In the afternoon, the second section of illusion cracking was officially launched.
Only the first fifty people who break through the illusion and escape from it can advance.
This means that out of a total of 250 contestants, only one in five can successfully enter the third section, with a 20% chance of advancement.
Of these 250 people, the number of people represented by each college varied. Minhua College had the largest number of people, totaling over 70. Next was Jialan College, with over 60. The rest came from Muqing College, Hongpeng College, and Shuixiu College, each with between 30 and 40 people.
In order to ensure fairness and justice, the illusions every year are jointly created by the heads of the sects affiliated with the five major academies, and this year is no exception.
As the leaders of various sects gathered and formed their battle array, a huge spiritual gate suddenly appeared.
"I declare that this environmental cracking has officially begun!"
As soon as the referee finished speaking, all the participating students rushed into the spiritual gate impatiently.
In this phase, the students who entered first had a certain advantage. They would take the opportunity to team up and knock out a few lone students, making them lose their fighting power and automatically be eliminated, thus greatly increasing their chances of advancing.
In order to avoid such situations, most students from the same college will act in groups, and Galan College is no exception.
"Junior Sister, this is your first time entering the illusion. Remember to follow me and your Senior Brother Mo closely!"
As one of the only three students from Yunju Peak who advanced among the students of Galan, Qiu Gao explained everything to Sophie in detail.
"That's right, Junior Sister, you must follow closely~~~~~~"
As soon as Mo Ce finished speaking, the surging crowd pushed them away.
The thin Sophie was like a duckweed drifting with the current, pushed forward automatically by the crowd.
That’s great, I don’t even have to move my feet.
Sophie was feeling happy and relaxed when Ling Yixiong's voice transmission technique reached her ears.
"Yan'er, your father is waiting here for your good news."
Hearing the voice, Sophie raised her head and grinned at Ling Yixiong who was standing in formation on the red stage not far away.
His father's little Yan'er has finally grown up!
Ling Yixiong felt relieved when he saw her sweet smile. His tearful eyes watched the thin figure moving forward, unwilling to move even an inch.
Suddenly, with a "bang", Sophie fell flat on her face.
Ling Yixiong's heart was instantly gripped.
"Master Ling, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Now Master Ling needs to put aside all distractions and work together to form a battle array!"
Murong Jie, the head of Muqing Academy, reminded Ling Yixiong that he was shouldering a heavy responsibility and quickly concentrated on forming the battle array.
If there is any mistake in the formation process, not only Yan'er, but all the participating students will never come back!
"Humph, I thought the person who could defeat my brother in a spiritual power contest must be very strong. Now it seems that it was just luck. Since you are a fool with no spiritual power, you should have some self-awareness. If you still want to rely on your good luck to escape from this confusing illusion, it is simply a foolish dream!"
The one who spoke was Li Dazhuang's sister, Li Xiaomei.
She was unwilling to accept her brother's defeat at the hands of the rumored idiot, so she teamed up with people from Minhua College to give her a warning at the beginning of the game.
"Alright, Junior Sister Xiaomei, there's no need to bother with Ling Yan, a powerless fool. Don't forget our real goal. It's better to hurry and enter the illusion."
The tall man interrupted Li Xiaomei's lengthy speech.
"Senior Brother Shangshan is right."
Li Xiaomei said no more. She glared at Sophie fiercely and left with the group.
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