Wuhuang is above

Chapter 392 Group Battle!

After taking a cursory look, Zi Yuan found that many people forcibly suppressed the realm, limiting their cultivation to the half-step combined state.

That doesn't count as breaking the rules.

"I'm afraid that after this competition, there will be a large number of experts in the body-fitting state emerging from the central part of the Saha." Zi Yuan's tone was helpless and sour.

As the most honorable princess of the Osumi Imperial Family, she monopolized most of the cultivation resources of the entire imperial family, and only then did she raise her cultivation to the Void Refining Realm.

But look at those Tianjiao in the central region, they are not older than her, and many of them are even much younger than her.

Being able to improve her cultivation to such a level at such an age, and her level of solidification is much higher than hers, how can this prevent her from blaming herself and not being jealous?

"What are the rules of the game? Why is this brand needed to calculate the number of eliminations?"

Just sitting here muttering softly, Feng Qingyu's voice came from Ziyuan's ear.

"My lord, did you really not hear anything when the host announced the rules of the game just now?"

"Why should I hear it? You are enough to listen!" After speaking, Feng Qingyu glanced at the sky again.

The big Nine Dragons embossed chair is still empty, it seems that the emperor of Zhou will indeed not come.

Now that she's here, Feng Qingyu doesn't really care much about the competition, but Kongsangshan left in too much haste, so I don't know if there are any loopholes left.

After going through the scenes of her coming to the depths of Kongsang Mountain and finally leaving in her mind, Feng Qingyu regained her focus after confirming that there were no omissions left, and listened to Ziyuan explaining the rules of the competition and how to participate.

"You said the game will adopt a melee mode?" After hearing Zi Yuan's introduction, Feng Qingyu looked a little astonished.

"Yes, my lord. That's what the host said just now. All participating teams will be on the stage at the same time. Only the teams that can kill the ninth floor are eligible for the final competition."

"Uh, this rule is really too unfriendly to us. The melee mode requires more personal combat power. If you can't handle it later, you protect them and leave the stage, and I will do the rest!"

"But my lord, the final finals will calculate how many players will be eliminated by the entire team. If we leave the stage so early, you alone will have to take on all of our elimination tasks!"

"What's the matter, they're just small characters, don't worry, as long as I'm here, Dasumi will definitely have a place in the top ten!"

Finally, after glancing at the empty Nine Dragon Chair, Feng Qingyu withdrew her gaze, and then pretended to be nonchalant and glanced at the other participating teams.

When Feng Qingyu glanced at the other teams, a prying gaze also glanced at Osumi's team.

To be precise, it was Feng Qingyu who swept towards the front of the team.

Feng Qingyu acted as if she hadn't noticed the prying eyes, and she didn't make any movements except that the smile on her lips became more intense.

The distribution of number plates is coming to an end, and the second gong is also sounded.

All the staff left the competition area, and the stage was empty. Except for the host standing on the edge of the stage on the first floor, there was no one there.

"All participating teams are ready! If there are still people who fail to appear on the stage after three breaths, they will be eliminated directly!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, the figure of the host had already flown away from the stage.

The moment the host flew off the stage, all the participating teams flocked to the stage on the first floor like flying insects.

Of course, the Osumi team led by Feng Qingyu is no exception.

Under Feng Qingyu's leadership, Ziyuan and the others occupied a position on the edge of the stage as soon as they swept onto the stage.

The same goes for other teams.

The moment they got on the stage, all the teams were on guard for each other.

Special preparations are those teams that have survived the preliminary round.

These teams are all from various small countries, and their overall strength cannot be compared with those top players.

It is also because they are weak, and they are very likely to be targeted by other teams in group battles.

In order to avoid the embarrassing fate of being eliminated on the first floor, these teams gathered together in an extremely tacit understanding, forming a faint confrontation with other teams.

This temporary agreement does not require verbal communication, just an eye contact between each other is enough.

Can become the team leader, which is the brainless character?

In this upcoming arena, if they don't hold each other together, there is no possibility of winning.

The combination of these teams makes those teams who want to attack them have scruples.

They are not afraid of two or three teams uniting, but it is too troublesome for these four teams to unite in one place.

One mistake, it's a small person who can't eliminate the opponent, and the joke will be big if the opponent kills him back!

There are so many teams on the left and right stages, the hard ones can't move but the soft ones!
When there are fewer and fewer teams behind, I'm afraid they won't even let those ten teams unite!
All these darlings in the middle are human beings, and they can understand the superiority of the enemy and ourselves just by taking a rough look.

For the temporary goodwill released by the other nine teams, Feng Qingyu did not choose to refuse.

After all, it can save some energy to enter the next round, and no one wants to waste time on fighting.

The melee mode adopted in the finals, although the speed of deciding the winner is fast, it is also extremely challenging.

If the physical strength and vitality are a little weak, they will be eliminated by the opponent, and there is no hesitation at all.

Although there are many teams, the area of ​​the stage on the first floor is wide enough.

With more than 1000 people from hundreds of teams playing at the same time, the stage will not appear crowded.

All teams are ready and the gong has sounded.

The rules of the arena stipulate that, except for weapons, no other magic weapons are allowed to be used.

Even weapons are restricted to the ground level, and all weapons exceeding the ground level are prohibited from being used, which is also to avoid casualties to the greatest extent.

So when the gong sounded, the arena erupted with the melodious buzzing of weapons.

Weapons are restricted within the ground level, and the flame saber cannot be used.

Feng Qingyu searched around in the storage bag, but couldn't find a suitable weapon.

Just when she was about to turn around and ask Zuo Qing for the sword, Zi Yuan took the sword from the storage bag and handed it to Feng Qingyu.

"This saber is a relic of my father. It was just kept as a thought, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today!"

After taking the saber and weighing it twice in his hand, the corner of Feng Qingyu's mouth curled up in satisfaction: "This saber is not bad!"

When all the weapons appeared together, the prelude to the finals officially kicked off, and at this time, the teams sent by the top forces also began to form their own camps.

"Those who want to join forces with me, Daozong!"

Before the sound of the gong was finished, the high-spirited voice from the leader of Wendaozong rang out!
One stone stirred up waves, and after Wendao Sect, the leaders of several top sects including Daozhen Sect, Xuanyin Sect, and Wanshou Sect also spoke up one after another and began to contact their respective teams.

And the rest of the teams panicked when they saw the alliance of these strong teams, and they also looked for teams to join forces.

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