In the world of machine girls, the school beauty teacher is going to heaven

Chapter 263: At the end of the third level, there are 448 people left

"Isn't it right? Are the four big beauties holding it back?"

"Hmph, you can see some clues during the tug of war of death."

"It's the red dragon of yours..."

"Turtle Breath Kung Fu!"

"This time I stud arrived."

"The odds of something happening to their team are very low, okay?"

"The key is that they didn't have trouble until the fourth round. Some teams that seemed harmonious started in the first round."

Cao Jing has practiced the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu, and both Li Shiyi and Tomorrow See Hanabi's physiques are far beyond normal people.

Holding your breath for ten minutes is not difficult.

"Hahaha, we are back too."

"Haha, let's eliminate a quarter of the people this round."

The beauty Sarina Fujii in black kimono came over, and they were missing three people.

The total number of people before the third level was 640.

When Muchen and the others returned to the rest cabin, more than a hundred people had already returned early.

Zeng Yachuan was already choking at six and a half minutes, and Ai lost consciousness in her hands at seven and a half minutes. Her last thought before her death was that she should not be enemies with Muchen and the others.

There are fewer people, and new hidden masters can be discovered.

"How soon does the dinner game start?"

To their left was Gao Yuguo's team. As expected, the members of the Bangzi team were also ruthless.

These people have begun to mock each other, especially those beautiful Chinese people who are inexplicably narcissistic.

Muchen glanced around.

The rest cheered.

"Wow."

The rest of the team came back and everyone looked up at the big screen.

<divclass="contentadv">呲呲呲——The avatars are disappearing one by one, and the number of opponents is greatly reduced.

The number of people was reported before ten minutes had passed.

They have begun to look for reliable partners, and it is also a good choice for three people to complete the level together.

[The third level is over, there are currently 448 people left]

Genuine Ji Niang No. 243, the weapons are really soft.

"Cao Jing, just look at that person. Have you observed it?"

This group of thirty people looks powerful, but in fact it is not clear how many people are wolves in sheep's clothing.

Cao Jing said nothing.

"Are your ears so pointy?" Muchen said to her.

They weren't the quickest to finish, and they certainly weren't the slowest.

The three of them had no intention of salvaging and headed upstream, but the suction cup's cable was only five meters long and could not be destroyed by conventional weapons.

The remaining rounds ended in less than an hour.

Muchen said that there will be fireworks tomorrow.

The great artist Moody No. 448 is still there.

"I didn't notice her at first. Is she from Mozhou?"

Oanna became the soul of the three of them.

Cao Jing followed Muchen's eyes and looked over.

The remaining Lanying, Mozhou, Beixiong, Meili estimated to have about 20 people each, and people from second- and third-tier countries gathered together in a small group.

"Ha ha ha ha."

[No. 11 deep-sea operation cabin, a team was killed during deep-sea operation]

The beautiful Chinese woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, No. 133, and the man in suit and sunglasses, No. 199, should be a good player.

Cao Jing was grateful to him beyond words. If he promised to win in the end and help her fulfill her wish, Cao Jing would not complain even if she died.

Ji Ruyun persisted until he lost consciousness completely after eight minutes.

The staff came up and took away the bodies of the nine people: "The deep-sea operation in the 11th cabin ended early. Please follow the teleportation matrix on the station and return to the rest cabin. Your third level of depth bomb has passed!"

"Damn it, we just came back from the seventh round, and it turns out we are the most trusted ones?"

"I have to play the dinner game."

None of Muchen's three people clicked to confirm, and there was no need for any mercy towards them.

"No, she should be from the Dafei United Tribe. She was next to me when I was changing clothes, and I saw the tattoo on her back." Li Shiyi whispered from the upper bunk.

There was no action on the four-and-a-half-minute fishing machine.

After all, there are only at most two teammates who can follow you to the end.

No. 999 Akun who danced to cheer up the level.

and also……

A total of 80 teams are divided into 16 cabins.

Gao Yu and Hong Long estimated that there were still about fifty people.

Red Dragon and Gao Yuren are more savvy.

Many familiar people are still there.

"We passed."

"As expected, there are four of you left."

At present, the largest number of people come to see Daben, probably over a hundred people.

When you return to your bed, you can take a shower while changing clothes.

Now they are in small groups, which is the basis for maintaining the remaining people in the second level.

Muchen ignored her. This woman was just here to play. She definitely had a life insurance of one billion.

"Everyone acted quickly."

The fishing machine started operating at nine and a half minutes.

At the same time, Muchen could also see who was sincere.

The most ruthless one is Cabin No. 3. Every team comes back incomplete and they are all starting to attack.

Tomorrow See Hanabi come closer.

"Are we considered kind?" Muchen said.

No need to act, everyone knows each other.

"Only those who have received the tattoo on their back are qualified."

The No. 6 Red Dragon Football Brother and the No. 115 Pinxi Selection Vice President are still holding on. They are now very haggard after kneeling down to beg for mercy during the lunch game.

"When I was changing clothes just now, Amu shouted to hurry up. Was it just to give them a chance to meet?" Cao Jing was not stupid either.

"We passed!"

All ended prematurely with more than 6 people killed.

Yamanori Ai also wants to transform into a mechanical form, but unfortunately this diving suit will interfere with the transformation.

Many people were too hungry to walk.

Cao Jing chatted with Fujii Sarina. It was less than five o'clock and they had lunch and were energetic.

"When does dinner start?"

"I can't stand it either."

At the end of the third level, there is no cabin until the tenth round.

No. 1021, a tall, beautiful man with an expressionless face, gave him a black dress, like a priest.

"What, and I'm giving you science, why do you treat my sister as an outsider?" Tomorrow See Hanabi came again and pulled Muchen to act coquettishly: "You still say that you are from the European style, sister, isn't this unqualified? Or are you saying , is there someone to supervise and let go?"

No. 1499 is a white-haired woman with brownish-dark skin and unusually sexy and wild hips. Her eyes are as golden as two electric balls.

No. 1085, a Mozhou woman with a cool aura and braids.

"Pfft--" Tomorrow saw the fireworks. How could you say it directly in front of her face? They were less than half a meter away: "Oh, Amu, my sister likes you so much, why did you say that?"

They are divided into three groups with obvious conflicts. Although they are flattering and polite on the surface, they have their own little plans secretly.

No. 889, a tall and handsome man with sharp eyes, should be on the same level as Cao Jing in terms of personal strength.

[Nine people were killed in the No. 11 deep-sea operation cabin, and seabed operations ended early]

"Brother Akun, come and be a supporter."

Kill Matt Huangmao No. 714.

"Yes, but it's true as you said, Yamanori Ai has been acting from the beginning." Li Shiyi said beside her.

"Pretty much. Be careful with this woman."

The deep-sea anchor launched Zeng Yachuan and the others into the sea.

Akun's team came back in the fourth round, proving that there were two teams attacking them in the third round.

She glanced at Li Shiyi deliberately.

It was as if she was telling Muchen that she knew everything.

"Qualified is very qualified, but I'm afraid some people have bad taste in their stomachs. Are you right? The beauty of the ninth generation S-class combat armored vehicle."