Global Advent: Apocalyptic Desert Island Game

The red system countdown hung over their heads, and both sides did not dare to neglect, and they all boarded the ring.

The moment I stood on the ring, the red countdown disappeared, replaced by a green countdown, 10 minutes.

Obviously, there is a time limit for the arena, and the maximum can only be 10 minutes.

After 10 minutes, if the winner has not been determined, then it will be judged as a tie.

The key is that the game has an automatic discrimination mechanism. If you don't fight in the arena, you will be forced out of the game.

If the two players want to take this opportunity to chat for a while, they think too much.

"Hello, this is Ye Langming, brothers, let's not rush to fight, let's talk for a while."

The thin guy said loudly to Meng Hao, looking very enthusiastic.

However, soon, his face changed.

"Sorry, the system warned me. I am really sorry to deal with you within 5 seconds. This is definitely not my intention."

"I didn't mean to beat you, I blamed this cheating game."

"Also, if you die here, you don't really die. You still have a chance to come again."

"I hope you have better luck next time and don't encounter a strong opponent like me."

While speaking, Ye Langming rushed towards Meng Hao, holding a rusty machete high in his hand, looking very mighty.

Meng Hao looked at the other side quietly, his heart calm.

Not only was he not afraid, but he wanted to laugh a little.

The other party thinks that own is very good, in fact, in the eyes of Meng Hao, it is like an ant.

Perhaps the other party saw that Meng Hao was a little younger and thought it was a bully.

Meng Hao was wearing a resurrection armor, and he didn't know if he could play the effect of resurrection in such a virtual arena.

However, with the machete in the opponent's hand, even if Meng Hao stood still here, it would be very difficult for the opponent to hack Meng Hao to death.

It is impossible to break the defense of the resurrection armor.

Meng Hao held the Shiyuan Scepter in his hand, but did not use it.

He just stretched out his hand gently, and the majestic water element began to gather in his palm.

The next moment, a big bright water ball appeared in his hand.

"Fantasy water polo, go!"

The dream water polo was thrown out, like a cannonball, accurately slamming on Ye Langming's body.

Ye Langming saw that the other party made a water polo like a trick, and before he had time to be shocked, the terrifying attack power had already fallen on him.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and a powerful blasting force was generated on the entire ring.

"what!"

After the scream, Ye Langming, die!

From the start of the war to the end, Meng Hao sent the opponent away in just 15 seconds.

Suddenly, Meng Hao's name appeared on the regional battle list.

[Desert Island Battle Power Ranking: First place, Meng Hao, number of victories: 1. 】

The desert island battle list is empty, whoever wins first can be on the list.

There are many players participating in the battle at the same time, but here is the only one that ended the battle so cleanly.

[Congratulations to the player for winning the gladiatorial battle and rewarding 10 coins. 】

[Trigger God-level Qi Luck, get a hundred times reward! 】

【Crystal Coin +1000】

Seeing the rewards of crystal coins, Meng Hao couldn't help but his expression stunned.

It turns out that after the arena is opened, players can earn coins here.

In this way, you can accumulate enough coins to open up the various functional areas of the base island, and the barracks can start smoothly.

Sure enough, this game cannot kill all players.

A capable player, as long as they get a few more victories, they can continue to strengthen themselves, and the base islands will also become stronger and stronger.

Meng Hao felt that he had understood the routine of this game.

In any case, the speed at which you earn coins is still much faster than other players, and the more rewards you earn, the more you earn.[Hello player, you have won this game, please choose:]

【1, continue to fight. 】

[2, Exit the arena. 】

"Choose 1."

[Matching opponents, please wait. 】

[The match is successful, please prepare to fight! 】

As the system prompt appeared, a middle-aged uncle wearing a blue vest appeared on the opposite side of the ring.

This uncle looked like he was about forty years old. He might have been a little greasy, but now he seems to have lost a lot of weight from hunger.

He has a big round face, and the hair on his head is a little sparse, looking like a procedural ape.

The uncle was also the first time to participate in the arena, in order to make some extra money, he joined in.

Meng Hao was still a high school student, and his face looked slightly immature.

After seeing Meng Hao, the uncle laughed suddenly.

"Hey, it seems I was lucky. I met a hairy boy in the first battle."

While talking, the middle-aged uncle held a big bow and walked onto the ring, without too much nonsense, he directly bent the bow and set an arrow to aim at Meng Hao.

"Young man, you close your eyes and Uncle will shoot it. It doesn't hurt!"

The middle-aged uncle was so good at tempting him, and in his opinion, the opposite was a high school student, and he had no power to bind a chicken.

He wanted to quickly end this battle so that he could proceed to the next round.

Seeing the opponent's reaction, Meng Hao couldn't help frowning.

This uncle doesn't speak martial ethics a bit.

How can you do it when you meet?

Okay, since the other party wants to end it as soon as possible, let it end as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Meng Hao gently raised the Shiyuan Scepter in his hand.

"call out!"

Before Meng Hao had time to release the magic, the middle-aged uncle's arrow had already been shot.

The arrow let out a piercing sound, looking unparalleled.

Looking at the speed of the arrow, the opponent obviously exhausted all his strength.

"wind!"

Meng Hao lightly drank in his mouth, and the scepter of Ziyuan burst into blue light.

In the blink of an eye, this glazed light turned into a wind blade, slashing directly through the middle of the arrow, cutting it into two sections.

At the same time, Feng Ren cast off his momentum and slashed directly at the middle-aged uncle.

At this moment, the middle-aged uncle suddenly showed a look of astonishment.

What's happening here?

Magic?

"You can be magical!"

The middle-aged uncle shouted loudly.

Meng Hao chuckled and said, "The answer is correct, and an air ticket is awarded!"

Before he finished his words, the wind blade smashed the middle-aged uncle's body at a very fast speed, like the sharpest heavenly sword, instantly splitting his body in half.

Before he had time to exclaim, he had been sent out of the game.

Meng Hao is a Tier 4 magician, and even the local powerhouse of the desert island world can hardly contend with the strong magic power, let alone an ordinary earthling.

This move by Meng Hao shocked many onlookers.

Those players who dare not participate in the battle and are curious, use the platform viewing system to watch the battle in various arenas.

The players who entered this arena unintentionally were all stunned.

Who is that young man?

It turns out to be magic?

Could it be that in this game, can the player really learn magic?

No one answered the doubts in their hearts.

Before the first battle of other players was over, the desert island battle list was refreshed again.

[First place, Meng Hao, wins: 2]

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