National destiny: Global tower climbing skills have decreased by 10,000 times.

Rewind a few minutes, after Bai Wu finished announcing the rules, Ye Fei went to the restroom.

While squatting in the restroom with nothing to do, he took out the business card that Chu Liang had given him and searched for his account on C-site.

"'Sword Demon' - A high-level crown prince with exceptional livestreaming skills, nineteen years old... Interesting."

However, during this search, he discovered that the status section on the 'Sword Demon' avatar actually showed "Live Streaming".

"Live stream? Now?"

"Isn't he right here? Is someone else broadcasting for him?"

He was curious and, without thinking much, clicked on it, only to be greeted with a system message:

"Your fan value is less than 1000, you cannot enter the live stream."

It turns out that, in order to prevent the leak of the secret filming, Chu Liang specifically set up a threshold for entering the live broadcast room, allowing only genuine fans to enter.

Ye Fei scratched the back of his head, left the live broadcast room, and returned to the waiting room.

Meanwhile, the live stream chat was in an uproar, with hundreds of comments scrolling by. Some were angry, some were lamenting, and some were still offering encouragement.

"Sword Demon Bro, stop fighting! This level is impossible to pass, we can skip Zixia!"

"This is outrageous! How can there be such a person? He deliberately participates in the competition just to disgust others."

"Make him withdraw from the game! Find him a different teammate! His negative attitude is affecting others; isn't that a foul?"

"Sigh, Sword Demon should just go back to being a streamer; there's no hope for him here."

"..."

Back to the present, Chen Hong is dead, and Chu Liang is still fighting the two cultists.

Ye Fei looked at it for a while and roughly remembered a few key cards in his deck: 'Wall Building+', 'Cloak of Stars', 'Loot+', 'Star Power', 'Particle Wall', 'Lunar Strike', etc...

There were also a few attack and defense cards that I picked up on the way, scattered here and there, but they were all of high quality.

There are two more bottles of medicine. One is a "Skill Potion" that has already been used, and the other is a "Touch of Madness".

"The cards are a bit scattered, far from enough to win. It's really not easy to have survived this far," Ye Fei commented.

In Ye Fei's understanding, teaming up with someone isn't necessarily easier than playing solo. But for him, as long as the other person is willing to cooperate well, even if their skill level is slightly lower, clearing the level won't be a problem.

However, if you encounter a teammate who maliciously goes AFK and is purely malicious, even if the difficulty is only A8, even if he personally takes over, he probably won't be able to turn the tide.

In the fourth round, when he saw Chu Liang use a "skill potion" to save his life, he seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and his eyes lit up.

He clearly saw the three cards in the "Skill Potion":

"Radiant Light", 2 mana, 11 block, gain 5 block in the next turn.

"Glimmer" - Draw three cards and place one card from your hand on top of the deck.

Collect Radiance, gain 8 Blocks, gain 1 Star Power.

Because "Radiant Light" has the highest block value, the cost-effectiveness of turning two mana into zero mana, and the benefit of the next turn, Chu Liang chose this card without hesitation and blocked a fatal attack.

However, by the fifth round, Chu Liang had not drawn enough defensive cards, and the two cultists once again revealed their intention to launch high-damage attacks.

Chu Liang stared at his hand of cards, lost in deep thought.

The comments continued to scroll, and the shouts were even more intense than before:

"Forget it, Sword Demon Bro, there's no hope anymore. Zixia isn't worth it."

"There's no other way, we have to give up. There's another group of monsters ahead, and even if we beat that one, we'll still die."

"Sigh, let's give up. Reaching this stage is already very impressive. Even without winning, his skill level has long surpassed everyone else's."

"My Sword Demon, though defeated, is still glorious!"

……

However, the comments were all text, and Chu Liang wasn't looking at his phone, so he couldn't hear them.

He was thinking to himself that if he voluntarily gave up the competition or was eliminated, then all the problems would become his own.

In this way, the nature of the matter changes. It's because he himself was "incompetent" that he failed the selection, and it's because he voluntarily gave up that he failed the selection, and it has nothing to do with Zixia.

His goal was no longer simply to pass the selection process and become a professional. His goal was to conduct further and deeper investigations and expose more of the truth through the cameras.

To achieve this, all he needs to do now is "win." Only by "winning" can he have more opportunities and prove that things are not as people think.

However, he underestimated the difficulty of this task.

Ye Fei returned to the restroom and immediately opened WeChat, sending a text message to Xing Yuan:

"Xingyuan, Xingyuan, I need your help. Could you do me a favor?"

Xingyuan quickly replied: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Ye Fei typed rapidly: "Do you have any way to help me get into this live stream?"

Then Ye Fei sent a link, which led to "Sword Demon's" live stream.

Another minute passed, and Chu Liang was still thinking: if he continued to play this round, he would suffer huge losses in this round.

Even if he manages to kill the first cultist in the next round, the other one won't let him go. And even if he's lucky enough to survive this level, there's still a powerful monster waiting for him later.

His chances of winning are zero.

The audience below the stage gradually erupted in excitement upon witnessing this scene, feeling somewhat indignant on behalf of Chu Liang. Some even clamored to drive Chen Hong off the field.

"Feeding? That's so unfair! What kind of competition is this? They're deliberately trying to disgust people!"

"Yes, you're polluting our competition environment. If you don't want to participate, just leave!"

"Intentionally AFK, intentionally throwing the game, what kind of player are you? What right do you have to participate in Zixia...?"

"This person is clearly very capable. If even he can't advance, what qualifications do we have?"

"Where are the judges? Where did they go? Shouldn't something be done about it?"

However, Bai Wu acted as if she hadn't heard these words, standing aside and ignoring them.

According to the rules, there is no rule against teammates not throwing the game. If this is a choice made by the champion, they have no right to interfere.

Moreover, he had already answered the phone—this was Young Master You's instruction.

Chen Hong sat there with her arms crossed, a slight smirk on her lips, calmly observing Chu Liang's expression.

Seeing that the judges didn't react, the audience became increasingly agitated, with two members standing up and shouting at the front:

"I want to abstain! I want to report this! The judges colluded with them and turned a blind eye to the fouls."

"Friends, you see, this is Zixia, this is their attitude!"

"If even this chubby little contestant can't advance, what right do we have to even try?"

"We want to protest!"

Amidst the commotion, several people suddenly walked in from outside. Surrounding them were several security guards, the one in the lead wearing a dark red suit and holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand.

—That's exactly what You Shao did.

As soon as he entered, the security guards who were with him scattered and immediately blocked all the exits of the room.

"Let's see who dares to cause trouble!"