Live Broadcast: Run A Knife In The Underworld, Steal The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

"This knife god earns at least 300,000 spirit coins!"

"Brother, are you serious? Didn't such a big golden lion blind you?"

"Big golden lion! I'm so sour on horses! God of the Sword, you are so damn hot on horses!"

"My dad said that if I can produce a big golden lion, he will call me daddy from now on."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I don't believe there is a big golden lion in the Underworld, unless I'm asked to do it once."

...

Just when the audience was discussing a lot.

The host stepped onto the stage again and reported to everyone the income of each team.

The results of the other winning teams are relatively similar, and the average income basically maintains a relatively high level of 250,000 to 350,000.

This made Ji Zifu's team's achievements very impressive.

After seeing the results of Ji Zifu's team, the host raised his eyebrows unconsciously, then nodded his head in surprise and praised:

"The four students from Jiangnan Xingzhe University are amazing, and their final average income has reached a very remarkable - 290,000 Lingcoins! Let us applaud and congratulate these four promising young people!"

Seeing that the school team he led actually reached the top of the gold list.

Ji Zifu smiled very proudly.

However, Ji Zifu suddenly discovered that there were only five teams' results on the gold list.

This shows that there is still a team whose results have not come out!

The wretched senior looked at the gold list and muttered:

"You have to make a lot of money to stay here for so long and not come up."

Ji Zifu said confidently:

"No matter how big it is, it can't be bigger than us. The cumulative income of the four of us is close to 1.2 million, and the average income is 290,000. This is already a ceiling-level achievement."

In fact, what Ji Zifu said was not too much.

It is not easy to achieve this level of income in a single game.

But it is a pity that Chu Feng produced a big gold!

"It turned out to be him~"

Ji Zifu learned from the people who were eating melons that the contestant Moji hadn't come up for a long time was actually Xiu Chundao, the leader of the Running Knife Sect.

Now Ji Zifu feels that their team has firmly won the first place in the gold list in the preliminaries.

After all, there was only one person on the other side, but there were four of them.

What's more, there is a bug-like existence like Yang Huiting in their team...

The two sides are not of the same magnitude at all.

Even Ji Zifu wondered if Chu Feng's grades were too bad and he didn't dare to face the reality, so the ink marks didn't come out for a long time.

"What are you doing, brother? Our leader's grades are so poor that we dare not face reality? What are you dreaming about?!"

The knife runner in front of Ji Zifu heard that Ji Zifu was so arrogant, so he couldn't help turning around and telling Ji Zifu the cruel reality:

"To tell you the truth, little brother, our leader has withdrawn money."

Ji Zifu smiled disdainfully and said:

"It's just a gold withdrawal, what's so unusual about it. Could it be that in the last game, my three teammates and I all paid out gold. Should I show it off to you for such a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning?"

The knife runner said with disgust:

"Your little gold of 10,000 to 20,000 is also worthy of calling out gold?"

Ji Zifu frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and immediately asked:

"What do you mean? Could it be that the guy Xiuchundao paid out big gold?"

The crowd eating melons next to me answered first:

"That's not true."

Ji Zifu stretched his eyebrows and smiled relaxedly.

But before he could open his mouth, the melon eater continued:

"Although the sword god didn't produce big gold, he killed the enemy who produced big gold."

Are you playing with me? !

If he hadn't dared to play wild in the Town God's Temple, Ji Zifu would have gone up and slapped the sand sculpture a few times.

What's the difference between stealing other people's big gold and paying big gold yourself?

But Ji Zifu still did not give up, and tentatively reminded:

"Brother, don't make a mistake. It doesn't mean that a golden item that is said to be large in size can be called a big gold. The measure of a big gold is its value, and only a high-value item deserves to be called a big gold."

The other party looked at Ji Zifu with disgust, and complained:

"Then you still had the nerve to put on a shy face and let the announcer in the school insist that your little gold worth 50,000 was a big gold?"

Ji Zifu was suddenly embarrassed.

The other party not only knew the difference between Da Jin and Xiao Jin, but also knew the embarrassing deeds he had done.

After some inquiries, Ji Zifu finally learned that Chu Feng actually robbed Fei Yu of the big golden lion.

"Damn!!!"

Ji Zifu was dumbfounded.

He never dreamed that Chu Feng would be able to pick up a big golden lion!

"Damn it! He stole the limelight all by himself!"

Although Ji Zifu expressed ten thousand dissatisfaction, he lost his temper long ago.

Their average income is only 290,000 spirit coins, and Chu Feng's big golden lion is already worth 470,000 spirit coins, which is more than a chicken feather.

Ten seconds later.

Chu Feng's ID, no surprise, appeared on the preliminaries gold list, and ranked at the top of all teams.

At this time, the host should broadcast Chu Feng's income first, and the data will be updated simultaneously on the big screen.

But after seeing Chu Feng's income clearly, the host was terrified. He didn't recover until the data on the big screen was updated.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, father, grandpa!"

"Damn it! Who will help the child, the child has already been blinded."

"Isn't it just 81,000 spirit coins? Compared with other teams, it's not even a star."

"Would you like to stop watching?"

"Look at it again... hiss~~~ 810,000 spirit coins! It's so terrifying!"

...

Not to mention that the people who eat melons were scared stupid.

Even those contestants who won the preliminaries were shocked by Chu Feng's shocking results and froze in place!

Some players couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"As far as the achievement of Sword God is concerned, it is rare even in professional competitions."

Some players said unconvinced:

"It's just luck."

Yang Huiting clasped her hands on her chest, extruded a proud silhouette, looked at the other party coldly and hummed:

"You can call it luck in one round, but if you have won the top spot in the preliminary and preliminaries consecutively, you still call it luck, then you are too self-deceiving, right?"

The other party was stunned speechless.

Ji Zifu gritted his teeth jealously, and after hearing Yang Huiting's words, Ji Zifu was even more worried about Chu Feng, a strange and terrifying opponent.

So Ji Zifu suddenly had a bold idea. After calling the other teams over, Ji Zifu said to them:

"This knife runner is too perverted. I believe that everyone doesn't want to die in the hands of this kind of person. So I propose that we reach an agreement now: we have five remaining teams, and we will unite first to kill this knife runner. After killing it, we are playing normally, how about it?"

While Ji Zifu and the others were plotting, Xing Yujie excitedly asked the old man beside him:

"Principal, let me say this kid is abnormal! If he can be recruited into our team, it will definitely bring our team's strength to a higher level!"