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Chapter 342 The situation is moving

"Oh my mom, can't you calm down for a while?" The Guardian Angel looked at the arena that was about to explode and his head was big: "My heart had just calmed down for a while and he played with a bigger hand."

"What's the problem? I think the eldest brother is very handsome." Dai Meng Tongtong was a little excited.

"I've played this a bit too crazy, it's simply crazy." The peerless demon girl thought about it before saying, "I've never seen such a crazy person who threatened to fight the world."

Qin Fengyi also sighed: "The mad god was known as the number one madman in the competitive world, but he did not threaten to fight the world."

"The president will have to fight for a hundred games if he doesn't do this. This is his elite mission. There is no way, and in his eyes, it is estimated that the difference between masters and ordinary players is not very big." Sister Li frowned. She could have thought that since she couldn't be low-key, fortunately she was high-profile to the end, but playing like this was too much trouble.

There are too many people playing this game, and experts are also crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

Li Yao wanted to occupy a hundred games, but his skills were not particularly difficult, but the problem was that many people would not be able to bear it if he did this.

For example, many of the masters in the hidden guild want to fight for one battle for the sake of face. In this case, it is extremely difficult for Li Yao to occupy a hundred games.

The rules of the main arena are very simple. In the battle, the defeated person kicks out of the arena, and only the winner can continue to stay.

This is the difficulty of getting a multi-color gift package. After all, being able to kill the Salon King at this stage shows its strength. It is easy to fight 100 ordinary games, but the energy consumed for 100 consecutive games against experts is not a little bit.

When gods and immortals are taking a nap, they will basically decide the outcome of a battle if they make a slight mistake.

"This is just a two-digit matter. It was originally a bit difficult task for him, but now, I can imagine the scene where those guilds send masters to stop him." The Guardian Angel sighed loudly. He believed that Li Yao could win dozens of games, but hundreds of games were really too difficult.

As if he was afraid that the guilds would not be willing to send out experts, Li Yao continued: "I am the most honest person. My elite profession task is to occupy a hundred games in the main arena. Yes, I mean to you. Those who have revenge and want to take revenge, don't let go of this opportunity. For an hour, I give those enemies who wish I could destroy one hour. Those who have not challenged the Salon King quickly challenge them, those who want to make up their equipment quickly fix the luxurious equipment, that's it." Li Yao said as he disappeared.

"I am afraid that the enemy will not intercept him, so I deliberately said that this is my mission. I am afraid that the enemy is not strong enough, and I also remind others what to do, my god, this madman." The guardian angel covered his face.

The entire arena is still very booming, and many people from the guild have also released the news.

As the players dispersed, this extremely explosive news spread rapidly throughout the game world, communications in reality, official forums in administrative regions, and various channels in the game. This news spread like a plague.

Many players who don’t care about the game’s storm also know that there is such a madman in the ancient god world, a madman who is so arrogant that he wants to fight the world.

A gorgeous golden dragon knocked a mage player to death in seconds. With the wild laughter, a burly figure appeared in the arena.
Chapter completed!
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