The real world, the Sky Eye Room.
Mr. Ji and Marshal Sun, accompanied by Assistant Zhang, arrived at the Tianyan Room.
Inside the Sky Eye Room, the judges still took turns sitting in front of the monitor, observing every scene and every move of the contestants.
"How's the competition going?" Old Ji asked with concern as soon as he came in.
Of course, it's impossible for people like Ji Lao and Marshal Sun to sit in front of the screen in the Sky Eye Room and watch the game every minute.
After all, the world in which the contestants exist and the real world are in a state of simultaneous time travel.
“The third round of matches has been going on for 11 hours,” a young referee replied.
"Really? Time really flies..." Old Ji said, "We've only been having tea for a short while, and so much time has already passed. So, how are the results for each contestant? How many have 'reached the finish line' so far?"
The young referee looked somewhat embarrassed and said, "Well... the results aren't very good. Only one contestant has successfully completed the course and reached the finish line so far..."
The young referee thought that Ji would definitely be very disappointed.
However, Elder Ji was not annoyed. Instead, he laughed and said, "Is that so? In just 11 hours, one contestant has already found the secret to breaking the illusion. That's quite impressive, hehe... So who is this person?"
The young referee said, "Mu Xun from Guigu Academy."
This name didn't surprise either Ji Lao or Marshal Sun.
Old Master Ji was silent for a moment, stroking his beard: "As expected, it's Guiguzi again..."
Sun Dashuai, standing beside him, sighed and said, "Yes... Although there aren't many students in Guigu, only two per generation, and it takes several years to see a Guigu student participate in a competition, if I remember correctly, in every National College Freshman Competition held in the past, as long as a Guigu disciple participated, they would always win the final championship."
"Not only that," Old Ji squinted and added, "but every single time, it's a landslide victory, the number one spot."
General Sun nodded slightly: "Hmm...it seems there will be no exception this year. Being able to pass this hurdle so quickly is enough to show that he is both brave and resourceful. This year's champion is a foregone conclusion again."
Mr. Ji remained silent and did not speak.
He actually had a bit of anticipation when he first saw the list of contestants for this year's competition.
Hua Lingze of the Kyoto Hua family, Bai Liao (serial number 03), Chu Men of the Confucian school, Lu Xiaoda of the Mohist school...
There is also Linna, the White Death God's successor and also an apostle, with the divine sequence number 0.
They could all become formidable competitors.
However, judging from the performance in the first three rounds, except for the second round, Lin Nai's situation was somewhat special, while Gui Gu Mu Xun's performance in all three rounds was still overwhelmingly in first place!
It's a pity... If Linna's strength could reach level 4 or above, perhaps he really could break the Guigu Academy's dominance in previous competitions.
“Speaking of which, Elder Ji,” a young referee finally couldn’t help but say, “Isn’t the difficulty of this round of the competition a bit too difficult? Although the design of this round is to solve puzzles and break illusions to leave the illusionary realm… I see that many contestants are still almost clueless! After all, the rules announced at the beginning were a speed race, and many contestants didn’t even think in that direction… At this rate, when will we have two hundred contestants passing?”
Old Ji laughed heartily: "I never thought that two hundred contestants could pass the test."
"Huh?!" the young referee exclaimed in surprise.
“In fact, being able to get through that forest and reach the town is already considered reaching the end,” Old Ji said. “I just want to see how many people can discover the secrets of this illusionary world and escape from it.”
"So that's how it is..." The young referee scratched his head.
Commander Sun cast a wry glance at Elder Ji beside him and said, "Speaking of which, Elder Ji, you're really ruthless. Making these freshmen solve such a difficult illusion. Was this illusion created by 'Red Leaf,' the dean of the Illusion Academy at Kyoto University? These freshmen probably haven't encountered many illusions in actual combat. That death illusion before was probably the first one they've ever seen in their lives! You just dumped such a difficult problem on them all at once, how are they supposed to solve it?"
Old Master Ji waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't make things difficult for them. This illusion has a back door. As long as you are careful, you can easily find it and break through. Look at Mu Xun, didn't he find the back door and come out?"
Commander Sun stared wide-eyed: "That's because he's Mu Xun! How can a disciple of Guigu be the same?!"
Old Ji rolled his eyes at him: "Alright, that's enough. This year's lineup is arguably the strongest in decades, after all. Can't I even test these kids' abilities?"
Old Ji paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, I dare say that the contestants who have already arrived in the town are all aware that they are in an illusion created by magic, not the real world."
"The problem is, how should we escape?"
"Give them some time. I believe that besides Mu Xun, there must be others who can find it."
Commander Sun crossed his arms and remained silent.
He wondered to himself, what were the chances that Fang Wuneng could get through this illusion?
"......"
Okay, that seems unlikely...
“Oh, right,” Old Ji suddenly remembered something and patted the referee’s chair: “How is Linnaeus doing? Switch to Linnaeus’s camera and show me.”
"Yes! Okay." The young referee replied and immediately began operating the keyboard to search for Linna's image.
After operating for a while, the young referee looked bewildered.
Seeing his expression, Elder Ji asked curiously, "What's wrong? Have you found the image of Linnaeus?"
“This…” The young referee frowned, then continued typing on the keyboard, switching between screens to search.
I checked it again very carefully, cutting to every single contestant's shot...
We still couldn't find it.
The young referee paused for a moment, then simply switched to using the player's ID to search.
The result was...
Unable to find the whereabouts of this player's ID!
The young referee was somewhat bewildered: "Mr. Ji...no..."
"Hmm??" Old Ji frowned. "Nothing? What do you mean?"
Young referee: "Linnae's footage... I can't find it..."
Professor Ji: "???"
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