Chapter 35 Sun Lord

Remember [new] in one second! When Su Changxing arrived nearby, more than half of the soldiers were lost. More than one gladiator slave joined the battle. They fell into a passive situation, even a desperate situation.

A soldier fired head-on at the person in front of him. The bullet got stuck on the surface of the skin and even bounced away. Then, his body was cut into two pieces with a knife and he fell to the ground.

now.

Su Changxing climbed up the tall building in the distance and happened to see this scene. He instantly determined that this person was at least the eighth level, and he was in a position that strengthened the body.

Physical strengthening positions are the most common and very practical, at least they can handle many situations.

He took out his sniper rifle, set up, aimed, and fired in one go. The bullets shot straight in the dark night, and the dull sound of gunfire spread around.

Next, the head of the gladiatorial slave was penetrated by a bullet and exploded, forming a bright snowflake in the air.

The sudden change stunned everyone present.

A woman with a chain around her neck and bright red lips ran away subconsciously. This was an instinctive reaction.

Such an attack would be enough to kill her.

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

"Someone broke the rules? Who?"

She thinks it was the other gladiatorial slaves who did it.

This shot obviously carries extraordinary power, but under the rules, they are prohibited from attacking each other at this stage.

This kind of thing has not happened before, and it can even change the outcome of the game.

Those who violated the rules were executed, but this was obviously of no use. The lives of these people were not their own in the first place. It was better to live, and it was normal to die.

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

"Ran away?"

Su Changxing did not expect these gladiatorial slaves to evacuate so decisively, and then changed the camera to focus on another woman who was also in chains.

He decisively pulled the trigger, and the bullet was shot to the position in front of the woman.

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

Sniper rifles cannot enjoy the capabilities of "pistol enthusiasts", so there is no correction effect. Such distances are easily missed.

Su Changxing pulled the trigger rhythmically and fired the second shot and the third shot one after another, one to the left and one to the right. No matter whether the opponent was moving forward or retreating, he would be shot. He could only avoid it by stopping in place.

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

"Almost."

Cold sweat broke out on the woman's head, and she felt that death was lingering around her. It was only because of her extremely high perception that she could judge the impact point of the bullet.

"Bang~"

A dull voice came.

The fourth shot came first, hitting the woman's vest, and the huge impact knocked her away.

Su Changxing used eight times the amount of "Condensation" in this shot. The consumption was quite large, but the power was also exaggerated. An eighth-level Extraordinary was shot alive 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 soldier of medium stature 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 he would not help us."

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There were bursts of cheers in the venue, and a gladiator was actually killed by the natives. This turn of events undoubtedly made people excited.

Of course, there were also shouts and curses.

The gladiator they had bet on died.

"This is too fake. 'Bai Lian' was a person who survived three death competitions, but he died like this."

"This is definitely an inside story!"

A man with a red face holding a wine bottle that shimmered blue stood up and shouted.

People like him are keen on using small things to make a big difference, so they will definitely not overpower the popular ones, but they are not willing to lose all their money like this.

Many people around me thought it made sense and agreed.

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

"Insider!"

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For a time, people are excited, and interests make people lose their minds. Many times, they can't care about what is right or wrong. It is good to benefit them.

soon.

Someone dressed as an attendant came to him and warned: "Sir, there are some things you should not say nonsense. No one will interfere in this death competition.

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

The man dressed as an attendant looked at him and said nothing. He waved his hand and said calmly: "Take him away."

The two people behind him came forward and dragged the man out forcefully, one from the left and the other from the right.

"What are you doing? I will file a complaint against you in arbitration."

He yelled, but was punched hard in the abdomen, twitching in pain.

When the people around him saw this scene, they completely calmed down and kept silent. They realized something was wrong, so they just shouted like this. No one would have cared about it before.

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

Hundreds of maids stood on both sides of the corridor, heads lowered and silent. It looked just right and not crowded.

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

"Well, he is still here, and he has never been here again." The person sitting above showed a faint smile, elegant and calm.

Right in front of the room is a projection filled with fog, 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 face as delicate and smooth as silk. They looked similar, but they were also different, with different charms.

A man with short brown hair and a giant bronze sword on his back strode past. His eyes were as bright as the sun.

"Haha, you are a rare visitor, Luca, this is your first time coming to my place."

The man sitting directly above stood up with a smile on his face to greet the visitors. He was wearing a dark black robe, his face was pale, and his pupils were as dark as a bottomless abyss.

The man carrying the giant sword said calmly and unsmilingly: "Because I have always disapproved of you doing this thing. We need more light and long-term development. This will only corrupt people's hearts."

The man said and sat down again, looking casual:

"The human heart is inherently corrupt, haha, except for you of course. Many things have proven that I am right, and you have to admit it... As we said before, if you designate a person, as long as he can enter How about I do as you say for the top ten?"