Novel Full Chapter 3822: Best not to trifle with me
Chapter 3822: Best not to trifle with me
“Hu, Brother Ling, you have finally appeared again.”
“Haha, I thought you had died. I worried for nothing for you.”
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Connecting to the network of the Holy Land, Ling Han immediately received a considerable number of messages.
“Are you guys all right?” Ling Han asked.
“Sigh, this is terrible. Including you, Brother Ling, there are only five of us left,” Yuwen Tian said.
Only half of them remained?
Ling Han also felt a little rueful, but when he thought about how dangerous the situation had been at that time, it was already very impressive that half of them managed to survive. “Are you all together now?” he asked.
“En, after we escaped the barrage of bulls, we’ve gotten back together. Now, the only one left is you.”
“Alright, I’ll come over right away.”
The connection device actually had many functions. As long as the map was brought out, the location of the members of the small team would be displayed, which was very convenient.
Thus, Ling Han only had to head in that direction.
He used his movement technique, and his speed was extremely fast.
Half a day later, he found Wu Qiyuan and the others. All of them had more or less gained some injuries on their bodies, which was enough to prove how terrifying that beast tide was.
Even though they had only been apart for two days, everyone still felt as if they had been reborn after a great tribulation. They had all become closer to each other.
The five people who had been eliminated were the weakest among them. For example, Yuwen Tian, Wu Qiyuan, Huang Lingyun and Mu Long were still standing here, but Luo Shan, Ma Gang and the others had been eliminated. It was unknown if they were still alive.
“Let’s continue.”
They advanced, and began hunting again.
On the afternoon of the ninth day, everyone received a message.
“Now, the scores of each team and the remaining number of people will be announced. Every ten minutes, everyone’s whereabouts will also be displayed on the map.”
Sure enough, a noticeboard appeared in the cyberspace of the Holy Land that was connected through the connecting device. The points and remaining members of each team were listed on this noticeboard.
Ling Han’s team was shockingly ranked first, with a total of 752 points. On average, each person had more than 150 points.
The second place also had 684 points, but there were still six people remaining in the team. Thus, the average score would be even lower.
The third team just happened to have 600 points, but there were only four of them. In this way, each person’s points would be 150, second only to Ling Han and the others. It was possible that the gap between them would only be a matter of killing another fierce beast. With such direct observation, everyone only had to do a slight calculation to know which teams would be eliminated, and which teams would be able to advance into the top hundred.
Most importantly, everyone’s location would appear on the map at almost all times. This was equivalent to saying, “Come, kill this group of people, and we’ll be able to squeeze into the top 100.”
This was a gamble. That was because eliminating the members of the enemy team might not necessarily allow one to squeeze into the top hundred, because as long as the other party had more than three members, then with one less member, the average score of every person would instead be higher.
One could “eliminate” other teams, and he could also “eliminate” his own people. He could also continue hunting ferocious beasts. There were various choices.
“This time, a great battle is inevitable,” Ling Han said with a shake of his head. However, he was unafraid. He was already at Four Cauldrons, and his battle prowess was at least on par with Seven Cauldrons. Was there any elite at Seven Cauldrons here?
Whether it was the total score or the average score, their team was first place. Thus, they naturally had the initiative, and continued to hunt fierce beasts, to maintain the advantage of being in the lead.
But among the other teams, the “massacre” had already begun.
From the points leaderboard, it could be clearly seen that there would be teams that would disappear from time to time, and the number of people in some teams was decreasing drastically. There was suddenly a change in the individual rankings.
At night, Ling Han and the others were just about to find a place to rest when they heard Huang Lingyun say, “Not good, there are a lot of people heading towards us.”
It could be seen that there were a great many dots on the map that were very close to them. Furthermore, these dots were very close together. Clearly, they were in the same group. Counting, there were as many as 30 of them. This was clearly not just a single team. “Haha, they actually dare to have designs on us; there will be no return for them,” Yuwen Tian said with a laugh. The flames of showing off were already burning fiercely.
Wu Qiyuan merely clenched his fists, and did not speak.
His personality was simple, and there was only one word for it-fight.
Ling Han was even more unconcerned. He was completely unperturbed, as if he had not heard anything at all.
Seeing the three generals act in this manner, Huang Lingyun was naturally relieved.
After a while, figures appeared in the surroundings, forming a circle that surrounded them.
“Hand over the connection device!” The other party didn’t waste any words.
With such a good opportunity, how could Yuwen Tian not show off?
He strode out, incredibly flamboyant, “If you want the connection device, fine. Whoever can
take three moves from me, I will consider giving it to you.”
“Hahaha!” A great many people laughed, “Idiot, we all know that your team is awesome, with the first place in points. Who would come to fight you one-on-one?”
F***, he had failed in showing off.
Yuwen Tian couldn’t help but fly into a humiliated rage. Was it easy for him to show off? Why was it always ruined?
“I’ll beat you all to burst!” he roared, and took the initiative to charge out.
“You’re seeking death!” Those people immediately moved, pressing down on Yuwen Tian.
However, Four Cauldrons was still Four Cauldrons. How could this breaking of limits be
ordinary?
A Four Cauldrons formed through cultivation was different from Four Cauldrons cultivated by wild beasts. A Four Cauldrons wild beast was indeed Four Cauldrons, but a Four Cauldrons cultivator could possibly reach the battle prowess of Five Cauldrons, or perhaps even
stronger.
Yuwen Tian’s battle prowess was close to Five Cauldrons. Compared to an ordinary Heaven Cauldron, this surpassed his cultivation level by two minor levels. This made him feel like a tiger that had entered a pack of wolves, and he could do as he pleased.
But a wolf pack was a wolf pack, after all, and not a sheep that could not resist at all.
Some of the 30 people were responsible for impeding Yuwen Tian, while others were launching powerful attacks from the rear, causing Yuwen Tian to feel immense pressure. After all, everyone who could participate in the competition was extraordinary, what more those who could last until now.
After battling for a short while, Yuwen Tian was already on the back foot, looking extremely
disheveled.
“I’m coming!” Wu Qiyuan roared, and rushed into the battle.
He was a reckless man, and barged all the way. He would basically absorb all the attacks that came his way, and his tough physique could disperse more than half of them. Then, he
launched a fierce counterattack, causing those people to dodge quickly.
However, two fierce tigers were still not enough to suppress this wolf pack.
Huang Lingyun and Mu Long also joined the battle. However, though they were ranked in the top 10,000 of the Galaxy Network, under the current circumstances, these abilities couldn’t be considered strong at all. They could only barely protect themselves.
Ling Han did not make a move, and merely watched from the sidelines.
“Brat, you have a lot of free time.” Someone set their eyes on him.
Ling Han smiled, and said, “You had best not trifle with me.”
“So what if I trifle with you?” That person refused to believe it, and walked towards Ling Han.
Ling Han sighed, and sent out a palm strike. Peng, the clothes that the person was wearing, including the connecting device, were all turned into dust.
“That’s what.”