"World Grass also has mass and energy. It's like a drop of oil left on a rainy day—it's still hard to find!" explained the handsome True God from the Dance and Song Star Region. "Only a God with absolute confidence in his own strength could charge forward without fear of a surprise attack from other True Gods. But who among the top 300 is a weakling? If the strength is average, those who evade a sneak attack have a higher chance of success than those who charge headfirst."
"You make sense. What's your name?" Wang Xiaohai walked towards the handsome true god.
"My name is Wu Kun," the man replied. "What's yours?"
"Wang Xiaohai, I hope you can make it to the knockout rounds. If I meet you, I will let you go and not fight you."
"Thank you, but I don't think you'd be able to defeat me even if you chose to fight me. I remember watching your match, and you hid until the very end," Wu Kun said. "Unfortunately, there's a time limit this time, so hiding isn't an option. If you don't score a point by the time the timer expires, you'll be tied for 300th place with those who haven't scored a point yet."
"I'll show up depending on the situation." Wang Xiaohai said with a smile, "You have to show mercy if you meet me."
"No problem, we agreed not to fight before the elimination round." The handsome god Wu Kun also said with a smile.
At the same time, many true gods from other star regions also agreed not to attack each other, and formed small teams of twos and threes.
"Okay, the space gate of the arena is open. Gods participating in the competition please enter the competitive grassland world in order of numbers!" The voice of the plane god Yan Qin sounded.
Three hundred gods were eager to fight and flew towards the space gate of the arena!
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