Chapter 851 Potential, the last struggle!

"What's going on inside? Do you know?"

"Fuck, I don't have a 'advanced perspective eye' or a 'persight pendant'. How can I know what's going on inside! Ask someone else! "Damn it!"

The battle in the jungle maze has lasted for 20 minutes, during which the audience around the arena was full of similar conversations.

Almost all the audience' hearts are full of anger. I spent money to watch the game, not in a daze here.

Fortunately, this is in an online game. If it is changed to the real world, the consequences will be unimaginable.

A corner of the arena - "Hehehe, I'm right. The Twelve Wings really kept the killer mace to the end. Tut-t, the eight-armed generals of 920,000 units, now Lv Bu and others are in danger. The man, who was called the "Sick Xiaozong" by the smoker, coughed and commented on the battle loudly.

"Who the hell is this person?" Poison Sugar asked in a low voice.

The smoker looked straight and said quietly, "He is the same 'great hermit' as the 'king', and also the 'king' has always wanted to recruit. His strength is very, very terrible."

"He?" Du Tangtang secretly glanced at Xiaozong.

Jungle Maze Battlefield - "Huh...Huh...Huh...Huh..."

The four bosses of the Seal Sword Emperor, the Archer, the God of War Lv Bu and the Ancient Pterodactyl are all on the verbation of death. They gasped. All the units add up to no more than 200,000. On average, there are only 50,000 units left for each Boss.

'guang lang guang��!'

The eight-armed battle will keep waving its arms, the weapons will continue to collide in front of its chest, and Mars will splash everywhere. In this way, it is more like a butcher who is sharpening his knife, and the target of the slaughter is not others, but Lv Bu and the four people.

"This eight-armed general is too powerful. If we fight hard, we will definitely die. It's better to withdraw quickly." Both the Pope and the Pope have retreated.

"Withdraw!" Zhuoma was also quite decisive. She looked at the eight-armed generals coldly, raised her hand and summoned the 'Gate of Dimension'.

"Oh? Now you want to run away! Dreaming! Go to hell!"

The lucky hand is the same as the Boss gluttonous tree he used. He is a typical bully and afraid of the hard surname. Before the eight-armed general appeared, he had been hiding in the east. But as soon as Zhang Mu appeared, as the eight-armed general swept the four directions, he immediately became fierce. As soon as the tree man raised his arms, dozens of vines with thick thumbs flew out like guns and attacked the four people respectively.

"The fox pretends to be a tiger and a dog!" Zhuoma scolded angrily. In the face of the eight-armed general who was attacking her, Zhuoma wisely chose to retreat.

The gluttonous tree is nothing, and the one-eyed dragon is nothing. What is really terrible is the eight-armed general, and the attack power is too high.

'Sssing!'

Four figures drilled into the door of dimension one after another and disappeared in front of Zhang Mu in the sound of 'clap'.

"Cut! A bunch of cowards!" The lucky hand spit fiercely, and the degree of obsceneness was comparable to that of the fat man.

"You continue to stay here. I promise to end this battle within half an hour!" Zhang Mu smiled and was about to leave when he heard the one-eyed pirate say, "I'll go with you. There are lucky hands here. It should be enough to defend those Atlantis sea people. I want to repay the humiliation they made to me just now!"

"Damn it! And my share, and I'll pay it back together!" The lucky hand scolded.

Zhang Mu thought for a while and nodded, "They suffered a loss here. They should not do it again. The rear should be relatively safe. Let's go!"

While talking, the eight-armed warrior and the one-eyed dragon rushed out of the jungle maze at the fastest speed and rushed towards the direction of Haishen City.

"Ah! Ah! It's out! It's out! It's finally out!"

The excited cries of the players came one after another in the arena. They knew that they were talking about Zhang Mu and one-eyed pirates. If they didn't know, they thought they were doing something obscene things together.

'Wow!'

When the eight-armed generals and one-eyed dragons rushed to the front line, the number of hunters reduced to 100,000 units, the big octopus finally let out a exhausted scream, and the whole body was dry, less than 1/4 of the previous one.

"Zhuoma, what should we do now?"

"The battle situation is quite unfavorable to us..." Zhuoma said gloomyly, "Lv Bu, we are very likely to lose this fight..."

"What? Will you lose?" The Pope and the Pope screamed at the same time.

What does it mean to lose the game in such an environment? They know better than anyone else.

"Is there no other way?" Lv Bu's cheeks trembled slightly. He was more eager to win than anyone else, and it was difficult for him to accept the reality of defeat.

"..." Zhuoma was silent for a long time and said, "There is another way, but even if you do that, you can only increase the winning rate from 5% to 45%."

"Huh? What's the method?" The three of them asked in unison.

"Atlantis is not only a five-grade artifact, but also a world of reading power. In this underwater world, there is a special building called 'potential place'. As long as you take your Boss to the 'potential place' for potential development, Boss's strength will increase, regardless of attack and defense. If it is still the number of units, it will be randomly increased by 30~100%. Zhuoma said quietly.

Lv Bu looked around and said excitedly, "How can there be such a good place? Why didn't you say it earlier? Even if the winning rate is only 45%, it's worth a try!"

"Listen to me first. The cost of developing the potential of Boss is very high." Zhuoma sighed.

"What's the price? ......"

"Even if you win this battle, your Boss will be reduced from four grades to no quality... Simply explain, potential development, development is the power of the artifact that has been integrated into Boss."

"From the fourth grade to the no grade... As you said, isn't the artifact on Boss..." The Pope exclaimed.

"Yes, disappear forever."

"The price is too high..." Lv Bu was a little uncertain.

"Then use the second method." Zhuoma spoke again.

"The second method is...?"

"There is a rule in the arena that as long as you kneel down and raise two fingers, you can surrender to your opponent... In the process of surrender, the other party cannot attack you."

"Kneel down? Surrender? How is that possible!" Lv Bu said angrily, "Zhuoma, do you want me to surrender to them?"

"A man can bend and stretch. Isn't there a celebrity named Han Xin in Chinese history who has been humiliated by **?" Zhuoma's face did not change its color.

"He is him, I am me! Let me kneel down and surrender! I might as well fucking fight with them! Say, where is the potential!" Lv Bu roared loudly.

"What about you?" Zhuoma looked at the Pope and the Pope.

"How can we surrender in our current status and status?" The Pope shook his head and said slowly, "Take the way and go to the potential."

(to be continued)