The latter’s expression was sowhat ugly, followed by a slight shake of the head.
"If there are demons, they would probably only dare to get on the first or second stage, win a few matches, and not cause trouble on the third stage."
Fang Yu was puzzled.
"Why?"
"It’s simple, the third stage is a fight to the death. A demon’s strength in human skin is far inferior to its demon form. If they dare to make a move on the third stage, it’s easy to slip up, and if they slip up just once, they will be exposed as a demon and there will be no chance to live."
Hei Ao continued to add: "Therefore, under this condition, they only dare to show off a bit on the first and second stages with restrictions. So don’t worry, the competition on the stage shouldn’t be disrupted by the demons, at most after the stage battles are over, so demons might follow us and launch an attack. This is also one of the purposes of us wearing masks, to be able to remove our masks and blend into the crowd to escape when being followed."
Although initially it was aid at malevolent martial artists from outside, now knowing the possibility of demon attacks, it can also serve as preemptive protection.
Hei Ao silently praised himself for his cleverness, unfortunately the two beside him had no interest in complinting him.
Fang Yu thought for a mont and hesitated: "Do you think, those demons mingling among us, could they be in cahoots with the organizers..."
"Impossible!"
"They probably won’t be."
Before Fang Yu could finish, both of them directly interrupted.
Zuo Lv was better, using the word "probably".
But Hei Ao’s answer was absolutely resolute, full of conviction.
Fang Yu looked towards him.
"Why is it impossible?"
"It’s a hassle to explain in detail, in any case, you’re overthinking it. Even if there are demons, they won’t be their people."
Seeing that Hei Ao did not want to explain, Fang Yu turned to look at Zuo Lv.
The latter gave a wry smile.
"The cultivation technique of their sect is a bit special. Generally speaking, if demons eat them, it’s as if they’ve swallowed poison."
That harsh?
Fang Yu’s face revealed surprise.
"There are many strange cultivation techniques out there, don’t be too surprised. If you’re curious, I’ll take you with when I go out to venture in the future." Zuo Lv said with a wink.
Good grief, still planning to drag along as labor when out and about?
No way, I plan to stay in Tianyuan Town until my Divine Skill is greatly developed before venturing out!
Fang Yu ignored Zuo Lv, since both of them thought that the issue of demons infiltrating the team was not serious, and had nothing to do with the organizers behind it, Fang Yu also let it go.
Thud!!
At that mont, the drumming sound from the first stage echoed once again.
Followed by a round of loud cheers.
"It should be the end of a round." Zuo Lv said.
"That was fast." Hei Ao said indifferently.
"Shall I take a look?"
Fang Yu was curious, looking at the two of them.
"Up to you."
Waving his hand, Fang Yu turned and walked away.
Walking forward, he saw that most martial artists were staying near the second stage.
So were warming up on the spot, taking out swords and sticks to practice slowly, although the moves were not discernible, the quick and continuous execution suggested that each was performing deadly techniques.
After scanning the scene, Fang Yu ca to the much quieter first stage.
A youth covered in wounds, nearly exhausted, had just co down from the stage.
Fang Yu recognized the person.
[Chun Junhao: 12/256.]
It turned out to be one of the guys who was checking badges at the entrance.
Good heavens, his HP is close to the 300 HP threshold of Grass-Level Martial Artists, and he barely won the first round?
Is the pressure of the 100-man battle that great??
Fang Yu’s interest was piqued all at once.
Although this was just the Flower-Level stage.
But the rule of battling in groups of a hundred was still understandable, and it seed to have so reference value.
Although Fang Yu did not think that he would be eliminated in the 100-man battle stage, it’s always good to familiarize himself with the rules.
In case he encountered a formidable opponent, he could beco familiar with their moves in advance, to avoid being caught off guard during the life-and-death fights at the third stage.
Since the first stage wasn’t very popular, it was easy to find a spot to watch.
Fang Yu found a spot with the best angle and clear view, and took his seat.
Thud!
The sound of drumming resonated, and suddenly a group of people around sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain, jumping onto the stage.
Bang bang.
More than a dozen people were repelled as if hitting a wall, falling down with cries of pain. It turned out that the stage was full and an almost invisible barrier had ford.
Similar to the sonic barrier of the Silence Demon, but it’s only the shape that’s similar, the function is completely different.
Fang Yu suppressed the curiosity in his heart to go up and touch it, planning to wait until after watching this round of competition to explore it.
Thud!
With the sound of the drum, all those still on the stage imdiately drew their swords and started fighting against their nearest opponents.
Suddenly, the scene was a ss, like a marketplace, with shouts and cries of killing filling the air.
But the difference in strength between them was not small.
Soon, those with weaker strength, with less than 100 health, couldn’t hold on anymore, they either surrendered or were knocked unconscious.
The rest, unbothered by these losers, continued their chaotic fights.
But as Hei Ao said, for Flower Rank Martial Artists, their moves are limited; the sa maneuvers back and forth, with diocre power, extrely slow attack speeds, quite irritating to watch.
Fortunately, in just a short while, more than half were eliminated.
So left the stage themselves, others were kicked off.
There were also those pretending to play dead and trying to be Lao Liu, but they too were kicked off, jumping up and down in regret.
This made Fang Yu feel a bit amused.
However, he could see the health bars, so this kind of deceitful tactic surely wouldn’t work on him.
At that point, more than twenty people had been eliminated, leaving only those Martial Artists with around 200 health on the stage.
One of them wielding a long sword was particularly conspicuous, being attacked by five or six people.
That’s because he was too high-profile before, prompting everyone to decide to eliminate him first before dealing with each other.
Even on a Flower Rank stage, the scheming was not to be underestimated.
With a few sharp swords at his neck, he had no choice but to concede defeat.
But those five or six, as if they had tasted sweetness, exchanged a look and continued to team up, cooperating to sweep through other contestants.
This familiar scene, isn’t it just malicious teaming up!
Good fellows, so you native NPCs also know how to play this trick.
Fang Yu had been maliciously tead upon by other players in other gas before, so he rembered it well.
Unexpected to see, now the computer AI has also learned this trick. Truly, the world has gone downhill.
Survivors also seed to have noticed the malicious alliance of five, tacitly stopping their offense, drawing distance, and forming a standoff.
Suddenly, soone hid a sneak attack, throwing a dart, others sward to attack — the survivors had spontaneously ford the Survivors’ Alliance!
Good fellows, so many tricks.
At this point, it no longer looked like a battle royale, but a confrontation between two forces.
After a bout of fighting, only three were left standing.
One more fight, only one remained.
Others were either unconscious or had surrendered.
Congratulations to the lucky one who had narrowly won with just 15 health remaining.
After witnessing the whole process, Fang Yu suddenly understood a bit more why Chun Junhao’s battle was so tragic.
It really wasn’t easy.
A hundred-man battle is quite troubleso.
The drum sounded again, marking the beginning of the third round of the hundred-man match.
But a closer look revealed there were only about ninety people.
The number for the Flower Rank stage was not enough; indeed, as Hei Ao and the others had guessed, the Flower Rank stage was just for show, and should end after three or four rounds.
Since he had already seen one round from start to finish, Fang Yu did not pay as much attention the second ti, simply observing the follow-up process.
The three winners of the hundred-man battles, after taking dicine and ditating to replenish their Qi-Blood and resting until they recovered, began their one-on-one duels.
It must be said, those who could fight their way out of a hundred-man battle indeed had true strength; their exchanges and exhibitions of skill followed by rapid clashes, the swords flickering, swiftly determining the winner.
Chun Junhao won.
Then ca the next match, against the third round hundred-man battle winner.
Whether due to lack of stamina or strength, Chun Junhao lost by a few moves, bowing out in regret, nearly singing ’It’s a pity it’s not you, accompanying to the end’ as background music.
Yu Xinsi thought, those players who love organizing entertainnt activities should enjoy this kind of event the most. Writing about it on the forum would attract a lot of traffic.
But on second thought, the threshold to get in here was not low; ordinary players didn’t have the ans to enter, naturally, they couldn’t witness such a spectacular match.
Thud!!
Just then, the drum sound from the second stage rang out.
Fang Yu knew that his stage match was about to start.
He stood up, left his place, and headed out.
But faintly, he overheard soone talking.
"That’s so thrilling! Much more exciting than any period drama... I should get my sister into this ga."
It appeared that besides himself, there was indeed another player present at this Bonfire Gathering.
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