White team position: flower shirt A5, Hu Chang in A1, big long legs C1, old lady C3, Haitian green D3, defeated C4.

Red team positions: Lin Sanjiu A5, Lao Wang E2, Zhong Junkai D5.

"What a coincidence! The players of the white team and the red team chose A5... The +1 point reward in this space seems to be owned by the winner of the duel." Mr. Dian said, smacking his mouth. "This time, if the red team loses again, this round of the game will be over. It's really stressful!"

After hearing this, the remaining two people in the red team turned blue.

Chen Fan's body lying next to the grid, a pair of blood red eyes still stared wide, and the shock and unwillingness on his face was even more shocking than the bloody wound - under the gaze of death, Zhong Junkai only felt his body softened for a while, and his mind was filled with only confusion for a time.

As Lin Sanjiu expected, the white team's flowered shirt really stepped into the same space with himself. The A5 cells on both sides of the red and white are very close, almost face-to-face. As soon as she looks up, she can see the sinister smile of the flower shirt.

This man is probably in his twenties, but his clothes are not flattering: he has a thin gold chain around his neck and wears a Hawaiian Flower shirt that he has only seen on TV. Obviously, he is making unremitting efforts in the direction of hooligans. When the black light wall gradually picked up, he glanced at Lin Sanjiu very rudely, then stretched out his bright red tongue to lick his front teeth and laughed.

"Miss Lin, you must not lose!"

As soon as Lin Sanjiu lifted his steps, Zhong Junkai's anxious voice came from behind him.

When she looked back, Zhong Junkai's white face was covered with drops of water, and she didn't know whether it was sweat or Rain: "if you lose, we'll be finished!"

If you lose this round, it means that the white team can get +3 points and 3 advanced abilities - this advantage is really too big without knowing what the next two rounds of the game are.

"I see. I'll try my best." Lin Sanjiu nodded, learning from the look of Haitian Qing just now, retreated a distance, ran up and jumped up the bluestone platform.

The duel field is probably more than one person tall, and Lin Sanjiu himself is not short. Standing on the bluestone platform and looking down, even the second half of the field of the white team can be seen. At this time, the members of the white team are talking to each other. I don't know whether they are discussing the next station... Looking in the direction of Mr. Dian, there is still only a misty white fog, and there is nothing else.

"Hey! You still have leisure to look around?"

From the front came a strange man's voice with a vulgar accent. Lin Sanjiu turned his head and saw the flowered shirt that had just jumped up without surprise.

Looking at Lin Sanjiu, he laughed a few times: "it's the last time in my life, I have to have a good look..."

"What's the matter with your team? A bravado like you can also join the duel platform?" Lin Sanjiu looked at him and asked, "I'm a little disgusted with your white team now. It may be too heavy to fight. Give up."

The flowered shirt was stunned, as if she didn't understand what she was saying.

However, Lin Sanjiu was very clear about the current situation.

... ten minutes ago, when she took the brown haired rabbit into the white fog, the rabbit, who was still dying outside, raised his head with a "brush". At this time, with a Ding Dong sound, the red team three people's feet floated a gain and loss prompt, which diverted everyone's attention.

Lao Wang got "you have a +1 point reward in front", Zhong Junkai got "you have a -1 point punishment in front", while Lin Sanjiu didn't get any points around.

As soon as the prompt message disappeared, the fifth stop ended under the order of Mr. Dian.

The black light wall gradually revealed the positions of red and white sides again at a speed that everyone was tired of seeing.

Just this time, as soon as the light wall fell, the white team's grid immediately flashed a bright red light again - the long legged woman in a red miniskirt stood in the red light, holding her arms, with a proud but somewhat disappointed expression on her face, and provocative eyes swept over the three people of the red team again and again.

Looking at her, Lin Sanjiu glanced at the brown haired rabbit beside him, and thought of Hai Tianqing's words at the same time——

"The positioning strategy of chasing the red team this time is basically from the woman in short skirt. Although she doesn't look like it, she is actually a dangerous person..."

It's unbelievable - because no matter how you look at it, you think she's an impulsive person.

"Oh... The player of the white team stepped on the +1 point reward, and the white team +1 point." Mr. Dian's tone suddenly became lazy.

The score was leveled so quickly, and now it is 5-5.

"Now, let me make an announcement -"

White team position: Hu Changzai B2, haitianqing C3, big long legs D2, old lady B4, loser D5.

Red team positions: Lao Wang E1, Zhong Junkai E4, Lin Sanjiu B4.

The red and white teams crashed again. So it seems that Lin Sanjiu's threat is very effective - even the lame flower shirt still brings her words. She looked up at the old lady in the same line as herself and smiled at her.

The old lady also responded with a gloomy smile.

When the light wall rose, Lin Sanjiu turned around and glanced at Lao Wang and Zhong Junkai.

Although she defeated the flowery shirt just now, it didn't help their morale much - from the position of Lao Wang, he would rather give up the +1 reward close at hand than avoid a collision with the white team. Zhong Junkai also seemed to be scared by Chen Fan's death, and only dared to walk around the lattice of the white team members

With a sigh, Lin Sanjiu walked out of the grid. As a result, I can only rely on myself

Not far away, on the bluestone platform floating in midair, there was already a person standing. Seeing the old lady's eyes hovering over her, Lin Sanjiu turned over and went to the duel platform. r1152