4378: C4378 A Bitter Competition

C4378 A Bitter Competition

Long Yan guessed the same. Those who stayed would fight to the death in the second round, so how many people would have to be eliminated in the end to complete this game of death?

No one would know the answer to this question. Perhaps in less than half a month, they would know.

Long Yan said, "According to your analysis, after the end of the first round of the game, there will only be 200 people left out of the 10,000 people. How high is the survival chance? Even I will be eliminated. There are a total of a hundred and sixty-nine forces, and the number of people in each divine city is between sixty to eighty people, which is equivalent to a single person living in a divine city. "

This was simply too cruel, it was the most exciting life and death battle, moreover in the first round of eliminations, with less than 200 people remaining from the tens of thousands of people, it was still unknown whether or not these 200 people would be able to complete the second round and the third round of the death game.

As Gu Lingfeng spoke, he clenched his fists tightly.

"Is this the rule of the game set up by our ancestors of the gods? It's really too cruel, I really don't know what they are thinking, and in the end they are going to choose the one with the most true talent and the most potential? Do I really have to sacrifice so many young geniuses? "

Long Yan patted his shoulder, "Forget it, don't think too much about it. If we get together, it's agreed that we will work together to eliminate other people, and then it will be our life-and-death battle."

"Alright …" Gu Ling Feng nodded.

The other genius martial artists of the Ancient Spirit Family were already sitting on the platform with a listless look on their faces. Many of them had lost the courage to fight because the chances of winning were too slim and too unfair for them.

No matter what happened later, they had no choice. At this time, Gu Qingshan, Gu Yujun, and a few others came over to look at Long Yan and Gu Lingfeng.

"And us, if the few of us get together, then we will unite together and eliminate the others."

Long Yan naturally had no objections. Plus, he had a more daring guess, maybe this death battle would continue until there was only one person left.

"Why is it like this? We have come here to pay our respects to our ancestors, and this is our human's Eternal Heaven Divine Ancestral Field. Could it be that our ancestors truly want to see us slaughter each other to death? Is this how they treat and test their descendants?"

These people had been full of expectation before, but now they all had terrified looks on their faces, because no one wanted to die.

"Ancestral Spirit God, why did you do this to us!"

Long Yan looked at the crowd and pulled Long Ling to a place far away from them.

There was still a period of time before tomorrow. Long Yan knew that he could not delay his training for even a second. Perhaps in the last few days, he might be able to comprehend the God of the Emperor.

At that time, he would have a greater chance of battling a second level martial artist.

After all, only the strong had the chance to survive. With such a brutal and intense competition, anyone could die, even an expert like Gu Lingfeng.

Everyone was already living in fear and despair, because many of them knew that they did not have much hope of surviving.

"Ling'er, I still have a premonition that if you really reach the point where you are unable to defeat your opponent, you will choose to admit defeat. Even if you fall into that rainbow colored fog, you will not be killed by your opponent." Long Yan explained.

"Why?" Long Ling didn't understand.

Long Yan shook his head: "I don't know why, this is my intuition. Just remember my words."

While they were talking, Long Yan took out the transmission talisman. He wanted to ask about Jin Xuanmeng's situation, but there was no response.

Long Ling was also a bit worried for Jin Xuanmeng, because that girl was so kind and had an unbreakable relationship with them. Furthermore, Long Yan cared for her a lot, and had experienced much more in his life than she did with Long Yan.

"Are you worried about Big Sister Xuan Meng again?" To you, she is also a piece of meat on your body.

Long Yan did not say anything. He was just afraid that Long Ling would be jealous and be sad.

"Big Brother Yan, don't think too much, I know what you're thinking, I've said this before, I accepted Big Sister Xuan Meng a long time ago. Big Brother Yan, don't think too much, I know what you're thinking, I've said this a long time ago, I've accepted Big Sister Xuan Meng.

"Ling'er, you really think so. Xuan Meng's fate is very similar to yours, and she's also suffered a lot. Sometimes, I really don't know what to do, or even how to face you two." Ling'er, you really think that, you really think, Xuan Meng's fate is very similar to yours, and she has suffered a lot of hardships.

After saying that, Long Yan hugged her even more tightly and decided not to cultivate anymore. They looked ahead and cherished every moment they saw.

The second day came quickly, and this time, it was only sixty-three people. All of them had the same level of strength.0

In the sky, the ten phantoms were a thousand meters large. Their imposing manner was like a rainbow, intimidating the world.

Soon, those people began to fight, and the death knell rang out once again. This time, there were no ancient spirit families, but rather genius martial artists from other cities.

After a day of fighting, a total of 12 battles had passed. The number of people in each fight varied from 40 to 80. Perhaps this was also based on strength.

It was unknown how many days had passed, but there were already more than ten genius warriors on the Ancient Spirit Divine City side who had gone to participate in the life and death battle, never to be brought back.

As the battle continued, the strength of the fighters that appeared weren't weak either. Gu Xuan obtained the final victory in the battle, and the remaining people, including Gu Qingshan, were all selected and defeated by the seven-colored fog.

Gu Yujun and Gu Lanfeng, the super elite disciples of the Ancient Spirit Clan, couldn't escape their doom.

Seven days had already passed. More than ten thousand warriors, with more than five thousand of them, had already lost their soul. They had gone through battles and fallen into the seven-colored divine mist.

More and more martial artists began to panic. Some martial artists had already given up before they had even joined the fight, and thus, they were directly swallowed by those seven-colored insects.

There were also some warriors who were killed in the battle because they were weak. Jin Xuanmeng had never been able to contact them because of the communication with the talismans on their platforms, and Long Yan never found her.

If this girl disappeared just like that, Long Yan would regret it for the rest of his life and not give her any status even after she died.

The Gu Ling family had a total of eighteen people. Long Yan and Gu Lingfeng hadn't entered the stage yet, but the number of warriors that had become the champions in the first round had already exceeded eighty.

In this battle of life and death, sixty to seventy people were engaged in a chaotic melee. It was incomparably cruel, and the slaughter was monstrous.

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