Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 262 The Battle for the Championship
wrong?

At least 20 out of 10 are incorrect?

Given Dao Yan Sheng Zhu's prestige, he naturally doesn't need to buy a ticket to enter the competition venue.

But this was just as they entered the competition venue.

Dao Yan Saint Lord noticed something was wrong.

Why do these cultivators look at me with such strange eyes?

There was curiosity, shock, and ridicule, but of course, there was also pity.

Many people were whispering to each other and pointing at each other.

First of all.

Daoyan Saint Lord did not believe that these children, whose average age was less than a thousand, could recognize him.

Since you don't know yourself.

Why are they looking at me with pity?
"Xuanxiao, look at me like that."

"Oh, it's alright. He's probably just too excited because it's the first time he's seen the Holy Lord's true form, which caused him to lose control of his expression."

Master Xuanxiao chuckled and pulled Daoyan Saint Master to the spectator stands:
"Come, come, let's go to the front row. You might not believe it, but that little girl Fu Yuechan has already become the Holy Master of Yaochi."

It was perfectly normal for Fu Yuechan to become the Holy Master of Yaochi and the Holy Master of Daoyan, after all, her glorious achievement of killing five Holy Sons of the Demonic Sect in three days had already proven everything.

But are you absolutely sure these monks lost control of their expressions because they were excited?!
He even believed that the ordinary cultivators who had just entered had lost control of their expressions under the supreme pressure of their Holy Lord.

The expressions on the faces of those familiar faces in the front row aren't right either.
Everyone's expressions:

Will this geba be to your liking?

Did he not wear pants after he finished soliciting someone?

Or did the snake accidentally get on its own body?
Could it be that the chives in the chive pancakes are sticking to my teeth?

He carefully licked his gums with his tongue.

There isn't one here either.
I just came out of quarantine, and I haven't done anything, have I?
Completely baffled, Dao Yan Saint Master could only sit down with a heart full of doubts, just as he was about to catch up with Li Wanyun.

Before he could even speak, Li Wanyun burst out laughing:
Li Wanjun: "Sister Yu?"

Dao Yan Holy Lord: "What, Sister Yu?"

Jiang Chen: "I will only love one person in my life."

Dao Yan Saint Lord: "."

Taixu Sword Master: "No wonder the size is so big."

Koubi Demon Lord: "Helped me wash the underwear."

Venerable Snow Lotus: "That night I wasn't licking underwear."

Dao Yan Holy Lord: !!!
The sky is falling!
How did they find out?!
There's a mole inside!

Dao Yan Saint Lord immediately understood: someone had leaked the information last night!
And it seems everyone on the Spirit Continent knows about it?!
who is it?

After looking around, he felt that every one of these elders and protectors who were seemingly focused on their own thoughts was highly suspicious.

Otherwise, there's absolutely no way they would pretend to know nothing like this!

Spicy balls!

This is truly ruined.

Dao Yan Saint Lord sat there blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

My name is Hang Dali, oh no, my name is Daoyan Shengzhu. I thought no one would know about my past experiences as a sycophant.

If it weren't for a group of fellow Daoists using their ultimate abilities right in my face today, I almost would have believed it.

And at this time.

After a fierce competition, only 25 teams remained on the field.

Regrettably.

Team Daoyan unfortunately stopped at the top 50.

But that's more than enough for Ji Yan!
According to the rankings, their team should be in the forties. The prize money is enough to pay off his online loans, but he can't afford to fire a single screw in Fire Valley anymore.

Saint Xuan Yu was somewhat unhappy, but more than that, he felt helpless.

Although these spirit stones are not a small amount, they can only help cover up the losses from opening blind boxes.

It's impossible to redeem the fairy.

There's nothing we can do about it. Although Ji Yan and his team have greatly improved their skills through this period of training, none of these top 100 teams are easy to deal with.

I've really done my best, carrying three people on my own.

Team Yuehua also failed to advance beyond the top 50.

But they were all very happy.

The prize money alone is enough for them to pay off all their sisters' loans, and they can also make money through live streaming later on, so the future looks promising!
Seeing that Xuan Yu was unhappy, Ji Yan and the others offered their comfort:

"We're sorry, Holy Son, we've held you back."

"Sigh, I feel that the Holy Son's personal strength is at least in the top five among all the players present today. We have a big problem."

"It's alright, you don't need to blame yourselves." Xuan Yu nodded: "Just do your best. Even if we're not as skilled as others, we have no regrets. There will be many more competitions in the future, and we'll have plenty of opportunities."

"Ok!"

The other three teammates nodded emphatically as well.

I've made up my mind that from now on I will never waste time cultivating again; I'd rather use that time to practice my gaming skills.

Eh?
When a sharp-eyed Dao Yan disciple spotted the person on the platform, his face turned pale instantly.

"Holy Son, something terrible has happened! Do you think that's an elder of our Holy Land?"

"What? Yeah!"

"Why are all the elders and protectors here?"

Even Xuan Yu's expression turned panicked at this moment.

Although the Holy Land does not prohibit them from playing mobile games.

But their current behavior is no different from teenagers sneaking into an internet cafe and being caught red-handed by their parents; it's impossible for them not to panic.

"Hmm? Wait, look, that male cultivator sitting with Saint Master Li, who seems to have lost his soul, doesn't he look familiar?"

"You know what, you really do know, I feel like I see him all the time."

"A generic face, right?"

Xuan Yu suddenly let out a strange cry:
"Holy moly! Isn't that our Holy Lord? The statue in the martial arts arena? The engraving of the first page of the Dao Yan True Scripture?"

What the hell!

But since things had already come to this point and they had been arrested, the group of teenagers had no choice but to bite the bullet and go before Master Xuanxiao to admit their mistakes.

"Elder, we're sorry..."

"Oh!" The elder waved his hand: "It's alright. I just watched the live stream on the way here. I did my best. It's not your fault. Try harder next time and strive to get into the top ten."

Four disciples: Hmm?

Just as they were filled with question marks, the other elders also spoke up:
"That's right, and the three of you too. Your cultivation is inferior to the Holy Son's, and now you're dragging the game down as well?"

"Elder Sun, you should say less. If you want to blame someone, blame those demonic disciples for being too cunning and using a 98k to ambush Xuan Yu."

"Hey?"

These words displeased the elders of the Demonic Soul Sect who were nearby:

"Come here, tell your father what a sneak attack is?"

"What else could this be but a sneak attack? If you're so capable, then face my disciple head-on!"

"Stop embarrassing yourselves. This is the true face of the righteous path. You resort to this sore loser behavior as soon as you suffer a loss. How disgusting! You lowlifes!"

"You're the one who's a coward, your whole family are cowards! Anyway, your sneak attack was wrong! The Demonic Soul Sect are just easy targets!"

The conflict escalated, with each side's elders displaying a protective instinct.

"I ambushed your mother? Come on, if you're not happy, get on my level! Watma will personally teach you bunch of righteous old bastards a lesson!"

"Bring it on! Let's go all out on the warehouse, the loser gets their ID banned! You bunch of Demon Gate dogs, just don't be afraid!"

"You'll behave once you put your dad's ID on your head!"

Top 25 Tournament!

Aside from this group of elders from both the righteous and demonic paths who are fighting amongst themselves.

The entire e-sports hall had fallen silent at some point.

The only sounds were the heavy breathing of the flushed-faced spectators in the stands.

The previous "Tian Tian Xuan Pao" professional competition was also very exciting, but it couldn't match the high-energy scenes of "Eternal Tribulation Elite".

especially!
This so-called top 25 competition is actually the finals?!

Because Eternal Elite consists of four players per team, with one hundred players per game, 25 teams are needed to complete the final game.

This round will be an individual competition.

Each player stays in a small, transparent room that is shielded by a divine sense array. Their game IDs are also collectively hidden, and their character appearance and clothing are completely uniform.

Each person has to face 99 enemies!
And they will be recorded in the annals of esports history! Just thinking about it gets everyone's blood pumping; they only wish they could be on the field themselves!
To support their favorite team, their voices had already become hoarse from shouting in previous rounds.

Some die-hard fans cried even more than the players on stage when their favorite team lost.

"Fellow Daoist, it's not that bad. Here's the thing, I know the captain of the Qingyun team. I'll have him give you an autograph later. Don't cry."

"Can I get a geiba autograph? That idiot Qingyun team, they bragged like crazy before the competition, but their performance was terrible. They didn't even make it into the top 50. Do you know how many spirit stones I bet on them? Ugh, never mind, I finally paid off my online loans, and now I'm going to be back in the factory."

suddenly!

The spotlights on the platform suddenly turned on.

Ji Ruoyao and Shen Youchu, draped in star-studded gowns, descended from the sky, their beautiful voices resounding like thunder throughout the entire arena:

"This is the pinnacle of eternal calamity, a battlefield where mortals slay gods! Every strong team standing on the field now has paid a price that ordinary people cannot bear!"

The most eye-catching were the twelve demonic disciples dressed in blood-red robes.

Of the top 25 teams, this sect alone occupies three spots!

Behind Ji Ruoyao, a light screen exploded with footage of the Demonic Soul Sect's special training. Amidst surging demonic flames, twelve blood-red phantoms roared to the sky.

"No disciple of the Demonic Sect has made it to the finals of the 'Everyday Run' professional league, but today! The Twelve Asuras of the Fiend Soul will shatter the doubts. The Breast Dragon Demon Lord has forged the glory of the Demonic Path e-sports with 15 hours of grueling training every day. Who says evil cannot prevail over good? Today, they will use their achievements to tear apart the mountains in people's hearts!"

The Breast Dragon Demon Lord, with an air of utmost composure, perfectly coordinated with the audience by letting out a clear whistle. His supreme demonic energy swept across the entire arena, and he even circled the arena once to let everyone get to know him.

Moreover, regardless of whether they were righteous or demonic, all the cultivators who saw the Demon Lord showed him heartfelt admiration.

The Demon Lord is so happy today!

Even winning three consecutive victories against three righteous Mahayana cultivators in the previous battle between good and evil wasn't as joyful as today.

[The scene cuts to the moment before the Great Qian team sets off, with the holy banners fluttering in the wind.]

"The prodigies of the Holy Land have shed their initial naiveté. This time, they are not here to hone their skills, but only to reach the top!"

The Venerable Wuxiang pointed his sword at the void, and the supreme sword energy transformed into the two characters "Da Qian" and was imprinted on the sky!
[The scene abruptly shifts to the entrance of the All-Women's Team, where team leader Luo Qinghuan exudes arrogance, her abs clearly visible beneath her crop top.]

"Who says beautiful women are only fit to adorn mountains and rivers?!"

"No need for firearms, only close combat! Under Luo Qinghuan's immortal sword, countless geniuses will become stepping stones—in this battle, she will make the Nine Realms remember what a female war goddess truly is!"

All six beauties stood up, and the endless fragrance of flowers swept through the entire venue.

The cheers from countless male fans in the audience rose and fell like waves.

She truly deserves the title of e-sports goddess!
The main thing is that Luo Qinghuan doesn't use firearms, which makes her incredibly cool. I wonder how many players have become fans of Luo Qinghuan today!
Ji Ruoyao and Li Wanjun's breathing became somewhat rapid.

hard to imagine.

How intense would the atmosphere have to be for them to be affected?

At the same time, all sect leaders, whether they were present at the scene or watching the live broadcast, were present.

At this moment, everyone was incredibly envious of the sects that had been named on the stage.

The emotional value here is already at its maximum.

Why couldn't their own team make it into the top 25?!
The light screen suddenly dimmed, and a beam of cold light focused on the Ishimura team. The four children possessed an aura as calm and collected as ancient, ferocious beasts!

"The young man from Shicun has swept aside all enemies and has never been defeated!"

[They emerged from the void, utterly crushing everything in their path; a kill compilation straight out of a script, [98% win rate] burning like a raging inferno!]

"Today, they bear not only the name of their team, but also the responsibility of showing the entire cultivation world what it means to be destined by heaven!"

"This is the final battle for the Eternal Elite!"

"Cultivation levels are concealed; all beings are equal! Here, immortals and mortals are disregarded; only victory or defeat matters!"

"Let the thunder witness your killing intent! Let the stars record your legend!"

"From this moment forward, the victors will rewrite history, and the vanquished will be reduced to dust! The battle for the top 24 of the Eternal Calamity Elite—begins!!"

On the other side, Huang Xiaojun changed the originally dull and tense live music to "Tales of the Electric Romeo".

The grand, epic music kept every player on the platform on their toes.

Regardless of the outcome tonight, at least they came, and they fought.

At this moment, he is standing on the stage of his dreams!

Even divine artifacts cannot change their current obsession with the championship!

Unexpected!

At the start of the game, nearly half of the players jumped directly to the military base!
This area has the richest resources of firearms.

The other half of the players landed directly in Wudi City!
This place has the most powerful melee weapons.

What do they mean?
Is this a tactic?
kill!

These players, whose minds had been on edge for two days and one night, no longer had time for any further thought.

Without proper management, it's all about tactics; if you're bad at it, you'll be eliminated!
Thick fog, carrying a salty sea breeze, swept over the military base, casting menacing shadows on the top of the C-shaped building as rusty aircraft wreckage loomed overhead.

Suddenly someone fired the first shot.

The entire base was instantly engulfed in gunfire and explosions!

Everyone was in a bloodthirsty frenzy.

He was already an expert at locating objects by sound, and his movement and marksmanship were already highly refined.

Every performance is art!

The number of survivors in the top left corner is decreasing rapidly.

One second he had just killed an opponent, and the next second he was taken down by a sniper shot from who-knows-where.

Blood and corpses quickly littered the entire military base.

On the other side, Wudi City was also engulfed in bloodshed.

The casualties here are even more brutal than at the base. Even with steel guns, you can still maneuver and kite over there, since they are long-range firearms.

Meanwhile, a massive melee erupted in Wudi City.

Dozens of players stood together on the walls of Wudi City, each blow piercing flesh.

Limbs and severed bodies were flying everywhere.

Regardless of who it was, once eliminated, these contestants seemed to go mad, staring blankly at their own corpses on the screen.

One of the disciples from the Holy Land even burst into tears after being eliminated.

Some people refuse to believe they are dead and continue to numbly operate the now-gray screen.

However, none of the audience members laughed at the players' performance.

Because everyone knows that if they were in that situation, they too would lose control of their emotions.

As the battle intensified.

The passionate and enthusiastic voices of commentators Ji Ruoyao and Shen Youchu could be heard from time to time:
"I was born a mountain, not a stream! I want to stand atop the peaks and look down upon the low ravines!"

"I was born a hero, not a nobody. I stand among the strong and despise the mediocre cowards. As long as I stand on this stage, I am not a loser!"

“Legends never die. Let us give our applause to all the contestants!”

very scary!
Murong Ziyue hid in a small wooden cabin in the suburbs, watching the rapidly decreasing number of people in the upper left corner with extreme tension.

Without Luo Qinghuan's protection, she dared not go anywhere.

"Found it, Little Purple Hair."

"Who?!"

"Hehe, Shicun team, Pihou, Haozi said that the Jin Guo team has a very lucky purple-haired guy who always parachutes into the wilderness and always lands in the safe zone, so..."

with no doubt.

Despite her considerable strength, Murong Ziyue was eliminated from the team of Shicun.

Little Purple Hair pouted, reluctantly took off his headphones, and returned to Venerable Snow Lotus's side for comfort, feeling dejected.

One by one, the players in the arena took off their headphones.

The twelve young demons were also eliminated one after another.

Because they usually rely too much on teamwork, they are somewhat at a disadvantage when facing this lone wolf style of play.

I thought they would get scolded.

Unexpectedly, the usually stern Flood Dragon Demon Lord personally came to greet them, patting them on the shoulder:

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. I've identified the weaknesses, and we can gradually make up for them."

The final battle was between Luo Qinghuan from Wudi City and Shi Hao from the military base.

of course.

This clash between firearms and conventional weapons is not a coincidence, but an inevitable scenario.

Because the players are evenly split, there will eventually be a last-place survivor in both locations.

Moreover, the lightning tribulation seemed to be intentionally helping them achieve their goal.

They were forced out of their respective areas and driven into the wilderness; it seemed neither of them intended to use any flanking maneuvers or other tactics.

It just charged straight ahead.

This demonstrates extreme confidence in one's own abilities.

(End of this chapter)