they are forbidden to attack each other at this stage.

This kind of thing has not happened before, and even changed the result of the game.

People who violated the rules were executed, but it was obviously useless. Their lives were not their own. It was better to live, and it was normal to die.

At the same time, the other gladiator slaves scattered, realizing that the shooter was extremely powerful.

"Ran away?"

Su Changxing didn't expect these gladiator slaves to evacuate so decisively, and then changed the camera to focus on another woman who was also wearing chains.

Pulling the trigger decisively, the bullet shot towards the woman in front of her.

The next moment, she stopped suddenly, and the bullet passed by them and hit the ground.

Sniper rifles cannot enjoy the ability of "pistol lovers", so there is no correction effect, and such a distance is very easy to be empty.

Su Changxing pulled the trigger rhythmically, and fired the second and third shots one after another, one left and one right, no matter whether the opponent was advancing or retreating, he would be shot, and he could only avoid it by staying in place.

But surprisingly, the woman stopped in place again, and two bullets flew past her, blasting two big craters on the ground.

"Nearly."

Cold sweat broke out from the woman's head, and she felt that death was hovering around her. It was her extremely high perception that was able to judge where the bullet fell.

"Boom~"

A dull voice came.

The fourth shot, the second shot came first, hit the woman's vest, and the huge impact knocked her into the air.

This time, Su Changxing used eight times the "Concentrating Heart", and the consumption was not small, but the power was also exaggerated. An eighth-rank Extraordinary was shot to death by him while running.

At this time, there were only dozens of soldiers left in that place looking around.

"Is this our sniper? So powerful?" A not-so-tall soldier holding a rifle exclaimed.

The officer next to him said: "No, the sniper rifle is not so powerful, but it should be someone from our side, otherwise they won't help us."

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There were bursts of cheers in the arena, and a gladiator was actually killed by the natives. Such a turning point undoubtedly made people excited.

Of course there was also shouting and scolding.

The gladiator they bet on died just like that.

"This is too fake. 'Bai Lian' was the one who survived three death contests, and he died just like that."

"This is definitely an inside story!"

A man with a flushed face stood up and yelled, holding a wine bottle that shimmered in blue.

A person like him is keen to make a big fortune with a small one, so he will definitely not suppress the popularity, but he is not reconciled to losing everything like this.

Many people around felt that it made sense and followed suit.

"That's right, isn't this a low-level world? Why are there such strong natives?"

"Insider!"

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For a while, the crowd is excited, and the interests make people lose their minds. In many cases, they can't control what is right or wrong, and it is good to benefit them.

soon.

Someone dressed as an attendant found him and warned: "Sir, there are some things that should not be said indiscriminately, and no one will intervene in this death competition.

The man holding the wine bottle said confidently: "Then what do you think it is? This kind of attack is probably beyond the reach of many of us."

The man dressed as an attendant looked at him and didn't say much. He waved his hand and said calmly, "Take him away."

The two people behind him stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, and forcibly dragged the man out.

"What are you doing? I want to sue you in arbitration."

He yelled, but he was punched hard in the stomach and twitched in pain.

Seeing this scene, the people around completely calmed down and kept silent, realizing that something was wrong, so they just yelled like this, and no one would care about it before.

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The room on the top floor is large and exquisite, and the people inside are all dignitaries, either extremely rich, totalitarian, or extremely powerful.

Hundreds of maids stood on both sides of the corridor, bowing their heads in silence, looking just right and not crowded.

An old man in a basket robe and with a white beard strode into the middle room, nodded and said, "The Sun Lord is here."

"Well, he's still here, and he never came again." The person sitting above showed a faint smile, elegant and calm.

Right in front of the room is a projection filled with mist ~lightnovelpub.net~ showing hundreds of large and small pictures, which will definitely make people dizzy at a glance.

The soft light in the environment lit up, illuminating each maid's delicate and smooth face like silk. They looked similar, but they were different, with different flavors.

A man with a brass-yellow sword on his back, wearing thick armor, and short brown hair strode past. His eyes were as bright as the sun's luster.

"Haha, rare guest, Luca, this is the first time you have come to my place."

The person sitting directly above stood up with a smile on his face and greeted the visitors. He was wearing a dark black robe, his face was pale, and his pupils were pitch black, like a bottomless abyss.

The man with the huge sword on his back said calmly and unsmilingly: "Because I have always disapproved of your doing this thing, we need more light and long-term development, this will only corrupt people's hearts."

The man sat down again as he spoke, looking casual:

"People's hearts are inherently corrupt, haha, except for you, of course, many things have proved me right, and you have to admit... As we said before, you appoint a person, as long as you can enter Do as you say for the top ten, how about it?"