Simulation: Starting from Under One Person

After all, in a fight on stage, no one would usually kill, which is different from a real battle.

“Okay.” Fu Rong nodded slightly, then put the bowl on the ground, took out her phone, and said, “Add me on WeChat, and I’ll add you to the group.”

'Join the group?'

Although he had some doubts, Shan Shitong did not ask them, but instead followed Fu Rong's instructions.

A dozen seconds later, accompanied by a crisp ringtone, a new group called "Group Number Two" appeared in his WeChat chat list.

He looked up at Fu Rong, his eyes questioning, waiting for her explanation.

"There will be a notification in the group when the plan begins."

Fu Rong did not explain in detail, but simply told people the purpose of the group.

For Shan Shitong, knowing the purpose of this group was enough. He tapped the screen lightly, entered the group, and what appeared before his eyes was...

Welcome, newcomer!

Welcome, newcomer!

…………

After a moment's thought, Shan Shitong typed and introduced himself: "Hello everyone! I am Shan Shitong."

"Change your name and use your real name in the group," a group member nicknamed "Fang Rui" reminded in the group chat.

Shan Shitong changed his nickname in the group to his real name and typed in reply: "Okay."

After watching for a while, and seeing that the matter he wanted to know wasn't discussed in the group chat, Shan Shitong left the chat and said to Fu Rong, "I have a competition tomorrow, so I'll take my leave now!"

"Okay." Fu Rong thought to herself that her work was finished and it was time to go back and rest.

"Don't talk about the 'immortals' outside."

As the two were leaving, Fu Rong gave them a reminder.

"Okay." The two nodded to indicate that they understood, and disappeared into the mountains and forests with a few leaps.

Fu Rong filled the empty stainless steel buckets into her food bag, then walked into the forest and disappeared into the darkness with a few leaps.

After eating and drinking their fill, the immortals looked at each other for a while, and then took out iPads from their respective storage artifacts. They watched videos, read novels, or browsed the news... They were very familiar with the process, and it was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this.

"Oops~ The power's out!"

The white fox gently patted the side of the iPad, and a charging icon appeared in the center of the screen. It immediately turned its head to look at the roots of an ordinary tree somewhere in the forest...

"Little ferret, come and charge me up!"

The numerous videos mixed together made the forest a bit noisy, but the kind voice spread through the noise and drifted into the ears of the sable who was watching the videos while lying at the base of a tree.

With a slight twitch of its short, round ears, the sable said helplessly, "Grandma Hu, I've said it many times! The lightning I summon with my supernatural powers can't charge electronic devices."

"Don't call me Grandma Hu, it makes me sound old!" The white fox waved her front paw, and her old, kind voice transformed into a young and charming one. "Call me White Fox, it makes me sound young."

“…Okay.” After a few seconds of silence, the sable responded.

The fierce tiger, who had originally intended to call Hu Santai Grandma, readily agreed and said, "White Fox, I have a power bank here, do you want it?"

"Give it to me," the white fox said.

at the same time……

Zhang Chulan and Shan Shitong ran through the mountains and forests in silence, with only the cold wind blowing in their faces.

Some time later, just before they were about to part, Shan Shitong said, "Although you came to save me tonight, I will not hold back in tomorrow's competition."

"That's only natural."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan was slightly surprised, not expecting Shan Shitong to suddenly bring it up. However, to him, it made no difference whether Shan Shitong went easy on him or not.

It was simply a matter of whether the enemy was somewhat troublesome or not. He was full of confidence in winning, a confidence instilled by the magical artifact given to him by Ma Xianhong.

The two looked at each other for a while, then parted ways and went home.

Back at his residence, Feng Baobao had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. When she saw Zhang Chulan enter, she immediately walked towards him.

"The matter is resolved, go and get some rest!"

Before Feng Baobao could speak, Zhang Chulan spoke first.

Feng Baobao did not doubt the truth of Zhang Chulan's words, nodded slightly, and turned to walk into the house.

Upon entering the room, Zhang Chulan did not immediately rest. Instead, he took out all the magical artifacts and pondered which ones to use in tomorrow's competition.

First, the magical artifacts 'Ruyi Transformation' and 'Wind Boots' used today must be carried. Second, considering that Shan Shitong's extraordinary skill is a secret talisman technique that seals a person's energy channels, defensive artifacts are also necessary...

Zhang Chulan thought about it carefully for a moment, and decided to bring three items just to be on the safe side!

After all, Brother Shan is quite strong, so it's better to be careful.

"I hope I can use these three magical artifacts all the way to the finals! I don't need to add any more magical artifacts, so I can keep more of my trump cards."

Thinking about this, Zhang Chulan suddenly felt a toothache when he thought of the other contestants who had advanced.

None of them are easy to solve.

In particular, Ma Xianhong is currently ranked number one on his personalized list of the most difficult opponents to defeat.

To describe Ma Xianhong's fighting style in one sentence, it would be: when poor, he uses tactical infiltration; when rich, he uses overwhelming firepower.

Ma Xianhong's fighting style is to use magical weapons to smash things; if one isn't enough, he'll use two, and if two aren't enough, he'll use three...

Chapter 163 Searching for Talent

Especially since Ma Xianhong's crafting of magical artifacts is done in mass production, you could never guess how many magical artifacts he has in stock—maybe a hundred, two hundred, three hundred…

The probability of defeating the opponent one-on-one is low. Recalling the conversation between Fang Rui and Ma Xianhong, Zhang Chulan had already made up his mind.

After putting away all the magical artifacts, Zhang Chulan went back to bed to sleep.

While most people were fast asleep, a small number of people remained awake, and Fang Rui was one of them.

At this moment, he was reviewing the compiled list. There were two lists: one was the list of eliminated contestants, and the other was the list of contestants who had advanced.

Among the eliminated contestants, some were quite skilled and had the potential to be recruited...

For example, Jin Meng, who was known as the "Wild Man of Liaodong".

After careful consideration, Fang Rui compiled a shortlist and sent it to the group. The HR representative from Biyou Village, responsible for recruiting talent, would then contact those individuals and negotiate with them one by one.

Elsewhere, Zhang Zhiwei, the contemporary Celestial Master, was also awake, sitting cross-legged on his bed, his gaze sweeping over the battle list, without uttering a word.

………………

The next day, early in the morning.

Many extraordinary individuals rushed to the venue in the back mountain. The excitement of today's competition is sure to far surpass that of yesterday, and the audience is quite looking forward to it, even eagerly anticipating it.

As the competition time drew near, the contestants entered the venue one by one. Outside the venue, a full-color display screen showed footage from the four venues.

Wang Ye and the iron-horse stood facing each other.

Lu Linglong and Yun stood facing each other.

The windswept swallow and the trifoliate orange hibiscus stand facing each other.

Talent and wealth stand in opposition to zero.

Since the four competitions were taking place simultaneously, all the viewers who wanted to watch all the competitions were on the screen. As soon as the referee announced "start" from the speakers, the four groups of people on the screen immediately took action.

Wearing a tight-fitting bodysuit that accentuated her beautiful figure, Feng Shayan stood sideways, assuming a fighting stance. Knowing what Feng Shayan's special technique was, Zhi Jinhua immediately leaped backward.

'Did you think keeping your distance would make you safe?'

Feng Shayan curled a disdainful smile at the corner of her mouth, bowed slightly, placed her right arm at her waist, clenched her fist and gathered strength for a moment, then suddenly punched forward.

The punch vanished, then suddenly reappeared a few meters away, behind the hibiscus flower…

boom!

A dull thud echoed in Hibiscus's ears, and a pain shot through her lower back, causing her to twist her body forward in the direction of the impact.

Feng Shayan didn't use her full strength...

Even so, I can only barely withstand her punches now...

It's even further away...

Based on the force of the punch, Zhi Jinhua quickly concluded that she should proceed according to the original plan and continue to widen the distance.

Feng Shayan did not pursue, but stood still, tilting her head slightly, a proud smile curving her lips, quietly watching the retreating hibiscus.

"You've been retreating all this time. You seem to know something about my abilities! Are you trying to test how much space I can control?"

"Huh? You figured it out so quickly? This is giving me a headache..."

The hibiscus, standing at the edge of the field, had a slight upturn at the corners of its mouth, its expression seemingly somewhat displeased.

"The intention is too obvious!"

Feng Shayan opened her arms, clenched her fists, released her Qi, and said loudly, "No need to guess, I'll tell you... my abilities do indeed have limitations..."

The voice suddenly rose: "But it's enough to cover this area!"

As she spoke, Feng Shayan threw a series of punches.

"Damn it! I was hoping to have some fun during this selection process! How did I end up with such a troublesome guy!"

Before the words had even faded, a fist struck Zhi Jinhua squarely on the forehead. As she staggered backward, a barrage of punches followed, leaving her utterly defenseless.

The defeat is inevitable!

Outside the venue, in front of the display screen.

Feng Xingtong squinted, her tone as if she had expected it: "...As expected, my older sister crushed them again..."

Standing beside the two, Fang Rui stroked his chin and thought for a while before excluding them from the recruitment list. One was the young lady of the Tianxia Society, and the other was an extraordinary person trained by the Lu family. It would be quite difficult to recruit them, and even if they were recruited, he would worry that they would pass on messages to the Tianxia Society and the Lu family.

"Exquisite! Exquisite! Exquisite! Exquisite!..."

The frenzied shouts echoed in the open space, attracting the attention of the people nearby, who all turned their gazes to a screen showing the battle scene between Lu Linglong and Yun.

One corner of the image shows a group of people, led by Canglong, forming a support team on the stands, resembling a group of enthusiastic fans.

"........."