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

At this very moment, in the Black Wind Village viewing area, the team members were each eating sunflower seeds and enjoying He Rui's miserable state.

"Tsk, if we weren't so short on time, we should have tortured this bastard a little longer," Qin Shaoyu said, turning to look at Du Songzi. "You feel pretty satisfied too, don't you?"

Du Songzi nodded seriously: "He deserves it. Brother Ling has helped him so much in the past, and he still dares to say that Brother Ling is ungrateful and harms his teammates. This kind of person has no heart at all."

Yan Zhao suddenly asked, "What's the background of that guy named Da Yuan? I don't seem to recognize him."

"Oh, his name is Feng Yuan. He used to fight in underground boxing matches. He's very strong, but not very bright. He's a money-grubber," Du Songzi explained. "He hasn't had much presence in the team these past two years. He's not as good at currying favor with He Rui as Zhang Xin, nor as calculating and efficient as Qi Chuan. He Rui didn't like him much to begin with, but now he's probably out of options and wants to recruit him as a henchman."

"What about his skills?"

"If I remember correctly, it's a strength-enhancing type. If you encounter it again in a competition, remember to stay away from it."

Having figured things out, Yan Zhao instructed the team members around him: "This guy is a complete brute, not very bright. If you encounter him, try to outsmart him."

Everyone agreed, and then Tang Yunxi pointed at the screen and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh! Zhao Zhao, look! It's Guan Canghai from the Bad Species Team, the swordsmith's right-hand man!"

Yan Zhao turned his gaze to the big screen, his expression knowing: "It really is true, I knew the Bad Species would have to send him out."

……

Inside the game, Yi Zanglan and Ling Ye were rapidly traversing the huge maze-like arena. The two encountered four teams in succession and directly confronted all four teams.

This simple and brutal selection mechanism, in addition to testing the contestants' physical strength and combat ability, more importantly tests the teamwork between the captain and the team members.

Coincidentally, no one is more professional in this area than Yi Zanglan and Ling Ye.

Ling Ye charged forward, his metal knuckle dusters creating a powerful gust of wind as he delivered sharp, deadly punches; Yi Zanglan followed closely behind, his iron fan flipping open and closing precisely to block their retreat.

The two took turns attacking and defending, their seamless coordination and momentum like a raging storm sweeping across the wilderness. Each combined attack struck the opponent's fatal weakness, never missing its mark.

For viewers outside the scene, it was nothing short of a killing aesthetic, a visual feast.

As the fan slashed open the throat of a team member, Yi Zanglan took a step back and flicked the blood onto the maze wall.

"Come on, this door is about to open."

"Um."

Ling Ye turned around the corpse and calmly followed her.

No sooner had the two passed through the hidden door than they had walked a short distance when two male players suddenly darted out of another hidden door diagonally in front of them.

One of them rushed to the front, and the moment he saw Yi Zanglan, he swung his nine-section whip like a dragon.

Yi Zanglan nimbly dodged, wrapped her iron fan around the nine-section whip, and leaned back, pulling her opponent towards herself.

The man stumbled due to inertia and rushed to her side, eagerly trying to retract his nine-section whip. But when he looked up, he was met with her gentle, smiling eyes.

The next second, she swiftly threw a punch at her opponent's face.

"Who is this?"

"...Bad Species Team, Discheng."

"Thank you for your honesty."

Before the words were even finished, the iron fan had already been swung open completely, a sharp, cold light flashing as it aimed straight for the throat.

The opponent retreated quickly, but could not withstand her fierce offensive. At the critical moment, another person appeared from the side and delivered a powerful punch with a strong wind, striking fiercely.

Yi Zanglan remained unfazed, nimbly sidestepping the attack, while Ling Ye instantly closed in and met the punch head-on.

boom!

With a dull, almost exaggerated thud, their fists collided, and the two men retreated, protecting their respective captains.

The two sides kept a safe distance from each other before they had a chance to look each other over.

The man on the left who calls himself Discheng is a young man with collarbone-length hair. He has a slightly effeminate appearance and is the kind of delicate beauty that is somewhat androgynous.

The man on the right, who looks to be over 1.9 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is a handsome man with an iron tower-like appearance. It's hard not to recognize him; it's Guan Canghai.

"Oh, it's Mr. Guan," Yi Zanglan greeted him with a smile. "Didn't Miss Luo come along?"

"There was only one spot available for the team captain, and Xiangxiang gave it to me."

Discheng turned to look at him: "...Judging from your tone, you don't really want her to give it to you, do you?"

"Actually, no one on the team wants to play with you. It's a thankless task, and they have to listen to your nagging while acting as your shield."

"Couldn't you guys at least have a little bit of teamwork?"

"Our team lacks this awareness."

Yi Zanglan watched their infighting, then turned to Ling Ye and exchanged a glance: "I feel like we're both superfluous here, so are we going to fight or not?"

Ling Ye replied calmly, "Let's just fight and finish this quickly."

"...Please wait a moment, gentlemen." Guan Canghai stopped them sternly. "Xiangxiang has a grudge against the captain of the Dawn team. She specifically instructed me to personally kill that bastard once. I need to find him first—can the four of us save our duel for the final round?"

"I have no problem with it," Yi Zanglan readily agreed, gesturing with her hand, "Please."

But while she agreed, Discheng was not so willing. He kept staring at her with a gleaming look in his eyes.

"Old Guan, we've already run into each other, why insist on leaving it until the final round? I remember her, she might have played in the bonus match, it's a rare opportunity to give her a try."

Guan Canghai said righteously, "No, I have to prioritize the things Xiangxiang arranged. If I don't finish them, she won't let me off the hook when we get back, but do you think she'll let you off the hook?"

"..."

"Go, go quickly."

So Captain Di, who had no authority whatsoever, was dragged away by the collar. Even after they had walked quite a distance, he was still trying to look back at Yi Zanglan.

"Hey you... what's your name again? You better be ready for a fight, or you might die halfway through!"

Guan Canghai impatiently covered his mouth: "That's Captain Yi Zanglan. Even if you die, she'll have a hard time dying."

"...Damn it, who's your real captain anyway?!"

Ling Ye watched the two figures disappear into the distance, frowned, and sighed: "It's quite noisy."

"Indeed, but it's clear that the team atmosphere is pretty good," Yi Zanglan said with a smile. "Some teams always say they're not united, but actually, no one can do without the others. They're much better than those trashy teams that are all smiles on the surface but not on the inside, and who are always scheming against each other."

After she finished speaking, she glanced down at the system interface and saw that nearly two-thirds of the time had passed, and there were still eight teams surviving in the arena.

"At this rate, they're not far from the final round. Hopefully, they can be more efficient."

The Dawn team is currently ranked fourth in the South Division, while the Bad Species team is third. The two teams are evenly matched. If a winner can be determined, it will save her the trouble of taking action herself.