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[Mandatory Notice to the Entire Battalion!]

[The Spark of Succession Battle Begins Ahead of Schedule!]

The sounds of impending battle drowned out the camp alarms.

In the central square, the returning students all looked up at the same time.

Chu Tiange gripped the hilt of the knife.

"Advance?"

The adjutant glanced at the star ring.

"The list has been updated."

"Returning students meet the activation requirements."

Chu Tiange turned to look at the square.

There were still newborns lying around, while treatment suspension beds shuttled back and forth.

Some people who were receiving recovery medication immediately pulled out the IV after hearing the announcement.

Ten minutes later.

Central Plaza.

Returning students stand on the left, and new students line up on the right.

The two sides are clearly distinct.

The veteran had just finished a month-long mission to outer space; his armor was damaged and his weapons were stained with blood.

Even though they had concealed their aura, a sense of oppression still emanated from the group.

Let's look at the new students.

Yin Kui stood in the first row, his legs trembling slightly.

Craig's face was pale, and his right hand was still cramping.

Lone Star was in slightly better condition, but he was still supported by the heavy black ruler.

What happened next was even more outrageous.

Two people support one, three people help a row.

If you didn't know better, you'd think they were transferring wounded soldiers here.

An older student glanced at them.

"Why would a freshman like this participate?"

Dozens of eyes immediately swept over from the group of new students.

Unfortunately, the momentum didn't last more than three seconds.

thump!

One person in the front row fell down, and three more fell down behind them.

The older students stopped laughing.

They began to seriously consider a problem.

Can I apply to not bring any new students to this succession battle?

boom!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the high platform.

Yan Zhan appeared before everyone.

"quiet."

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Yan Zhan raised his hand.

A 3D projection appeared above the square.

In the center of the projection, a dark red crack slowly opened.

Inside the rift, shattered land floats, and numerous star beasts move among the ruins, with some areas still collapsing.

"The Spark Inheritance Battle will begin half a month earlier than planned."

There are two reasons.

"First, all returning students who went abroad have returned."

"Secondly, the Star Abyss Secret Realm will officially open in twenty-two days."

The fierce battle swept over everyone.

"This inheritance battle will not have a fighting ring."

"No one-on-one duels will be held."

"You will enter a miniature star abyss rift to complete an extreme survival training exercise."

Several freshmen's expressions changed slightly.

Someone immediately asked, "A real spatial rift?"

"Manually extracted, with rules similar to those of the Star Abyss Secret Realm."

Yan Zhan raised two fingers and slowly began to speak.

"First, consciousness projection enters."

"That is to say, they will not actually die."

The new students immediately relaxed.

If you won't die, then there's nothing to be afraid of.

Yan Zhan looked at the freshmen with a sense of relief, then poured cold water on their hopes.

"Secondly, the pain feedback is 200%."

The square fell silent instantly.

Yin Kui raised his head.

"So, the empathy has doubled?"

Yan Zhan glanced at him.

"That's right!"

"You can feel the entire process of pain, and it's doubled."

The scale on Yin Kui's forehead, which had just regained its luster, immediately dimmed by half.

Yan Zhan raised his hand and gestured, and the rules appeared on both sides of the projection.

Five people per team.

"Each team must include both returning and new students."

"Before entering the rift, the senior students' cultivation level will be suppressed to the highest level of the new students in the team, while the new students have no such requirement."

"The final ranking will be based on a comprehensive evaluation of survival time, number of star beasts killed, and mission completion rate."

An old student at the Sovereign Realm frowned.

"If the new students are only at the sixth level of the Cosmic Realm, do we have to suppress them to the sixth level as well?"

"right."

"What about the physical body?"

"reserve."

"Origin and Domain?"

No restrictions.

The harsh voice was calm.

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it.

The images projected on the screen changed rapidly.

As soon as a simulated squad landed, dozens of tentacles covered in bone spurs shot out from the ground.

The team was dragged underground before they could even form a battle formation.

The screen then went black.

Survival time: eleven seconds.

[Number of kills: 0.]

[Review: The ingredients are very fresh and moist.]

The crowd fell silent.

Some people looked at the last line of comments.

"Who wrote this?"

Yan Zhan remained expressionless.

"Generated automatically by the system."

"If you have any objections, go in and talk to it."

No one spoke again.

Yan Zhan glanced at the time.

"Team formation time limit: ten minutes."

"start."

The voice just fell.

The group of senior students dispersed instantly.

They didn't fight or waste time; everyone's goal was clear.

Qi and blood are abundant.

That's a high level of understanding.

Several freshmen who were in relatively good condition were immediately surrounded.

Seven senior students stood beside the lone star.

Although his cultivation level was only at the ninth level of the Universe Realm, his physical body was strong and his combat experience was not weak.

It becomes even more valuable after being suppressed by the realm.

the other side.

Yin Kui straightened his chest and tried to stop his legs from trembling.

Two senior students walked past him.

One of them paused for a moment.

Yin Kui's eyes lit up.

"The Silverscale Clan has strong defense and can withstand attacks."

The senior student nodded and then pointed to the freshmen behind him.

"You, come out."

Yin Kui's expression froze.

The selection process for returning students is very fast.

The number of new students remaining is dwindling.

Most of them are people with severe deficiency of qi and blood, or those with a low level of spiritual attainment.

The older students looked at them with increasing disdain.

Chu Tiange, however, remained motionless.

He stood at the front of the line, his gaze passing over the crowd and landing on the edge of the square.

Lin Feng has just arrived.

He changed into a black combat suit, completely concealing his presence.

There was no oppressive aura around, nor could one sense any fluctuations of the source.

But the crowd still made way for him from the direction he came from.

Mad Shark glanced at Lin Feng, gripped his battle sword tightly, and remained silent.

Chu Tiange strode forward.

The conversations in the square gradually subsided.

Several senior students who were scrambling for people also stopped what they were doing.

All eyes followed Chu Tiange.

First Fleet, First Squad.

The senior student team ranked first overall.

Captain Chu Tiange, third level of the Sovereign Realm.

The adjutant and two regular members were also all powerful experts at the Dominator Realm.

Everyone in the camp knew what the fifth position meant.

As long as you are chosen by Chu Tiange, even if you are in a bad state, you will most likely win first place in the inheritance battle.

Chu Tiange stopped in front of Lin Feng.

"Did you hear the rules?"

"I heard you."

"Are you still short of teams?"

"Um."

Chu Tiange nodded, without beating around the bush.

"The first squad is one person short."

"Come in."

The senior students' line fell silent.

The freshmen all looked at Lin Feng.

Mad Shark's expression changed repeatedly.

Chu Tiange's offer of six Dominator-level star cores was already outrageous enough.

Now even the last spot in the first squad has been given directly to Lin Feng.

This was Chu Tiange acknowledging in front of the entire battalion that Lin Feng was qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Yan Zhan stood on the high platform, remaining silent.

He also wanted to know how Lin Feng would choose.

Chu Tiange continued, "The first squad has extensive experience in surviving rifts."

"We have a partial understanding of the map, the habits of the star beasts, and the resource nodes."

"You're in charge of fighting the enemy head-on."

"Leave command and supplies to me."

"First place is not difficult."

The conditions were fine, and their attitude was sincere enough.

No freshman would have a reason to refuse.

But he is Raymond Lam!

Lin Feng thought for a moment and then spoke.

"No."

Chu Tiange's brow twitched.

Why?

Lin Feng glanced at the projection of the crack in the air.

"Teaming with you definitely makes it easier to get first place."

He looked away.

"But I can get it faster by myself!"

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