One Hundred Ways to Kill a Scumbag { Quick transmigration }

2.13

In a life-and-death battle, except for martial arts lunatics who pursue the ultimate, they will give the first life-and-death battle after the finals. This is a blatant challenge to the first place. If the opponent accepts it and the first place wins the life-and-death battle, the challenger will basically die. Whoever What about challengers who like to challenge their own authority? If the first place dies, the challenger can be said to have risen to fame instantly. Normally, the challenger will not spare the life of the first place. Is it possible that he will die in the hands of this person in the next four years?

Therefore, life-and-death battles are usually unrelenting, really risking one's life. This is the only method in the world where killing is not restricted by the law.

The closer to the life-and-death battle, the more dreams in the system progressed. Zhang Rong felt that Qin Ruo was just worrying about his heart and lungs at home. He was so cheap!

The finals lasted for half a month. Zhang Rong participated in the seventh round and was beaten miserably by the opponent. His result was determined and he ranked eighth in this competition. Coincidentally, the next day, the master who tortured Zhang Rong faced Qin Ruo and was tortured by Qin Ruo in turn. Qin Ruo advanced to the last round and faced off against a talented warrior with the title of "Ghost Talent". He was defeated by the opponent with just one move, ranking second.

Zhang Rong entered the finals as a loser. Although he was only eighth, he was an F-level loser before. In addition, the forum posts have been very popular. Who in the country doesn't know Zhang Rong's name now? The limelight is even greater than the first place this time, especially the legendary F to A level strength. How many losers regard Zhang Rong as their idol. What did he eat or what happened to him to have such a turnaround?

It would be great if there were any drugs that could stimulate useless people...

"Why didn't I think of this way to get rich? Masters and heroes also need to eat, and they can't take advantage of uncle and Zhou Nanfeng's money. Didn't you look at Leslie? If you look at me all day long, a man still has to have a career..." The more Zhang Rong thought about it, the more feasible it became. He muttered to himself in the room and asked the system, "How much does a low-level genetic modification fluid cost? Oh, that's right, a high-level one? How much is the genetic modification fluid? Why didn't I think of giving myself a bottle? Maybe the talent can be increased, and then maybe it will be a life and death battle. I am really a pig brain!"

System: [You are indeed a pig brain! And do you really want to sell genetic fluid on this planet? Although there are unlimited refills, you are too much of a fool to the system baby——]

"Baby? Are you going to laugh at me? It's better not to hang out in forums these days. There is almost a generation gap between us." Zhang Rong raised his eyebrows. "Don't be distracted. You think I'm stupid for taking out so much transformation fluid for no reason. Didn't you say you have a problem? Get a bottle first and take it to the Medical Research Institute to see if you can get a bottle of a copycat one. It will be effective. That’s it.”

[Another copycat, you’ve done it all in the zombie world! 】The system does not like this kind of imitation of his goods, but it is better than the host getting the goods from him. Although there is unlimited refills, a large amount of goods is shipped at one time, which consumes his energy, so he turns a blind eye. One eye, [Ten query points have been deducted. The low-level genetic modification fluid can be opened with six Dream Coins, and the high-level one requires ten Dream Coins. 】

Zhang Rong settled the accounts with his fingers. First, he killed the scumbag Qin Ruo, and now he has got 15 dream coins. Second, he destroyed the Zhang family and his son, which is 20 Grand Slams. Third, he became a top master. He still has two Grand Slams left, and now he has 7. , "15+20+7=..."