after falling asleep

Chapter 499 10. Boxing
The rest of the players were startled and subconsciously slowed down.Mu Su rushed to the third position at this time, turned the gun head to aim at the new number one, and clicked the trigger again!
Bang!
The fire snake spewed out, and the players fell to the ground in response, and Mu Su naturally became the second.

This time the contestants were stunned, staring blankly at Mu Su's back as he charged forward.

The player who inexplicably climbed from the third to the first shuddered for no reason, subconsciously looked back while running, and saw that Mu Su's gun had turned around.

With a chill in his heart, his running rhythm slowed down, and he was overtaken by Mu Su.

It seemed that this player was very sensible, and Mu Su didn't attack him, and easily won the first position.

Still worried, he turned his head and shook the muzzle of the gun, slowing down where he was pointing.Only put away the guns and concentrate on running after the distance between all the players and yourself is more than 10 meters.

Even if the players are unwilling, they can only endure it.If you just rush up and get killed and eliminated, there is nothing. Now follow slowly to the key point to at least confuse the ranking. If you are lucky, you will be rewarded with points.

Two seconds later, Mu Su crossed the finish line and successfully advanced to the semi-finals with the first place in the group!

Musu raised his arms and cheered along the track to the empty auditorium.

"It's unbelievable! 10.21 seconds! The smell of lemongrass set a new Olympic record for the 100m dash!"

After a while, Huang Jianxiang's shout came to his ears.

Mu Su couldn't help looking at the big screen on the front side of the venue.The above shot is a slender ponytail woman with a name on her head to prove her identity.

His fist gradually clenched.

I come, I conquer.No matter how fast you are... you will also fall under my gun.

"He's there!"

"kill him!"

"Let me come first!"

"Don't let this bastard go to the next project!"

Suddenly there was a chaotic shout, and a group of players came running behind them shouting excitedly.

Mu Su went to touch the gun again, and some players shouted: "The game is over, we are not afraid of you! Otherwise you will kill us, or we will kill you!!!"

Mu Su, who was outraged by the public, turned around and ran away.

"Don't run if you have the ability!" The contestant yelled.

"If you're capable, don't chase after him!" Mu Su didn't turn his head.

After more than half a circle around the track, Mu Su dived into the standby point and disappeared.

Opened the group chat, and everyone asked how he was doing.

Mu Su replied very modestly: "It's okay, they didn't run past me."

Lord Grim: "Do you believe it?"

Wen Xiang: "I don't believe it."

Transparent Bridge: "I don't believe it."

Caroline: "Yes."

Blazing God: "I don't believe it."

After chatting for a while, Musu walked out of the standby point and started the fourth competition...

Next, the contestants witnessed Musu's various unruly methods.

Gradually, Mu Su also made a name for himself among the contestants.They knew that among the contestants there was a guy with all kinds of strange things, vicious methods, and omnipotent methods.

Some players imitated to learn, some succeeded, some failed.Those who failed mostly wanted to take advantage of the game before the start to deal with the opponent, but the opponent failed to deal with it, and the organizing committee knew that they had dealt with it first.

Some unspoken rules were gradually discovered by the players: Before the game, it is absolutely forbidden to fight between players, and after the game starts, it is completely opposite to the real game.But considering that this is a city of hell and the audience is all demons and ghosts, everything makes sense.

The six games in the morning were over, and the players were able to rest for an hour.An hour later, the boxing match began.

No players are offline.The Death Tournament is entered in sleep mode. If the time gap of one to seven is offline, it can easily exceed an hour if one is not careful.

The first game in the afternoon is boxing, and Musu and Karen will be on the stage.The boxing format is slightly different.A total of 1 contestants will play ten games randomly, one point will be awarded for defeating one, and the full score will be 10 points. In the end, no more than 100 contestants will be selected to enter the semi-finals.

An hour later, Musu stepped out from the standby point.

Whoa- whoa-

The beam of light above the head shone on the arena that was divided into dozens of pieces.The players with the numbers in their hands stood under the stage, while the empty ones waited at the referee's seat to receive their numbers.

Whoa- whoa-

The crisp metal touch echoed in a small area, and nearby players looked at it, dumbfounded.

Whoa- whoa-

When the players in line heard the noise, they turned their heads curiously, and a large shadow appeared on his terrified face.He pursed his lips, and backed away in shock.The same goes for the rest of the players.

Whoa- whoa-

The players divided the sea like Moses, giving way to a direct passage to the referee's seat.

Whoa- whoa-

The existence of the voice was like no one's land, and it came straight to the referee's seat.The referees took a deep look at this guy and handed him a number plate with the number 3353 written on it.

wow-

The existence took the number plate, turned and walked away.

Whoa- whoa-

In the eyes of everyone in amazement and awe, the voice gradually faded away.Only then did they dare to discuss in a low voice.

"Who is this guy..."

"It's too exaggerated... It's too exaggerated..."

"Did I come to the wrong place? Is this a boxing event?"

"Don't the referees stop such a guy..."

"By the way...this guy...couldn't be that...player named Musu..."

Following these words, there was a complete silence in front of the referee's seat.

For this player who pioneered the method of winning by whatever means, they have no deep taboo.After a while, a player whispered, "What number is he holding..."

"do not know."

"Did not notice."

"I didn't see it."

"Hope it's not me."

……

Ding--

A few minutes later, the referee seat rang the round bell, and a nearly three-meter-tall demon covered in black horns shouted like a bell: "All contestants, please follow the prompts on the screen to enter the ring."

Mr. Crow looked down at the number, he was in the ring number 23.

"I don't know if the opponent is strong or not..." Mr. Crow muttered anxiously, and came to the No. 23 ring.

The referee was a monster that looked a bit like a tortoise without a shell, with a hunched figure, dark green skin wrinkled, and an ill-fitting loose referee uniform.

The opponent hasn't shown up yet, so Mr. Crow can't help thinking about it. Could it be that he was lucky that the opponent didn't come?

As soon as this thought came to him, he was awakened by a crashing sound.

Mr. Crow subconsciously turned his head and swept away, his eyes were glued and he couldn't move away.The mouth could not be restrained from opening wider and wider.

This stuff is not coming here... This stuff is not coming here... This stuff is not coming here...

That existence walked with firm and heavy steps, facing shocking gazes, towards the only ring around that lacked players.

"Oh no..." Mr. Crow expressed despair.

The footsteps stopped.That existence stood in front of the fence, breathing heavily on the cold metal.

God won't hear his prayers because this is hell.

(End of this chapter)