Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Chapter 607: Fight Zhou Yan and win the gift

Facing Zhou Yan's smiling question.

Tornado sneered: "Not only is it big, I even want to sign up right now and kill you."

Zhou Yan smiled and waved his finger: "Since you and I are friends, don't be anxious and wait and see what others say, how about that?"

Tornado crossed his arms and looked at Zhou Yan as if he were a fool: "Oh, I'm afraid that if I'm a little late, your Demon God's gift will be snatched away by another strong team!"

However, she still didn't think of attacking Zhou Yan.

While the two were talking, Zhou Yan's announcement had already caused an uproar in the entire Conflict City.

After confirming that the announcement was true, a large number of travelers opened the system at the same time.

Or they could be directly teleported to the arena space.

Or you can call your friends and teleport to the arena space.

In just a moment, due to the influx of so many travelers, the originally small arena space quickly expanded automatically and became an area larger than a public square.

This is an adjustment function that automatically recognizes the number of people in each functional space in the City of Conflict.

Tornado was just about to ridicule Zhou Yan a few more times in order to "persuade" him to give up this suicidal behavior.

Then Zhou Yan paused slightly and a smile appeared on his face.

"A customer is coming," he said.

Then the figure disappeared from the chair and was teleported to the ring on the side.

Opposite him, a team of seven people instantly appeared. All of them had happy expressions on their faces, as if they had picked up a great bargain.

Below, Tornado looked at the scene, slapped his forehead speechlessly, and said angrily: "I wanted to persuade him for the sake of Fubuki."

Next to him, Bang, who looked like an old man but was wearing a black tights and martial arts pants, showing off his muscular body, suddenly laughed: "Tornado, this Zhou Yan seems to be confident, I'm afraid he is not ordinary."

On the other side, KING, a tall and strong blond man who looked like a strong man, also glanced at Zhou Yan silently: "He is very strong, I am afraid he will not suffer any loss."

Long Juan seemed to laugh out of anger. She sat on the chair and crossed her legs to watch the show: "Okay, I want to see why Zhou Yan is so arrogant."

While the Tornado trio was discussing, people continued to be teleported into the competition space.

There was a team of fighters led by a handsome warrior wearing silver armor and looking solemn and sacred.

There is also a team of human immortals led by a big man who looks resolute and domineering and wears a yellow robe.

There was also a team in white led by a man with a gentle temperament, wearing glasses and looking quite steady.

There is also the super power branch team led by Misaka, whom Zhou Yan once defeated alone.

Almost all the players who can be named, whether in the Hall of Fame or at the top of the standings, are here.

In the corner, Wuming's figure in a blue windbreaker also quietly appeared.

He looked at Zhou Yan who was calm in the field and shook his head helplessly: "Sure enough, I knew he wouldn't play quietly like this."

At the same time, the Dispute system seemed to be quite intelligent in figuring out why so many walkers were gathering in the arena.

The next moment, the entire competition space quickly expanded again, with Zhou Yan and the team that first chose to challenge him as the center, turning into an enormous arena.

In the center is a sunken square arena that is more than ten kilometers long and wide.

The scene of the confrontation between the two sides also turned into a huge holographic projection, appearing in the air on both sides.

Zhou Yan looked around with interest, looking at the arena that had changed drastically because of him, and shook his head slightly.

He looked at the team of seven people who were facing him and smiled slightly: "I have received your challenge points. If there is no problem, shall we start?"

The leader of the team opposite was a male traveler who looked to be in his thirties. He nodded and looked at Zhou Yan calmly: "Zhou Yan, the sixth in the Hall of Fame, the one who received the gift from the Demon God, but you may be too confident in yourself." "Oh?" Zhou Yan tilted his head, "What do you mean?"

The man sneered: "Even if the strongest Saint in the Twelve Palaces of the Sanctuary is ranked first, he may not be able to defeat the 25th-ranked Saint in our standings by himself-"

hum!
The words were not finished.

All the spectators saw that the team of seven was instantly plowed through by a violent pale golden light that was over a kilometer thick!

Everything was completely shattered and dissipated in this terrifying energy bombardment.

Afterwards, the beam of light continued to move forward and directly hit the group of people outside the ring.

In their horrified eyes.

boom!
The beam of light collided violently with the shield of the arena, causing ripples that then dissipated.

In the field, six people were instantly evaporated by this blow.

The next moment, in a flash of light and shadow, the leader who had spoken escaped the attack range with his unique life-saving method.

But he was completely stunned, with a look of fear on his face.

Then, his head was quietly grabbed by a big hand.

Energy suddenly erupted from Zhou Yan's palm.

The leader shuddered all over and turned into pieces in an instant.

Zhou Yan landed lightly on the ground, and amid the uproar in the entire space, he smiled and said:

"Next team!"

Amidst the uproar and noise.

More than 90% of the travelers who had come here with the intention of having fun and picking up bargains were suddenly awakened as if they were poured with a basin of cold water in the middle of winter.

Everyone woke up.

How could an ordinary person get his hands on someone who dares to publicly make such a bold statement of challenging all the strong ones and who can obtain gifts from the devil?

In the face of such absolute power, numbers are meaningless!
I'm afraid the only ones who can really pose a threat to Zhou Yan are the top teams and strong individuals.

Outside the ring, Misaka crossed her arms and said calmly, "Now, those guys who don't believe me should shut up."

Beside her, the passionate young man with a headband laughed: "Misaka, what do you say I challenge him again?"

Misaka didn't say anything, but the chestnut-haired beauty next to her said coldly: "Are you going to give away points? If I hadn't been alive last time and grabbed a high score marker, we would have fallen out of the top ten now."

On the Tornado team side, amid the roar of King's rapidly beating heart, Bang moved his shoulders and exclaimed: "Tornado, your friend is really amazing."

Long Juan curled his lips and said, "He just killed a few small fry. When the real masters come, he will suffer."

Just like that, Zhou Yan, who easily killed a team of six-star travelers in less than two seconds, experienced a period of silence.

He looked around and said helplessly, "Didn't I hear that many people wanted this gift from the Supreme Being? Now I'm standing here, where are those people?"

"If you don't come up, I'll leave."

The voice just fell.

Then a figure suddenly appeared on the stage.

"I come!"

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(End of this chapter)