Immediately, Xiao Ming's body rushed forward, and even rushed down the transparent disc.
Although he stopped his feet in time, he still had physical contact with Gong Er in front.
He subconsciously held her shoulders with both hands to steady himself.
Gong Er looked back in shock and almost screamed, but stopped in time to avoid disturbing Wang Kun who was walking on the pointer.
Although it broke apart at the first touch, he still felt like he was getting an electric shock.
She also shuddered, glared at him with shame and anger, flicked the silver bow she was carrying, and hit his lower abdomen with the lower end, and at the same time whispered a warning: "Little pervert, don't touch me."
Xiao Ming felt the pain and stood upright.
He didn't have time to defend himself.
He turned around and looked around, only to find that the other brothers had all stepped down from the circle.
There was a silver belt around their waists, and they looked surprised and uncertain.
He saw that the numbers on their respective disks had disappeared, and he quickly looked at the dome image.
There was no new prompt.
However, the black team at nine o'clock and the remaining black people also broke away from the disk.
He had a rough idea and reminded in a low voice: "Don't panic, everyone.
This session of ours should be over.
Just don't step out of the yellow circle."
Everyone felt relieved and gathered around Xiao Ming to observe Wang Kun's battle situation.
Wang Kun is small in stature, has a low center of gravity, stable bottom body, and can move quickly on the pointer.
When his opponent saw him, he didn't dare to be lazy and started running away, making it possible for him to catch up from behind.
The brothers were worried about Wang Kun.
The opponent stumbled and fell down.
With a "wave", blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Well, winning the third game was the easiest.
Wang Kun did not stop, walked into the red circle in the center, picked up a silver javelin, held it across his hand as a balance pole, and walked back smoothly.
The brothers howled horribly together, shocking the entire audience.
At that moment, the entire dome image turned into a close-up of the yellow team.
The yellow faces of the brothers and Gong Er looked down at the field like gods.
In this session, the yellow team won completely.
The black team at nine o'clock had only three soldiers and one prostitute left, and they were unarmed.
They also knew that what was coming was going to be dangerous, so they pounced on the prostitute to enjoy themselves in time.
The two hands turned clockwise again and stopped at twelve o'clock and three o'clock, and the individual duel between the white team and the other black team began.
The brothers and Gong Er each sat on a transparent disc, watching the two teams' duel and discussing the possible encounters in the next session.
Xiao Ming analyzed that after the individual duel, it should be a team battle.
He planned ahead and made tactical arrangements first.
The three men with weapons took the lead.
Wang Kun is a long weapon and serves as a forward.
The fat man is a short weapon, covering the flanks.
Gong Er is a long-range weapon and follows the two brothers.
Xiao Ming, Xiao Wu and Lin Juxin, who were unarmed, acted as the second echelon and kept following up.
After listening to Xiao Ming's plan, Gong Er didn't comment or look at him seriously.
Not long after, the one-on-one duel between the white team and another black team came to an end.
It also lasted three rounds, and one white person and two black people died.
The white team got an ax and a field knife, and the black team got a spear.
A cannon shot, and the dome image began a new demonstration.
The soldiers of each team looked up, paying full attention, and everyone's expression became serious.
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Xiao Ming also had a solemn expression.
He had no idea that the next step would be the final battle.
The tactical arrangements he made were completely useless.
The demonstration ended and the ticking countdown began.
Xiao Ming only had ten seconds to re-adjust his deployment.
His brain was running at high speed and he made a decisive decision.
He quickly ordered: "Everyone, spread out, don't look back, run like hell for me, give me your hand."
The brothers also knew that they were in urgent need, so they immediately dispersed around the edge of the yellow circle, facing the red circle, leaving the middle position for Xiao Ming and Gong Er.
Gong Er hesitated for a moment, but at this critical moment of life and death, there was no room for error, so he still extended his hand to him.
Xiao Ming held her soft, boneless hand and felt an electric shock.
He quickly concentrated and stared at the yellow circle under his feet.
At this time, all the spectators in the auditorium stood up to witness the final battle.
As the countdown stopped abruptly, the yellow circle immediately disappeared on the lawn, and Xiao Ming shouted: "Run" The dome video broadcast the scene live, but everyone in the yellow team, the white team, and the two black teams, including the prostitutes, were running forward like wild animals escaping from their cages.
Almost at the same time, a circle of flames as tall as a person rose up on the edge of the circular field, burning from the outside inward at a very fast speed.
Wherever it passed, there was a sea of fire.
It's really urgent It turns out that the competitive content of the decisive battle is to set the inner field of the arena on fire.
The four teams of slaves have to race against the flames behind them.
If they run a little slower, they will be burned to ashes by the flames that catch up.
The radius of one hundred meters from the sidelines to the red circle is a death radius.
The only way to survive is to run into the red circle in the center of the field.
It is a fire protection circle and the flames cannot penetrate it.
Four teams of slaves ran into the red circle and started a melee in the narrow space.
Only one team could survive.
Originally, this link was Xiao Ming's biggest advantage, because running is his biggest strength.
However, he has to take care of Gong Er because one of the brothers has to take her away.
He is the leader and must bear this most arduous responsibility.
Xiao Wu and Wang Kun are not slow either, but someone must be the first to run into the red circle and open up a foothold.
Otherwise, if the opponent is allowed to take the lead, the entire army may be annihilated.
But it was seen that the area of the flames in the field expanded rapidly, forming a circle, and became narrower and narrower.
According to the demonstration, the flames will cover the entire arena within ten seconds.
In other words, if you can't reach the speed of 100 meters and ten seconds, you will definitely die.
As for the human record for the 100-meter dash, before the nuclear explosion, the record for men was over nine seconds, and for women it was over ten seconds.
Xiao Ming didn't know what his 100-meter speed was.
He believed he could run within nine seconds, but it was hard to tell if he was pulling Gong Er.
He held her little hand, without any distractions, with only one goal in his eyes, which was the red circle in front of him.
It's a pity that because of an extra burden, he can't enter the world of potential.
Fortunately, her speed was not slow, so she had little impact on him.
In the live broadcast of the dome image, three fireballs appeared.
They were the prostitutes of the two teams black and white.
They screamed and were the first to be reduced to ashes.
Then two white men were burned to death.
The two black teams were originally at a disadvantage in the first session, but now they have gained an advantage, widening the distance from the flames and getting closer and closer to the red circle.
Originally, the men's and women's 100-meter records were all held by black people, and sprinting was their strength.
On the yellow team's side, Wang Kun and Xiao Wu advanced together, followed closely by Fatty, and Lin Juxin remained at the same level as Xiao Ming and Gong Er, falling at the end.
Xiao Ming slowed down because he had Gong Er with him.
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Lin Juxin's speed was obviously the worst among the brothers.
The flames almost chased the buttocks of the three of them, burning fiercely.
It can be said that if you take a step forward, the sea and sky will be brighter; if you take a step back, everything will disappear.
The first one to run into the red circle was the black team at nine o'clock.
The three black men thought they were certain to die, but instead they dropped their baggage and ran as fast as they could.
As soon as they entered the red circle, they rushed towards the silver pillar, drew their weapons, and defended on three sides, trying to seal their opponents out of the fire circle.
Wang Kun and Xiao Wu then arrived.
Xiao Ming could see clearly that the two of them cooperated tacitly.
Wang Kun used a javelin to stab people with his spear, while Xiao Wu used a shadowless kick to rise into the air.
At the same time, the white people on the opposite side and the black people at three o'clock also rushed to the edge of the red circle.
One of the two white men was empty-handed, and the other was holding an axe.
In a desperate move, they threw the ax at the opponent defending that side.
The black man defending in the circle nimbly dodged, and the ax passed by him.
By accident, it went straight to Xiao Wu who was kicking in the air.
Xiao Wu was in the air, unable to escape, and the situation was extremely critical.
The fat man had quick eyes and quick hands, and threw out the short knife in his hand Xiao Ming only saw this, and his attention was diverted because Gong Er beside him suddenly staggered.
It turned out that Gong Er was a woman after all, and her explosive power was not good enough.
She followed Xiao Ming and ran down in one breath.
Finally, her calves became weak and she couldn't hold on.
This stagger was simply a fatal stagger.
Xiao Ming's hands tightened and his footsteps stagnated.
His buttocks felt hot and had been licked by the tongue of fire.
At the moment of life and death, his hand moved lightly.
It turned out that Lin Juxin took action in time and took Gong Er's other hand, and they became two brothers leading her forward.
Xiao Ming was pleased to see that Wang Kun and Xiao Wu successfully entered the red circle, while Fatty reached the edge of the red circle.
Xiao Ming, Gong Er, and Lin Juxin were only five or six meters away from the red circle.
But these five or six meters became an insurmountable distance.
Gong Er was exhausted and couldn't keep up with Xiao Ming and Lin Juxin.
Affected by her drag, the speed of the two brothers also slowed down, but the speed of the flames did not slow down.
The fire around them was like a fire dragon with its mouth open, trying to engulf the three of them in one go.
If Xiao Ming lets go, there is still a glimmer of hope.
If he doesn't let go, he may die together.
But he had no idea of letting go.
He only had the promise he made to Gong Er in his heart: "Who dares to touch a hair of yours unless you step on my corpse?"
The air was hot, and the god of fire came with the overwhelming shadow of death.
Xiao Ming's pupils shrank and widened, and he could clearly feel his violent heartbeat.
The world outside him slowed down, and his life-saving potential was finally stimulated.
There was a strange resonance between his heartbeat and the heartbeats of Gong Er and even Lin Juxin.
The three of them seemed to be one, and the slowed down world gave him time to make a life or death decision.
He suddenly let go, turned around, and turned behind Gong Er and Lin Juxin.
He bowed down, gathered all his strength, and pushed the two people's waists, giving them an unprecedented acceleration.
Gong Er and Lin Juxin couldn't help themselves and rushed forward like lightning.
This is Xiao Ming's decision: to sacrifice his life for justice, to exchange his own life for the two lives of Gong Er and Lin Juxin.
At this time, Xiao Ming's back was surrounded by flames, and he could even feel his newly grown hair burning: