A Race to (Be) The Top

Chapter 50: The king joins hands ┃ rush! Deer team!

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This unexplained slime plague spread to one-third of the continent with a spark of fire. Eight cities unfortunately fell, and the number of players affected was as high as six figures.

Linglong's colleagues tearfully issued an announcement, claiming that this unexpected event was an officially designed summer carnival surprise, which was unexpectedly well received by players, and said that such surprises could come again. The innocent staff had to work hard to clear DEBUFF, and they also had to rack their brains to think of new plans, thinking about the source of grief, and couldn't help crying.

The slime deer secretly teleported back to Beimang, brewing a "baptism" of love for his master who doesn't eat fireworks.

"Master, see the trick!" Pink jelly fell from the sky.

It's too late to say, but it's too soon. With the Serpent Sword in hand, with a flash of silver light, the poor slime deer was split in half.

The slime with a "different head" could still move, Ling Xiaolu manipulated his body unskilledly, squirming on the ground to fight himself back.

"Master, your sword is so fast." Ling Xiaolu's sneak attack was unsuccessful, missing the only chance to transform Li Zheng into a slime, and turned into a pool of liquid in frustration. He also discovered not long ago that this slime can do various actions besides mucus, such as turning into a weight when defending, "dancing" when it is happy, and changing its expression to XD when being beaten...

"Who made you look like this?" Li Zheng stood at a safe distance, waiting for the DEBUFF on him to end automatically.

Ling Xiaolu changed back into a human, and he didn't get used to it for a while.

"Ji Meng, that guy actually sprayed me!" He complained to his master aggrieved.

Li Zheng was silent for a moment, and then spoke quite rarely: "I watched your live broadcast that day..."

"Scared? Master watched the live broadcast?" Ling Xiaolu tried hard to recall whether he had any moments when he was not in the sand on the day of the live broadcast.

After thinking about it, I found sadly - no.

"You are very relaxed in front of him, obviously our identities are the same." This "he" obviously refers to Ji Meng.

What can Ling Xiaolu say? He could only blink his eyes and pretend to be stupid.

"I'm examining whether it's because I'm too strict with you that I make you so afraid of me."

Ling Xiaolu was quite relaxed at first, but when he heard this, his hair stood on end.

"Master, don't say that, you're not strict at all!" He said duplicitously.

Li Zheng didn't seem to hear: "I decided to treat you better from today."

Ling Xiaolu had the urge to go offline urgently.

"Let's go, I'll take you there for the teacher..." Li Zheng seemed to be thinking.

"Go... for what?" Ling Xiaolu asked cautiously.

"Make a name for yourself."

Ling Xiaolu: ? ?

Li Zheng waved his long sleeves, and within a moment, the surrounding snow turned into frosty leaves.

Ling Xiaoluo was expressionless: "Master, when you talk about making a name for yourself, you mean hiding in a tree?"

"Shh," Li Zheng motioned for him to be quiet, "don't talk."

The dense maple leaves perfectly cover the two figures. Looking through the gaps in the leaves, a group of people besieged a giant wolf in the middle of the flat below. Only one-fifth of the bloodline of the giant wolf remained, and the people who besieged it were also generally disabled. Blood.

Ling Xiaolu watched closely, the place was the old place, and the people were also acquaintances. Back then, Dou Niwan expelled the poisonous dove from this valley under the banner of saving him, originally for this giant wolf.

Li Zheng quickly glanced at the situation on the field, but his eyes fell diagonally forward.

"Why is he here?"

Ling Xiaolu followed, and unexpectedly found a poison dove lying in ambush on another tree not far away. He was just about to call out to him in surprise, but Li Zi covered his mouth with his hand.

Xu had lived in Beimang for a long time, and his hands were as cold as his appearance.

The cries that sounded in my ears were also cold, as if mixed with wind and snow.

"Don't shout, use private chat."

His hand was silently withdrawn.

Ling Xiaolu's mouth was frozen by the hallucination, and he pressed his earlobe with his right hand.

Lubi: Poison dove! Look back! !

The poison dove in front turned back slightly, revealing a unique sharp beak.

Poison Dove: Why are you here

"Master, what are we doing here?"

"You first ask him what to do."

"Oh."

Lubi: What did my master ask you to do

Poison Dove: The god of death, of course, is here to harvest.

"He's here to kill!"

"Exactly," Li Zheng said without blinking, "ask him if he wants to cooperate."

Lubi: My master asked you if you want to cooperate!

Poison Dove: What does he want

"What did he ask you for?"

"Dragon scales."

Lubi: My master wants dragon scales!

Poison Dove: Yes.

"He said yes!" Ling Xiaolu always thought it was weird to spread such a message, "Why can't you two chat directly and have to pass it on through me?"

Li Zhengfu lowered his body: "Don't be distracted, the leader's blood volume is going to bottom."

Ling Xiaolu: ?

I don't even know what to do!

The giant wolf's health was consumed by 98%, and the dove made a decisive move. As he said, the god of death reaps the blood, and wherever he goes, nothing grows. In Dou Niwan, who was in poor condition, everyone's attention was focused on the leader, and they didn't expect an ambush. The dove's surprise attack caught them off guard, killing and injuring most of them in an instant.

Poison Dove's ultimate move also scratched the giant wolf, with less than 1% of his HP remaining, and Li Zheng began to sing from a distance.

"cut!"

A huge ice cone fell from the sky, pierced through the wolf's belly and back, and nailed it to the sand-covered land. The giant wolf twitched for a few seconds and then declared dead, and the corpse glowed brightly.

Dou Kou looked at the ghosts in one place and the explosions that did not belong to him.

"Poison dove! It's you again... you despicable and shameless thief!"

Poison Dove on his own territory, his murderous aura is even more bleak.

"It's better than some robbers who bully the weak," Shi Jiu stood up indifferently. "When the leader is about to die, grab the last kill, didn't you teach me?"

Just as Dou Kou was about to refute, he remembered that he had indeed said this, so he could only attack him with his eyes gnashing his teeth.

He only spread one side of his wings, and his back looked like a demon with broken wings from hell.

Both the survivors and the ghosts have also received warnings from hell.

"As I said, unless I quit the group, I won't let anyone from Dou Niwan go."

"You?!" Dou Kou was so angry that he had nothing to say. Encircling the dove was probably the worst decision he had ever made in his gaming career. Everything he had worked so hard to achieve—family, city, and prestige—had almost all been buried in this person’s hands. .

Dou Kou's valet came from the far south to report.

"Patriarch, Miss Nanxun wants to fish by the Songzhao Lake."

"What?" Dou Kou was instantly nervous, "The fishing rod is so heavy, if you can't hold it steady and fall into the water, how dangerous it is!"

Before waiting for the follower to speak, he said to himself, "No way! I have to follow her and watch her."

He hurriedly glared at the dove: "This time it's cheaper for you, and I'll settle the account with you later!"

Dou Niwan's people withdrew quickly, and in a blink of an eye, no one was left. Ling Xiaolu followed Li Zheng and jumped to the ground, face to face with the poisonous pigeon who turned around.

"Poison dove, where is your hand?" Ling Xiaolu asked in surprise.

The half of his shoulders where he spread his wings was bare, and the right arm that was supposed to be there was missing.

After Ling Xiaolu questioned, the wings behind him turned into thousands of jet-black feathers spinning at high speed. The pigeon's right arm, under the gathering of feathers, regenerated, little by little, from the root to the fingertips.

The newly generated five fingers grabbed fiercely in the air, and all the remaining black feathers dissipated, leaving a flawless arm.

He leaned down and touched the wolf's body with this hand.

"Next." He threw an object, and Li Zheng raised his hand to catch it. It was exactly the dragon scale he wanted.

Do not say thank you for leaving.

"I can pay you."

"No need," the duck dove refused, "I have already got what I want."

"What?" Ling Xiaolu was curious.

"murderous look."

"..." How could he forget the unique hobby of poison doves and accumulating murderous aura!

"Master, you asked me to come here because of the dragon scales?" Ling Xiaolu turned around and argued with Li for "theory".

"It's just a chance," Li Zheng replied lightly, "after all, I'm the only one, so the chance of success is not high."

Teaming up with Poison Dove was an accident, but it was also guaranteed to be a sure thing.

Ling Xiaolu, who was not counted as a person, was aggrieved: "Master, you are a male god, and robbing a boss will affect your image."

"So my original plan was to throw you out into the fog, and I shot when people couldn't see clearly, so that no one would know it was me."

Ling Xiaolu: ? ?

Co-authoring his role is a scapegoat plus a fog machine? This is not the same as what we said when we came, right

"Didn't you agree to bring me here to make a name for yourself? This is obviously to make me notorious!"

"Notoriety..." Li Zheng's eyes fell on Jinjiu, which meant something, "Isn't it also a name?"

Ling Xiaolu: ? ? ? ?

A chuckle came from under the dove mask.

"Little brother, I think your master has always only bullied you and used you to rob the boss. Why don't you cut ties with him and worship me. Our fighting styles are relatively close, so I can give you more suitable guidance."

Dare to openly compete with Li for apprentices, this courage is not small.

"I'm sorry, but it was my disciple who was obsessing me with my apprenticeship back then. If you don't believe me..."

"Master!" Ling Xiaolu couldn't let him say "please look at the VCR" if he died, after all, he had deep feelings for his face.

"Huh?" Li Zheng glanced coldly.

Ling Xiaolu had a stubborn face, and he held seven or eight dragon scales tightly in his outstretched hand.

Dispute: "… "

"I still have a lot," Ling Xiaolu symbolically grabbed two more from the bag, "I really can't take it."

"..." Li Zheng stared at him and took out a handful from the left, "you peeled it off from your own dragon?"

"no!!"

Although Li Xiaolu didn't appear to be turbulent on the surface, Ling Xiaolu knew that he must be in a complicated mood. After all, the two kings joined forces just now to get a hand, and he shot hundreds of them, and even he was convinced by his own domineering aura.

"Where did it come from?" Li Zheng asked calmly for a moment.

Ling Xiaolu's domineering aura only existed for a while, but now he honestly admits: "Xier won the lottery, and he wants me to help him sell it."

Disputes are not sloppy, and direct bids are made.

This price is definitely not low, Ling Xiaolu calculated the total price, turned his head away, and cursed in a low voice: "I love you, you are really rich."

They are all from their own family, so there is no need to let Li Qiu pay such a high price, and Chang Huanxi himself doesn't care.

The number of dragon scales is rare, and Ling Xiaolu, as the seller, has the absolute right to speak. It can make Liqiu passive, which is far rarer than dragon scales.

Ling Xiaolu deliberately raised his face: "Master, as long as you don't bully me in the future, I can call the shots and give you a 20% discount!"

Li Zheng didn't think about it: "11% off, bully more in the future."

Ling Xiaolu: "…"

The poisonous dove next to him listened to the music.

"Little brother, were you bewitched by beauty?"

Ling Xiaolu looked sad and angry: "I drank too much."

He shouldn't drink that deer wine in the first place!

"Master, you can't do this!" Ling Xiaolu pretended not to be forced, so he changed his career and changed his career, "You clearly said that you will be nicer to me in the future!"

Poison Dou hooked his lips: "Your master is not good to you, but I am good to you. Let's go, I will take you to the battlefield to kill people."

Poison dove's "being good to you" is equal to "taking you to kill". This equation is simple and rude, safe and reliable.

"3V3," Li Zheng said suddenly, looking directly at Poison Dove, "Dare to come?"

This question was a bit provocative, and Poison Dove looked at Li Zheng and then at Ling Xiaolu.

"3V3? The three of us? Who is the tank?"

Li Zheng is a long-range law system, Ling Xiaolu and Jinjiu are both melee assassins, this combination is not very healthy, no one can take damage, and Ji Menglai can block it.

Li Zheng looked back at Ling Xiaolu, the goal was obvious.

Ling Xiaolu protested: "Master! I'm not as hard as your snake!"

Poison Dove chuckled: "Forget it, I'll carry it with my pet."

Ling Xiaolu set foot in the arena for the first time. The venue covers a very large area. There are 1V1, 3V3, 5V5 halls, and a special pet battle hall.

He encountered a philosophical problem. If he went to fight, should he go to the 1V1 hall or the pet battle hall? If he and Lei Lulu appeared in the same arena, whose light board would Ji Meng hold

Since he came here because of the dispute, he took the initiative to pay the team building fee: "Is there a requirement for the team name?"

"random."

"You decide, Master!"

After a while, the team was established, and the team name was Deer Team.

The three were teleported to the preparation area.

"Master, are your opponents formidable?" Ling Xiaolu was eager to try.

"It depends on how lucky you are."

"Don't be nervous, follow me later." Poison Dove reassured him.

"Which one he fights, you go to attack the other one." Li Zheng gave the opposite instructions, "Since you choose melee combat, you must have the consciousness to contain at least one opponent by yourself."

"Okay!" Ling Xiaolu nodded seriously, "What else?"

"Be careful not to interrupt my spellcasting."

"Does it mean to protect Master from letting the enemy attack you?"

"Isn't it embarrassing to hide behind the apprentice for the famous Li Zheng?" Poison Dove said with a sarcastic smile.

"It's my responsibility to let the apprentice grow through the experience." Li Qi also did not lose to him, "That's why you can't be his master."

The draw for the first game is over, Roe Deer VS Deer Team!

Ling Xiaolu stood in the front row with great interest, and couldn't wait to go out as soon as the door opened.

"let's go!"

Behind him, the three of them formed a perfect isosceles triangle formation.

All games in the arena are allowed to be watched freely. Since this is the first floor of the arena, there are not many spectators at the scene, only three or two idlers.

"Dude, which two teams are competing in this game?"

"I haven't heard much about it. There is a newly registered team, and there is no public information at all."

"New team? Then I'll buy the opposite side. I lost all my net worth upstairs, and the remaining money is only enough to bet on the first-tier game. I hope this time I can give me a chance to recover the cost, otherwise I will Really broke."

Ling Xiaolu walked into the arena with his head held high, the door opposite also opened, and only two people came out.

Ling Xiaolu, who has no competitive experience, was stunned for a moment. Why did two people come

The opposite is not surprised: "Only you? Bait or sacrifice?"

Ling Xiaolu: ? ?

He turned his head suddenly, and there was a slowly closing gate of the preparation area in the field of vision.

"Love you! What about people??!"