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The others all nodded when they heard that.1

Ranmil had completely ignored Feng Wu, and her team agreed that that was the right attitude.

Meanwhile, the Survival Team -

Feng Sang looked disappointed. "I waved at them just then, but they didn't respond to my greeting. Didn't they see me?"

Dugu Yamo rolled her eyes at Feng Sang. "Are you that dumb? If we can see them, they can see us. They just don't want to talk to us, alright?!"

Feng Sang was speechless.

Dugu Yamo was concerned when she said, "They're already on the sixth floor now, and that's only one floor away from the top floor. It'll be so hard for us to catch up with them."

Feng Sang was even more disappointed. "That's an understatement. There's no way that we can catch up with them!"

Dugu Yamo glared at Feng Sang. "We have Feng Wu!"

Feng Sang said, "But they have Ranmil."

Dugu Yamo glared at her. "Feng Sang, which side are you on?!"

Everyone stared at Feng Sang in bewilderment.

Although Feng Sang didn't dare retort to Dugu Yamo, she still mumbled, "If Feng Wu is better than Ranmil, why have we only reached the fourth floor?"

Dugu Yamo raised her fist at Feng Sang, but Feng Sang only stared at her. "Dugu Yamo, are you on Feng Wu's side now? You're speaking up for her all the time!"

Dugu Yamo was rendered speechless. Was that true?

Feng Wu rolled her eyes at them and gestured at Feng Xun to shut them up.

Useless arguments like this would only waste their time.

As soon as Feng Xun spoke, they stopped quarreling.

On the fourth floor.

By now, Feng Wu had figured out the pattern, which was the five elements. The first floor was metal, the second wood, and the third water. In that case, the fourth floor had to be fire.

As expected, they saw a world of fire when they reached the fourth floor.

It was a great fire.

There were flames in the sky and on the ground.

The temperature was so high that no ordinary person could get close.

Feng Sang was filled with despair.

She bit her lower lip and said grumpily, "I've been hoping that this task would be easier. That way, we can catch up with the Chosen Team a little.

"But this is more difficult than any of the three trials before. What are we going to do now?

"Are we going to die here?"

Many of them seemed to have lost hope.

But Feng Wu remained unaffected.

She studied the conflagration a short distance away.

Time slowly passed by.

Frustrated, Feng Sang wanted to grab Feng Wu.

But Dugu Yamo had been watching her. Seeing Feng Sang's movement, she immediately stopped her. "What are you doing?!"

"Let go of me! I'm going to ask Feng Wu!" Feng Sang glared at Dugu Yamo. "We don't have time to waste! That heart is halfway to exploding, but she's still sitting there. What's she doing?!"

Dugu Yamo noticed it as well.

Everyone had noticed it.

Feng Wu was the only reason that they were able to reach this floor practically unscathed. They noticed that all the members on the other team had injuries on them. One could tell that they had been through some tough battles.

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