Seeing the death of their compatriots, several heroes from the sub-clan were about to rush forward, but were stopped by the referee.
"The game isn't over yet, are you going to break the rules?"
"But Scovi, that guy killed Kamich!" The eyes of several sub-tribes were red and they looked at the referee angrily.
"I know!" Referee Skovi's front teeth trembled: "Kamiqi is our teammate, and I am as angry as you... But the rules set by the referee must be followed. No one can interfere in the game before I announce the result!"
"He has already committed a foul!" The tallest man from the sub-tribe pointed at Zhang Lang: "This is a sword show, but in the end he used his fingers. He violated the rules!"
"I know... people who violate the rules should be punished..." Scovey looked at his badge tremblingly, his rat eyes widened suddenly, and he said in disbelief: "He won?!"
"How could it be?" Other tribes questioned loudly: "He doesn't even have a weapon. From the moment his sword broke, he should have been sentenced to lose!"
"But the judgment of the altar is that he won..." Scovey narrowed his eyes: "The badge shows that he killed Kamich with a sword in the end..."
"Can it be announced?" Zhang Lang on the court shook the blood on his fingers: "Mr. Referee?"
The corners of referee Scovey's mouth trembled, and he finally announced with a trembling voice that the winner of this game was Zhang Lang...
At the same time, the sword Kamiqi dropped disappeared and appeared in Zhang Lang's hand.
"Ouch!" The Shen tribe burst into cheers, because Zhang Lang's victory brought zero breakthrough and the hope of life!
As a sacrifice, counter-kill the hero!
This is something that everyone present has tried, but in the end no one succeeded, except this mysterious hunter!
But after the cheers and excitement, the reincarnators at Altar No. 241 calmed down and started to feel scared again.
Zhang Lang won the game, which not only meant that he could get equipment, but also meant that he could leave this world safely. This was the rule set by the referee Scovey, and no one could violate it. Because of this, the members of the sub-clan
People looked at him and gnashed their teeth, but they couldn't attack.
A smart person will definitely choose to leave now. No matter how many points he earned before, he has already obtained two unique weapons during this trip. This is a fantastic reward for any sacrifice. In contrast, giving up the main line is completely
Not worth feeling bad about.
But once the hunters leave, the Shen clan will lose the final bargaining chip against the Zi clan, and they will surely die.
"According to the rules, you can leave the institute. In this world, we will not attack you!" The referee came up and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Lang, but looking at his trembling cheeks and tight masseter muscles,
, obviously he didn’t want to let Zhang Lang leave, and finally added: “Unless you participate in other projects.”
"Don't worry." Zhang Lang is a considerate person: "There are other projects that I haven't played yet. I think the round trip is good."
"Huh?" Scovey was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhang Lang would choose to continue the competition, but after thinking about it, he understood that round-trip running is an event where the two sides have no contact and confrontation at all. No matter whether he wins or loses, at least he is safe!
"You're being clever, you're so cunning!" After cursing, Scovey arranged the venue for the round trip.
Soon, the little sub-clan who had defeated Akong before stood at the starting point side by side with Zhang Lang.
Because it has been revealed before, this guy has nothing to hide. The space door has been arranged before it even started.
This time, Zhang Lang took out the White Rainbow Long Sword for his bet. It was definitely unfair that the opponent's bet only had a rare-level traveling shoes, so he added a cursed wine bottle and the guy whose doppelganger made a foul later. He lost.
A rare grade pistol.
Compared with the last competition, in addition to the traveling shoes on their feet, the players of the sub-clan also wore several other pieces of acceleration equipment, some of which were the reincarnations of Altar No. 241 who had just lost to them.
The sword fight just now made the Zi clan realize that Zhang Lang's strength was not comparable to his previous opponents, so they paid more attention to it and used all their trump cards.
Therefore, after hearing the referee's order, this time the sub-tribe started faster than last time, rushing towards the portal at the end like an arrow leaving the string!
But as soon as he started, he heard an explosion next to him!
"What's going on?" The little tribe was startled, but they didn't stop. But before they even finished taking a step, there was another loud bang from the opposite side. At the same time, the wall of the sensing area at the end of the Shen tribe's runway suddenly
It dented a bit, and the red light above also lit up!
"He has lit one..."
Before Zi Clan's idea could be formed, another loud noise came from behind.
Next, there was a series of rumbling sounds like machine guns, which drowned out the continuous beeping sounds, making the players of the sub-clan feel dizzy and restless.
"What happened? What is that Shen tribe doing?"
Just when the Zi clan was roaring in their hearts, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the continuous rumbling finally stopped...
"It's over? Great! I can focus on running now!"
But before he could regroup, the referee had already announced the result.
The Shen player wins!
"Did I lose?" Zizu looked up in surprise and found that there were huge pits on the walls of the opponent's track, the end point and the starting point. All ten red lights above were on. Obviously, they had completed the round trip.
And he himself didn't even finish half of the one-way trip...
"What happened..." The players from the sub-clan stood in the middle of the field, completely confused.
He was just confused, but little did he know that the audiences on both sides who had witnessed the whole process were stunned.
In their eyes just now, Zhang Lang was like a super-high-speed pinball. The moment the referee ordered the start, he immediately started bouncing back and forth on the starting and ending walls. Almost instantly, he completed ten rounds!
This speed is beyond everyone’s imagination!
If it was A Kong's ability to flash, it would be fine. The concave walls on both sides of the key proved that it was not an opportunistic ability, it was just a matter of bouncing back and forth!
What they didn't know was that Zhang Lang only bounced a few times by stepping on the wall. Most of his bounces were accomplished by stepping on the moon in the void. After all, even though the walls here are specially processed and very strong, they can't withstand it.
Zumi Zhanglang trampled ten times in a row.
"Is he really a sacrifice?" Kang Hai remembered that he seemed to have provoked Zhang Lang, and couldn't help but feel a little weak in the legs. The eyes of other reincarnations looking at him also changed from the initial hope to the current one.
Fear and apprehension.
As for the sub-clan, the anger in their eyes has weakened a lot, and the rest has turned into deep concern.
This guy is a monster, Kamich died unjustly!
Who is he? The hero hidden in the sacrifice? But I have never heard that the Shen tribe has such a master?
With his strength, Kamiqi can survive for so long, it is definitely because of him! If this guy wants to, he can kill Kamiqi with the first move!
In fact, this is also true. Zhang Lang and Kamiqi had a lively fight mainly to test his swordsmanship... more precisely, to test his unique level of enhancement, the weapon master. He wanted to see what this enhancement gave him.
How powerful is the skill?
In order to make better use of his skills, Zhang Lang suppressed his own strength to a level similar to that of his opponent, and the fight was very lively. If the Champion Sword hadn't been unable to hold on, he could have played for a while longer.