Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

After two 2v2 warm-up matches, the current standings in the South Division are as follows: first place goes to Langtaosha, second place to Heifengzhai, third place to Buliangshouwu, fourth place to Poxiao, and fifth place to Lieshikong.

In addition, there is the Spring Water Team, which is currently ranked twelfth.

The system indicates that the next round is the Captains' Match, where each captain selects a teammate to accompany them in battle. There are 30 teams with a total of 60 players, and the match is a three-hour battle royale within a designated area, during which all skills, weapons, and items are sealed.

The reward points are calculated based on the final survival ranking, and the top three teams will have the right to select players for the next two consecutive matches without having to accept random selection by the system.

After hearing the introduction, Yi Zanglan's eyes lit up. She crushed the beer can in her hand, and a cruel yet slightly playful smile appeared on her lips.

She rarely showed such an expression, like a wild beast that had been lying in wait for a long time, finally getting the chance to unleash its fury.

She said, "Ling Ye, come with me. Try your best not to let He Rui fall into the hands of others."

The basic rule of team battles is that deaths are not counted, which means that He Rui cannot be truly killed on the field.

But it doesn't matter, the team battles are long and it won't affect her in the game. Let him experience the pain of death a few more times.

Ling Ye naturally understood her thoughts. He didn't say anything, but just smiled and responded softly.

"it is good."

"Shall we have a drink?" Adhering to the principle of putting Yi Zanglan's preferences first, Wu Ying took the initiative to suggest, "To the captain and the wild king, may this expedition be victorious."

"Of course, of course!"

So everyone raised their glasses, full of heroic spirit, and drank them all in one gulp.

Afterwards, Tang Yunxi took out sports tape from the suitcase and, together with Yan Zhao, began to wrap Yi Zanglan's fingers and wrist joints.

"Let's wrap it up a few more times. This time it's still about sealing skills and weapons. Maybe they'll force everyone to rely entirely on their fists. Protect as many as you can; there are quite a few people, so we need to improve our own survivability!"

Yi Zanglan still held a wine glass in her left hand. She sighed, "Without the two of you, who would treat me like an antique or porcelain piece?"

"Even if you're made of Tianshan Xuan Iron, you still need to take care of yourself." Yan Zhao looked up at her. "Later, go into the bureau and lie low for a while. Let the other teams compete for it. Don't rush to go crazy."

"Tell him that," Yi Zanglan pointed at Ling Ye. "He's even less patient than I am."

"...You two shouldn't compare yourselves."

Ten minutes later, the lights on top of the black gate came on, and Yi Zanglan and Ling Ye walked into the arena side by side, watched by all the members.

On the big screen, the captain's full-body poster was dazzling and clear, and a declaration of war was slowly appearing in gold font.

—Above the clouds and mountains, I ride the wind.

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Each team spawns in a room with four white walls. Long tables are placed along the walls, and various weapons are neatly arranged on the tables for players to choose from.

"Oh, so they're not letting us use our own weapons because they're prepared for us."

Since there was a ten-minute preparation time before the battle, Yi Zanglan was not in a hurry. She carefully selected the items, and after a while, she turned to Ling Ye with great interest and asked him.

Which one do you like?

"I've made my choice."

Ling Ye stretched out his hand to show Yi Zanglan, revealing a pair of fine steel knuckle dusters on his joints. The striking surfaces of the knuckles had sharp, cone-shaped protrusions that reflected a chilling light under the lamp.

This is purely a melee auxiliary weapon, but it is extremely destructive, designed to kill the opponent with a single punch.

Yi Zanglan nodded knowingly. She knew he was extremely skilled in close combat. Compared to him, a warrior with high attack and defense would have his ruthlessness limited by using a horizontal sword.

"It suits you." After saying that, she pondered for a moment, "What should I choose?"

"Unfortunately, there are no sickles here."

"Then let's choose something different, something flexible and tricky."

Yi Zanglan pushed aside the swords and knives in front of him, and instead picked up an iron fan, casually weighing it in his palm.

The iron fan was entirely black with silver carvings, about two inches longer than an ordinary folding fan, with sturdy ribs and a considerable weight.

With a flick of her wrist, she flung the entire iron fan away, revealing that the fan surface was covered with a metal mesh, and the fan edge was beveled and sharpened, thin and razor-sharp.

Its advantage lies in its ability to chop and slice, functioning as both a stick and a knife.

"Let's choose this one."

Ling Ye examined him carefully: "I've never seen you use a fan before."

"I used it a long time ago," Yi Zanglan replied. "Back when I was on a mission in Raven, I needed to disguise myself and infiltrate the local youth priests' procession, so I replaced my cloth fan with an iron fan to facilitate assassination."

"Did it work?"

"Of course, I have never failed."

Whenever she said such things casually, it always carried a hint of calm arrogance. Ling Ye stared at her, silent for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.

Indeed, whether in the past or present, she has never suffered a defeat in her life.

Therefore, helping her win this match, or countless matches in the future, is also his mission.

He is ready.

At that moment, the bell rang, the room door opened, and the countdown on the system interface began to refresh.

Before them lay a colorful maze that stretched as far as the eye could see. The maze was intricate and complex, with towering walls and hidden doors that opened intermittently at intervals. Players could use these hidden doors to hide or pursue their prey.

"Interesting." Yi Zanglan seemed quite satisfied with the setup for this match. She looked at Ling Ye and calmly instructed him, "Stay close to me and try not to separate. We need to ensure an absolute chance of victory."

"clear."

Ling Ye followed in her footsteps and hurried away. The two figures, one in front of the other, soon disappeared around the corner of the maze.

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As the captain of the Spring Water team, Ouyang Yu knew in his heart that no one, whether on or off the field, had any hope for this team.

She took over the team from a jade player who was determined to go into the game to kill someone and was prepared not to come back alive.

And indeed, the other party never returned.

Some of the team's original members left, and she later recruited new members with her own abilities, but the team has always lacked offensive talent, its weaknesses are obvious, and it is not very strong.

In this team competition, Chunshui team barely passed the system's review. She wasn't aiming for a ranking; she just hoped to gain experience, strengthen team cohesion, and hone everyone's skills. If she was lucky, she would be even better off bringing back some rare rewards.

"Zhenghao, let's stick to our original tactics, focusing on dodging and maneuvering, and avoid engaging in combat unless absolutely necessary."

The teammate who assisted her this time was named Yang Zhenghao. As his name suggests, he was a tall and strong man with a kind and honest appearance and temperament. He was one of the few combat players that could be selected in the team and could barely hold his own in this battle royale format where skills were sealed.

"Understood, Captain." Yang Zhenghao replied seriously, "We'll avoid them if we can, and if we really can't avoid them, I'm not afraid to fight them to the death. We probably have no chance of getting into the top three, but we might be able to try for the top ten, since the higher the ranking, the more points you get."

"Okay, let's work hard together."

However, Ouyang Yu never expected that her luck would be this bad.

She had just avoided two groups and was trying to go somewhere else through the secret door when, just as she stepped through the door, she suddenly saw a dark shadow flash past in front of her.

The next second, Ling Ye moved with lightning speed and stood in front of the two of them with a cold and imposing aura.

The force of the punch came whistling in.