Fang Yu gradually ford a plan in his heart, but just thinking about those old Eight Thousand Blood guys made him scowl.
If those old guys were dead set on killing him, he feared his health bar would hit zero before he could even jump off the cliff.
"...Do you really think so little of Zuo Caicai?"
Ling Huxiang asked with a strange expression.
"Just as a precaution. By the way, do you have any escape thods?"
"...Does running fast count?"
Fang Yu was speechless. Could you outrun those old guys? You couldn't even escape Zuo Caicai's pursuit!
"Tianyuan Town, Zuo Family, Zuo Caicai."
"He Ye City, Ye Family, Ye Deyao."
Up ahead, people from both sides began to announce their affiliations.
Lv Yuanhua of the Lv Family, a few other old guys, and everyone else served as witnesses and judges on the side.
This qualification battle was divided into two phases.
The first phase had each side sending out five people for duels—wins and losses were less important than attrition, a contest of team depth.
Fang Yu didn't know how the weak Black Tiger Gang managed to get through the first phase.
But he figured they probably hadn't realized that the Black Tiger Gang had sent five players from the Xuan family, who happily collected their paychecks and imdiately threw the match, thereby skipping the first phase entirely.
The second phase was a king-to-king duel where both teams could fully participate, but the outco mainly depended on the leaders on both sides.
The results from the first phase would also influence the king-to-king aspect of the second phase.
When top experts are evenly matched, having a few capable sub-experts around can tip the scales towards victory.
No wonder Fatty Jin and the others ford an alliance of five forces—they seed to understand the rules from above.
After all, Red Mountain wasn't their territory; Fang Yu and the others had no clue about the local customs, let alone this kind of detail.
"First battle, Jin Santong, you're up."
Zuo Caicai said in a deep voice.
The result of the first battle is very important; it directly impacts the team's montum.
So Zuo Caicai chose to start with Jin Santong, a forr prodigy with a full history of victories.
On the surface, this Jin Santong indeed appeared to be the top pillar of their team, right under Zuo Caicai.
Of course, just ahead of Fang Yu.
Fang Yu felt that if he went all out, surpassing Fatty Jin in combat power wouldn't be difficult. Whether he could defeat Zuo Caicai was another question.
"Bai Fang City, Jin Santong."
Fatty Jin stepped forward, stood in the center of the round platform, and respectfully greeted his opponent.
"He Ye City, Ye Dian."
[Ye Dian: 5801/5801.]
Jin Santong's opponent was relatively silent, but his raw strength was a full 300 health points higher than his.
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
"War! War! War!"
For so reason, the atmosphere team started chanting.
As Lv Yuanhua shouted to begin, the battle officially comnced!
Almost simultaneously, both sides rushed at each other with extrely fast movent techniques, clashing in an instant.
With a bang, Jin Santong's chubby figure was knocked backward, rolling several tis on the ground, looking rather disheveled.
However, Ye Dian still maintained his punching posture, though his clenched right fist was trembling slightly.
"Good punch."
-162!
This was how much health Jin Santong lost.
"Good block."
Ye Dian hid his clenched right hand behind his back, extending his left hand.
-10.
It seed like there was a swap of attacks and defenses; this Fatty Jin indeed had so skill!
Imdiately, the two clashed again, engaging in a close-range, dizzyingly fast-paced battle mode.
Their health bars quickly decreased; Fatty Jin seed to have rekindled his fighting spirit and beca more excited, even letting out a hearty laugh in the midst of battle.
After being knocked back by a blow, in less than half a second, he t with the Ye Family's expert again.
"Great! Again!!"
Fang Yu also beca interested in this battle, carefully observing...
...
Tianyuan Town, Gift City Mansion.
"Master, Lord Shidao is urging you to gather over there."
The words from the servant at the door made Li Pincheng's hand tremble fiercely.
Why... Why can't I win! Why wasn't I successful!
Bam!!
Li Pincheng heavily pounded his blood-stained desk.
The blow also caused the female corpse with a hollowed-out abdon to shake on the table.
And there were ten such corpses lined up in front of Li Pincheng's table.
"It shouldn't be like this... It shouldn't be like this!! The Bloodline Spirit I've studied shouldn't be this weak!"
"Where did it go wrong... Is it the purity? The bloodline?" With frenzied whispers, he touched the female corpse on the table with his bloodied hands, his tone increasingly insane.
"Is it the compatibility? The emotions? The soul? The body's strength?"
"What exactly... what exactly!!!"
"Why... can't I see the path ahead..."
Li Pincheng slowly clenched his fist.
He was defeated.
He lost completely in the Li Family's trial.
Decades of research, only to end up like this—he could not accept it.
If one Bloodline Spirit wasn't enough, he'd use two; if two weren't enough, he'd use three!
In that battle, he personally absorbed ten children, controlling ten Bloodline Spirits within himself.
Then, everything spiraled out of control.
Blood gushed from all over his body, and the power of the Bloodline Spirit disappeared without a trace, defeated swiftly by the opponent.
But relying on just one Bloodline Spirit wasn't enough to defeat Lord Shidao.
The strength was too weak!
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