Chapter 324 Admission!

Zhang Mu's eyes quickly swept over the whole screen. Among the more than 1,000 players in the ancient battlefield, at least half of them were 2-star teams. They were on the periphery of each merit bonus area, obviously protecting the 1-star team members inside. In this way, even if there were foreign enemies, they could defend well.

In the ancient battlefield, players do not have to find monsters by themselves. The higher the level of the merit bonus area, the higher the refresh rate of the monster. As long as the player stands still, the monster will automatically come to the door, and enter a battle every 1 to 2 minutes.

What surprised Zhang Mu was that among the about 1,500 players, there were less than 100 Chinese players with five-star red flags on their heads. They were pitifully shrinking in a small corner of the 1.4-fold area.

The atmosphere at the scene was quite solemn. Zhang Mu could feel that countless malicious eyes were shining on him, which made Zhang Mu a little nervous. This had a lot to do with the experience of his previous life. No wonder he was.

"Brother Twelve Wings, come to us." A Chinese player named 'Tank' suddenly sent a secret chat. He was one of the members of the two-star team of Chinese players in Area 1.4.

"It's strange. Why are we so little bit of ourselves?" Zhang Mu hummed, but his body did not move. Area 1.2 was full of monsters. When he walked over, he had to fight at least 50 battles, and he had to pass through the 1.4 area occupied by himself. If he was not careful, he would be in danger of being [***] meters. He did not want to travel a long way alone to take risks.

The tank smiled bitterly and said, "Twelfth brother, you don't know anything. Originally, there were more than 500 of us in the ancient battlefield. Maybe we occupied the triple area for too long, which was eye-catching. We were beaten out by Japanese, American, British and South Korean players. Now, there are only 100 of us. They said that as long as we stay in Area 1.4, we won't take the initiative to trouble us. Oh, damn it, I'll hold my breath when I think about it, but there's nothing we can do. We can't beat so many countries, so we can only lie down and taste the courage. I can hear that this tank has a deep resentment in its words.

There are a total of 50 players from the four countries of 'America, Britain, Japan and South Korea'. From their 'two-star team' and various strange titles, it can be seen that their strength is very strong, basically the top elite of each district and country.

"Gunshot the bird. How long have you been here?" Zhang Mu asked.

Tank thought for a while and said, "It's been a week, twelfth brother, come here, I told the day... They said that they would not attack you. Here, everyone wants to practice..."

As he spoke, several Middle Eastern players were chased and kicked out of the battlefield by another group of people.

"Well, I'm just here to walk around and go out right away." Zhang Mu still stood still and did not move.

"This is a treasured land, three times the merit area. It's the best to practice the cannon. Why didn't I find it earlier?" Zhang Mu muttered to himself. Although he could not clear all the non-national players in the ancient battlefield with the power of one person, with the words of the members of the Chinatown Guild... Just as everyone was guessing what Zhang Mu would do next, Zhang Mu's two-star team quietly left the ancient battlefield.

"Twelfth brother, why are you going?" The tank was a little depressed. He finally looked forward to the joining of a top master like Zhang Mu. Why did he run away like this?

"Oh, I'll be back later..." Zhang Mu replied with a smile.

Zhang Mu's departure made everyone in the ancient battlefield temporarily relieved. The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Zhang Mu is definitely one of the best celebrities in the 'Hero Invincible', and no master is willing to have a head-on conflict with him.

Ten minutes later, about 400 to 500 people responded to Zhang Mu's call and ran from the maze and the wild to the entrance of the ancient battlefield, including the original, the mythical injury, and the fat man.

2~3 times the meritorious service, and it is also an automatic monster. Fighting a battle here is equivalent to playing 3 to 5 games in the maze. Where can I find such a good thing? Now everyone has almost climbed the 100-story hero tower, and most of the famous generals at hand are still wandering below level 10, and they can no longer find a better practice point than the ancient battlefield.

"There is such a good place, why do you say it now?" Mythical wound complains.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Please, do you think I've been hiding this place all the time? I just found out that there are a total of 1,500 elite players from various countries in various regions. There is no certain strength. Single players, no matter how strong they are, they can only wander around in the 1.2 area. Don't think about the 3 times meritorious area. I was just a passer-by at best..."

I asked with a smile, "Will there be an ancient battlefield in every first-level map in the future?"

Zhang Mu nodded and said, "Yes, the maze is the place where ordinary players practice, and the ancient battlefield is the place where the rich practice. Dozens of bosses are brushed out every hour in the ancient battlefield. These bosses often carry strategic treasures and a lot of resources... Whether they can be grabbed and beaten down depends on Personal strength." . Speaking of this, Zhang Mu paused for a moment and said solemnly, "After a while, everyone will rely on their own strength to find a training area suitable for themselves. The monsters in the 3x training area are the most fierce. The team is surrounded by less than 180, so it is difficult to stand. Be careful not to chew too much.

"Received!"

Three hours later, more than 500 members of Chinatown entered the ancient battlefield under the leadership of Zhang Mu. In just a few hours, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the ancient battlefield, and the alternation of forces of all parties was dizzying.

Hundreds of Middle Eastern players slaughtered players from the United States, Britain, Japan and South Korea, but the elites standing in the double or triple meritorious zone were indifferent to this, making it clear that 'it's none of their business and hanging high'.

"Tank, what's going on?" Zhang Mu frowned.

When the worried tank saw Zhang Mu coming back and led more than 500 compatriots to enter, he immediately screamed excitedly, "Twelfth brother, you're finally back. Damn it, a group of madmen in the Middle East are doing a massacre here!" After destroying the Japanese book, I guess it will be our turn..."

"Aren't the Middle East very poor..." Zhang Mu is a geographical and national idiot. He grabbed his hair and said to himself.

"Haha, the Middle East? Then where do you want to see? For example, these people in front of you are all from the United Arab Emirates, rich and oily places... There, you can't even see a Japanese car. I, who has been doing business abroad for a long time, said with a smile.

Zhang Mu shrugged his shoulders blankly and ran up with the team. The goal was only one, 2 to 3 times the merit area.

(to be continued)