I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Yan Ziming tried to move his body but found he couldn't; the pressure was too intense, and he couldn't break free unless he used more advanced methods.

With this thought in mind, Yan Zimo blew out a breath.

Yes, that's right, it's like blowing out a candle, blowing a breath into the gravity halo.

Many people are probably thinking she's gone mad, but that's not true. What Yan Ziming is blowing isn't air, but an ocean current!

A blue-purple ocean current!

At first it was just a small wisp, but then, like a giant fish entering the sea, it rapidly expanded, transforming into a thunderbolt of immense force. With a single swirling motion around his body, the gravity halo that had been giving Yan Ziming a slight headache shattered, forcibly broken apart by the lightning.

Then, Thunder suddenly collapsed into the realm, causing the Thunder Realm to burst like an overblown balloon!

Unlike the force of a balloon explosion, which couldn't even lift a leaf, the eruption of the Thunder Domain was absolutely world-destroying, instantly shattering Frederick's Gravity Domain. Blue and purple light raged wildly within the arena, making the yellow light mixed in seem so insignificant.

The audience lingered, captivated. Some highly skilled individuals could discern that the energy raging wildly on the stage was already at the eighth level.

Although it was the result of two realms being shattered together, Yan Ziming's contribution accounted for the vast majority, and the power was still terrifying.

At least in terms of realm, they lacked confidence in suppressing a player of the same level in this way; the gap was too obvious.

Just how much strength does this person still have hidden?

Many people view Yan Zimo with this kind of thinking.

This guy, who seemed weak at first, only performed at around level six in the elimination rounds. Then, in the doubles match, he revealed that he was at least level seven. Now, he has further revealed his fangs, with attack methods approaching level eight. Could he be hiding even more amazing strength?

Lightning-type ability users have always been rare, and powerful ones are even rarer, but their destructive power is second to none. Yan Ziming and Mo Xin have already been listed as top targets of attention in this Civilization Cup.

At this moment, the raging energy on the arena subsided, and Yan Ziming stood spotless at the very edge of the arena, with a smooth, pristine circle surrounding her on the ground.

The reason for this is that, apart from this piece of land, the superalloy metal has been horribly destroyed, with one large crater after another appearing in the superalloy, and Frederick is slumped inside one of them.

His clothes were torn to shreds, revealing his muscular physique below. His hair was disheveled, and he looked utterly wretched, just like a beggar.

"I lost," Frederick said in somewhat broken Chinese, looking helpless.

"Why push yourself so hard and exhaust yourself like this?"

Frederick scratched his head awkwardly. He had really exhausted himself. If he were to be defeated by Yan Ziming's opponent from the first round, he would really lose face.

Yan Ziming simply nodded to him, then stood proudly on the arena, waiting for his opponent in the third round, the one who had previously been defeated by Frederick.

Soon, the man came up. He was a burly, bald man with bulging muscles, a ferocious face, and orange-red eyes that gleamed with a menacing aura.

Just by looking at him, you can tell he's not someone to mess with. Frederick won't have an easy time either, will he?

"Three, two, one!"

"I surrender."

The fierce glint in the bald man's eyes vanished instantly, and he uttered words that nearly made Yan Ziming trip over.

They actually admitted defeat outright?!

Looking at his fierce face, Yan Zimo thought he was a man who would rather die than submit, but the result was quite the opposite.

"Go for it! I believe in you. Take the number one spot!"

The bald, burly man who was walking off the stage suddenly turned around, revealing a confident smile, and gave her a thumbs up, which made Yan Ziming's face twitch.

I guess this guy just didn't want to lose too badly, so he deliberately used this show-off way to exit the game, right? Am I right?!

Yan Ziming felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind; all he could think of was "Holy crap!"

"Big sister~~"

After returning to the waiting area, Ye Qianxue was the first to rush over, wriggling in Yan Ziming's arms like a little hamster.

"Alright, that's enough with your acting cute."

Yan Ziming gently pinched Ye Qianxue's cheek and looked at Tian Tian, ​​who seemed a little nervous.

"There's still a batch ahead of you, isn't it a bit too early to be nervous now?"

"I, I, I'm not nervous at all!"

"You're even stuttering, and you say you're not nervous!" Yan Ziming said helplessly, then casually gave Tiantian a comfortable electrotherapy treatment.

The effect was fantastic. Tian Tian immediately forgot all her nervousness. Her whole body twitched slightly from Yan Ziming's electric shock, and she had no energy left to think about anything bad.

Yan Ziming said with satisfaction, "Now I'm not nervous anymore!"

"I'm so damn grateful to you!" Tian Tian rolled her eyes at her and said irritably.

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the game carefully. If you do make it to the next round, try to get as much information as possible about your opponents."

"Judging from your words, it seems like you don't have much confidence in me..." Tian Tian said, her face twitching.

"......"

To be honest, Yan Ziming didn't have much hope for her.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Victory Without a Fight

Judging from the overall situation of the competition, Tian Tian's level six strength can only be considered to be at the most basic level.

Because by the time the round-robin stage arrives, there are basically no weak players left; all the players are at level six or higher, with level six being the most common and the minimum standard.

It's really difficult to stand out from this group of people every day, and that's only possible if your opponents aren't high-level.

"Well, anyway, give me my best, don't embarrass your teacher."

Yan Ziming patted Tiantian on the shoulder encouragingly and said earnestly.

Now, the third batch of battles has begun. Every time a contestant enters the arena, the audience screams wildly, because each batch has a seeded contestant. They are the stars that everyone is watching, and they are also the opponents that Yan Ziming and her team need to pay close attention to.

Unfortunately, Qin Di was drawn into the same group as a seeded player, and it was their first match together.

However, this also indirectly confirms that the rumor that all twenty seeded players were at the seventh level is false, because the seeded player that Qin Di fought against was only at the sixth level.

Even so, he is still at the peak of the sixth rank, just one step away from breaking through to the seventh rank. Facing him every day, the probability of losing is very high.

There are no weak players who can enter the round-robin stage; among the strong, there are always stronger ones, and this is especially true for those who are selected as seeded players.

In terms of pure ability, Qin Di could be selected as a seeded player, but to become a seeded player, one must have sufficient ability and considerable fame.

For example, Mu Mu is known all over the world, so it is no surprise that she was selected as a seed player.

If an unknown person is chosen as the seeded player, even if that person is truly strong, the audience will only think it's a rigged competition, and the organizers will definitely face a united boycott.

Qin Di was not selected as a seeded player because he was not well-known and was only known in Bei'an. He relied on the reputation of his father, Qin Tianhai, rather than his own strength.

If Yan Ziming filled in her real information, she would definitely be included in the ranks of seeded players. Although she wouldn't be as world-famous as Mu Mu, she would still be somewhat well-known.

The title "High-level ability user with lightning powers" is her best form of self-promotion.

Yan Ziming instructed Tian Tian:

"Qin Di's victory is inevitable, so there's no need to pay too much attention to them. What you need to focus on every day is the sixth-tier people. Don't worry about the seventh-tier people for now; they are not opponents you can defeat with your intelligence advantage."

"Yeah, I got it."

Tian Tian nodded in agreement, agreeing with Yan Ziming's statement.

Instead of focusing her energy on opponents she can't beat, she should devote herself wholeheartedly to battles she can win. After all, the round-robin tournament only selects the top two teams based on their points ranking. As long as there aren't two seventh-tier players in her group, she still has a chance to advance.

Soon, the third round of matches ended, and Tian Tian, ​​who was taking a deep breath, suddenly opened her eyes and strode onto the ring.

However, upon seeing her opponent in the first round, Tian Tian couldn't help but cover her face.

This person is Sheng Long, the seventh-tier fighter who was brutally beaten by Mo Xin and Ye Qianxue in the last melee.

He looked at Tian Tian with a pale face. Last time, his domain was almost cleaved open by Mo Xin's hand chop, and then he was almost eliminated by Ye Qianxue's spatial collapse. He had developed an inescapable shadow over the Four Heavenly Kings.

Although the person in front of us appears to be weak, even the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings according to current information, no one can guarantee that she is hiding her strength like Yan Zimo!

Didn't Yan Zimo also pretend to be weak to deceive others, peeling away layer after layer of disguise to reveal his powerful strength and defeat his formidable opponent with lightning speed?

The other two were no pushovers either. Sheng Long even suspected that those so-called seeded players might be completely outmatched by these women, who were the real seeded players.

Now that his opponent is also one of the Four Heavenly Kings, he has no choice but to be cautious.

When Yan Ziming saw that Tiantian's opponent was actually Shenglong from before, he only frowned for a moment before relaxing.

From a strategic perspective, this is actually a good thing.

There's no need to waste significant energy on an invincible opponent. It's best to concede defeat directly and maintain peak condition to deal with the other two opponents who are already battered and bruised. There's a high probability of finishing in the top two.

The story of "Tian Ji's horse race" illustrates this principle.

Another reason why Yan Ziming is so confident is that the other two are not seeded players and their strength is only at the sixth level. As long as Tian Tian is not out of his mind, there is almost a 90% chance that he can advance to the next round.

The same thing, Shenglong thinks about every day.

Should we concede defeat to preserve our position and prepare for the next opponent?

It's not surprising that such thoughts pop into one's head every day, but it's astonishing that Shenglong would do the same.

Sheng Long glanced at his two opponents who were facing off, and then at the other three 'kings' who were watching the match. His eyes twitched slightly.

Especially Mo Xin, who has long blue-purple hair, also known as 'Yun Mo', looked at him with an extremely cold gaze, making him feel a faint chill and his hair stand on end.

If Mo Xin, sitting in the audience, knew what he was thinking, she would definitely feel very innocent. She was just looking at Tian Tian naturally and didn't look at him. Sheng Long feeling cold was purely his conjecture, a psychological effect.

Sheng Long was worried that Tian Tian might suddenly explode like Yan Ziming or Mo Xin, beat him to a pulp, leave him with injuries, and then continue to lose in the second round or tomorrow's match, thus stopping here and leaving the stage in disappointment.