Chapter 43 - Another victory
The five people from Guixu Sect are like a sophisticated and deadly war machine, advancing steadily in the primitive jungle full of dangers!
Luo Hongyi's poisonous domain is a barrier and a trap.
Su Tang’s insights are a guiding beacon.
The brute force of the Iron Ox is the giant axe that clears the way.
The white deer and rabbit are flexible shield and spear.
Xie Zhao's talismans are invisible shackles and the source of chaos.
Chu Linyuan's Frost Silence is a silent beheading blade in the darkness!
Wherever they passed, poisonous fog filled the air, vines danced wildly, huge trees felled, and powerful enemies fell silently! In the chaotic and bloody jungle battlefield, they plowed a "safe passage" filled with the breath of death!
There were monks who were constantly being poisoned, knocked away, swallowed, controlled by talismans, or hit in the vitals by the elusive scabbard, and they screamed and retreated silently from the battlefield!
On the giant screen of Battle Platform C, the jungle scene was divided into countless perspectives. The area where the Guixu Sect's five members were located was undoubtedly the focal point of the focal point!
"Oh my God! Such coordination! Such control! Is the Guixu Sect cheating?" A casual cultivator exclaimed in surprise.
"See! That poison! Those vines! That miasma! This cook has turned the entire jungle into her poison cauldron!"
"Is that big guy a ferocious beast in human form? Can he break ancient trees and rip vines at will?"
"That rabbit! It even swallowed a poison dart frog! Is its stomach a dimensional bag?!"
"The most outrageous thing is that talisman cultivator! He hits wherever he points! Doesn't he need time to draw the talismans? And that ice lump... I couldn't even see how he attacked even with my video stone slowed down ten times! His opponent fell!"
The "T-shaped end" area was completely boiling! The Iron Man from Baiduan Valley was so excited that he wanted to rush in and smash it with his hammer.
Liu Qingyi and the disciples of Medicine King Valley stared intently at the effects of every poison technique unleashed by Luo Hongyi on the screen, rapidly recording and analyzing them as if on a pilgrimage. The cultivators from other smaller sects were even more excited, dancing with joy. The Guixu Sect's strong performance made them feel incredibly proud!
The hatch of Tianjian Sect was still tightly closed, but behind the glazed window, Ling Xiao's face was even paler and more distorted. He stared at Chu Linyuan's ghostly figure and Xie Zhao's calm smile on the screen, his teeth chattering, and the jade pendant in his hand was almost crushed by him!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, sooner or later I will make you pay the price..."
The elders beside him turned pale as they looked at the Guixu Sect's efficient killing. "What an unorthodox way! Ultimately, it's not worthy of being called a noble one!"
"Playing with poisons is against the will of heaven! Sooner or later, there will be backlash!" Fairy Danxia spoke, but in front of the terrifying control ability of Guixu Sect, she seemed pale and powerless.
"Perfect...perfect fighting instinct! Extremely precise control of power! And that murderous aura...he can actually blend into the environment and use it to his advantage!"
Venerable Lieyang murmured in admiration, as if admiring a priceless treasure, "Notify everyone and advance the plan! I want to get him before the ranking battle!" In the shadows behind him, a vague figure silently received the order and quietly disappeared.
"The odds on the five-member team from Guixu Sect advancing! 1 to 1.5! Bet on it!"
"It dropped so quickly?! Just now it was 3 to 1!"
"Nonsense! Look at how they're walking sideways in there! Those odds are already high! I'll bet 500 spirit stones that everyone from Guixu Sect will make it into the top ten!"
The noisy discussions, the frenzied betting, the cold calculations... nothing outside the field could affect the rhythm of slaughter deep in the jungle of the No. C battle platform.
As the sounds of fighting in the primitive jungle gradually faded, corpses and unconscious people were scattered everywhere under the mottled light and shadow.
In the center of a forcibly opened "open space", five people from Guixu Sect stood solemnly.
There were fewer poison bottles in Luo Hongyi's bag, but the aura was more dangerous and restrained.
There were a few shallow white marks on Tie Niu's body, but his fighting spirit was high.
Su Tang's face was a little pale, and she was tired from overusing her psychic eyes, but her eyes were still excited.
The little white deer held the burping Moon-Eating Rabbit in his arms, and the rabbit squinted its eyes in satisfaction.
The end of Chu Linyuan's Frost Silence sword sheath was stained with an inconspicuous dark red, which was quietly dispelled by the murderous aura at his fingertips.
The monks lying around them were the steps leading to the final top ten.
A fierce battle among the top 100, another victory!
The smoke of the battle between the top 100 has cleared, but Wanxiantai has not become silent. Instead, it has revealed a more complex ecology, like a mudflat after the tide has receded.
The noise spread from the ring to the spectator seats, the camp, and even every corner.
The light screen of the No. C battle platform dimmed, announcing that today's bloody battle had come to a temporary end. However, the tension, calculation, exhaustion and excitement of surviving the disaster filled the air, like fermenting wine, becoming stronger and stronger.
This time, the people from Guixu Sect were smart. In order to avoid being stuck in traffic, they took a detour and secretly returned to the camp. They were so tired that they fell asleep immediately.
Correct yourself to prepare for the next game.
I don't care what other people are scratching their heads about...
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