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“That’s true. After all, such matters require careful consideration before making a choice.”

After nodding in understanding, Lao Jun looked towards Nezha’s battlefield.

As expected, the ice-element Element Spirit Race individual was no match for Nezha and was completely suppressed by the Samadhi True Fire.

Bolius was terrified at this moment. Why couldn't his ice break through the opponent's flames at all?

Theoretically, even a Fire Element Spirit Race individual one major realm higher than him, their flames shouldn't be able to completely resist his ice-attribute attacks.

But this guy in front of him, or rather, this summon!

His flames were completely unaffected by his ice-attribute attacks.

Not to mention breaking through the flames on the opponent, he couldn't even cool down the flames at all!

Why?

They were clearly of equal strength!

Bolius was already somewhat despairing at this moment.

After all, he was a pure ice-attribute mage and had no close-combat abilities whatsoever.

Once his Skill Cards that could hinder the opponent ran out, he would probably die here.

However.

Looking at the flames on the opponent, Bolius suddenly thought of a legend he had once heard.

His grandfather had told him that in ancient legends, there were attribute energies more powerful than their race.

Presumably, that strange flame on the opponent was this ability.

As he used his last Skill Card, [Frozen Body], Bolius also closed his eyes.

When the solid ice broke, that would be the time of his death.

No!

Wait!

Bolius suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the melting solid ice, a surge of joy in his heart.

After being eliminated in this round, it seemed he wouldn't die!

Just eliminated!

This, I can accept!

Amidst Bolius's excitement, the despair in his heart also vanished, and his eyes became more lively.

He even looked at Jiang Yuan with a hint of provocation.

Is that all?

Is that all?

What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!

Thinking of this, Bolius also began to act arrogantly.

Nezha looked blankly at the ice lump opposite him, which suddenly broke free from the ice, then spread his arms, closed his eyes, and looked like he was bravely facing death.

“Huh?”

Nezha was a little confused and tentatively thrust his Fire Tipped Spear forward.

The Fire Tipped Spear passed through Bolius’s throat without any obstruction.

A moment later, Bolius disappeared, and Nezha, still bewildered, carried his Fire Tipped Spear back to Jiang Yuan's side.

“Did I run into a fool?”

Nezha’s voice rang out, and Jiang Yuan and Shi Ji couldn't help but chuckle.

“He knew he couldn’t beat you, so he chose to die standing.”

Jiang Yuan said with a smile, and Nezha’s eyes suddenly lit up: “It seems Little Lord’s strength is still very good.”

“Bang.”

As soon as Nezha spoke, Lao Jun’s whisk landed on Nezha’s head.

“It just happened to be a counter.”

Lao Jun gently patted him with a smile, and Nezha also grinned, holding his head.

“However, Nezha’s strength is indeed very strong.”

Zhao Gongming also praised him, and Jiang Yuan and Shi Ji on the side also laughed.

Soon after the battle ended, Jiang Yuan felt his vision blur, and when it cleared, he was in the main hall.

He was still the only one.

But that was to be expected, as the Space-Time Gate Hall always chose opponents of equal strength for everyone.

Well, though it had nothing to do with Jiang Yuan.

He, being invincible at his level, was already a cut above the rest.

But this also indicated some issues.

At the very least, they wouldn't end their battles as easily.

Unlike Jiang Yuan.

He sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, beginning to ponder Lao Jun’s words from earlier.

The fifth… no, the sixth Card Spirit should also be put on the agenda.

However, Jiang Yuan hadn't decided what kind he wanted yet.

One with flying ability?

Or a mage type?

A formation type?

Or something else.

Jiang Yuan indeed hadn't decided.

Now with Nezha and Zhao Gongming, his combat power was sufficient.

As for Shi Ji, although she didn't have many large-scale magical skills, she was still half a mage.

That aspect was barely acceptable.

As for flying types…

That was a bit difficult.

Should he also get a Golden Crow?

He had a bit of a headache.

As more and more people appeared in the hall, Jiang Yuan emerged from his thoughts.

He would see later.

Before long, the hall gradually filled with scattered people.

Another hundred or so were eliminated in the seventh round, leaving over a hundred now.

There were still two rounds left, and he wondered how Mu Qianshan was doing.

Had he been eliminated?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan also looked up.

The next second, he saw Mu Qianshan in the crowd excitedly waving at him.

He wasn't eliminated.

Jiang Yuan smiled. It seemed Mu Qianshan's strength wasn't weak either.

But what about after this?

What if the next two checkpoints were elimination-to-death checkpoints?

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, but still waved back at Mu Qianshan.

“What’s wrong?”

Mu Qianshan excitedly came to Jiang Yuan’s side and asked him somewhat agitatedly.

One must know that there were not many humans left in the arena now.

However, even so, he was still among the bottom of these remaining humans.

After all, the other remaining humans were all of Late Stage strength.

And most of them were Students ranked higher in their academies.

For example, Li Chengyi and Ai Xiu from Zhongyuan Academy.

For example, Qi Lingfeng, ranked tenth in Da Xia Academy.

For example, Wei Qiyou, Bai Fusi, and Left Shepherd Forest from Bei Mang Academy.

And Huang Huanqing and Zhan Youqing from Martial Arts Academy.

There were also two others: a Student from an unknown academy and a Student from the military.

However, both of them were of Late Stage strength.

If one were to only look at strength, Mu Qianshan was indeed at the bottom.

“You passed this round, but what about the next two?”

“Seventh round ended. Seventh round rewards have been issued.”

As Jiang Yuan spoke, the mechanical voice in the hall also rang out.

The rewards for the seventh round were issued.

Two purple quality heavenly material and earthly treasure, ten purple quality Skill Cards, one purple quality Star Power orb, and one blue quality Skill Card crafting method.

However, Jiang Yuan didn't even look at them and directly put them back into his Backpack Card.

These rewards, for him, were merely better than nothing.

The main prize would still be the harvesting of all races after the Space-Time Gate Hall concluded.

However, compared to Jiang Yuan, Mu Qianshan, upon seeing these rewards, was much more excited.

After all, these rewards were already excellent for him.

“I also didn’t expect to be able to defeat the opponent.”

Although Mu Qianshan was excited, he, like Jiang Yuan, put all these rewards back into his Backpack Card before shrugging his shoulders and saying to Jiang Yuan helplessly.

“Who was your opponent?”

Jiang Yuan was also a little curious at this moment. According to Mu Qianshan, the opponent's strength was a bit weak.

“That Demon Race girl.”

Jiang Yuan pointed in the direction of the Demon Race and said with a smile.

Jiang Yuan also looked over, and after seeing the remaining few people of the Demon Race, he immediately understood who Mu Qianshan's opponent had been.

“If I remember correctly, she should be called Fifth Jiao, right?”

“Probably.”

Mu Qianshan smiled: “I originally planned to show all my strength and then die standing, but the opponent was somewhat Vulnerable, and I directly took her out.”

As Mu Qianshan spoke, a look of excitement appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly realized that fighting seemed quite interesting too.

Hmm, especially seeing Jiang Yuan's surprised expression.

“Alright then.”

Jiang Yuan was also a little helpless. What could he say?

He couldn't possibly say, even if the opponent is weak, you should still try to get yourself eliminated.

“Let’s see what the next round is like.”

Jiang Yuan finally could only say this.

The Demon Race side also didn't know who Fifth Jiao was eliminated by, so their expressions were calm at this moment.

After all, being eliminated in this round wouldn't result in death, so they weren't worried about Fifth Jiao.

“We don’t know what the eighth round will be like. The nine-chime Space-Time Gate Hall has appeared too rarely, but each round is harder than the last, and more people are eliminated in each round; this is inevitable.”

Wenren Fangyan looked around and then softly said to the Demon Race members.

Her sister, Wenren Fangmeng, had also been eliminated.

However, like Fifth Jiao, both were eliminated in the seventh round, and their lives were not in danger.

“See if the elimination method for the next round is death. If it is death, then it will be troublesome. Everyone, bring out all your trump cards and try your best to get through this round.”

Wenren Fangyan said with a serious face to everyone.

“Of course, if the elimination method for the next round is still just elimination without death, then everyone should try to be eliminated if possible.”

“According to the pattern of the previous rounds, the elimination method for the final round will definitely be death!”

“And without a doubt, in the nine-chime Space-Time Gate Hall, this ninth round is definitely the most difficult and the most dangerous.”

“We have already gained enough; do not covet those rewards anymore.”

After Wenren Fangyan finished speaking, she scanned the faces of all the Demon Race members again.

“Do you all understand?!”

“Understood!”

All the Demon Race members, including Wusun Cheng, nodded vigorously.

Although Wusun Cheng was the nominal leader, there was an unwritten rule among the Demon Race.

If there was a member of the Wenren clan in the team, all decisions would follow the Wenren clan Student.

No other reason, the Wenren clan was one of the few intelligent and very smart surnames among the Demon Race.

Their combat power might be negligible among the Demon Race, but their intelligence was very much online.

Moreover, the Wenren clan members were inherently calmer and basically wouldn't get carried away.

And getting carried away, every Demon Race member couldn't avoid it.

So, they needed members of the Wenren clan to act as reins to hold them back.

After receiving affirmative replies from everyone, Wenren Fangyan also nodded, then quieted down, waiting for the mechanical voice to sound again.

Besides the Demon Race, people from other races also issued similar instructions.

If the eliminated Students in the next round would not die, it would be best for everyone to try to be eliminated as much as possible.

Every genius was the most brilliant treasure in each race.

Even if a genius who hadn't grown up wasn't a genius, people still had to acknowledge their potential.

This was also true for the human race here.

The oldest person from the military side informed everyone about this.

If speaking in terms of combat power, the leader of the human race was indeed Jiang Yuan.

However, Jiang Yuan was from an academy after all.

And people from the Four Top Academies had always been at odds due to the Four School Joint Examination.

The person from the military probably feared this issue, which was why he voluntarily took on this task to inform everyone about this matter.

“Understood.”

Soon, the hall quieted down, everyone waiting for the mechanical voice to ring out.

They wanted to know what the elimination method for the next round would be.

At this moment, rewards were no longer important.

After all, no matter how good the reward, you had to be able to obtain it.

And after obtaining it, you had to be able to live.

The hall quieted down, and after about five more minutes, the mechanical voice sounded again.

“Eighth round, Arena Free-for-All!”

“In this round, all individuals can fight freely. There are no rules. Eliminate everyone in front of you. The last five remaining individuals will advance.”

“Those who die in the arena will be eliminated!”

As the mechanical voice fell, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the mechanical voice, those who were eliminated should not die.

This was the best outcome.

As for the remaining five people?

“We can go all out!”

A golden light flashed in Wenren Fangyan's eyes as he softly said to the Demon Race members.

There were only five people left in total, and it was impossible for all five of them to be eliminated in the final round.

And in this nine-chime Space-Time Gate Hall, the reward for the ninth round was undoubtedly the best.

So, what reason was there not to contend for it?

Not only the Demon Race, but everyone from other races also reached the same conclusion.

They might as well contend for these five spots.

It didn't matter if they died, as it was just elimination anyway.

If they wouldn't die, then it didn't matter!

Once the ninth round was passed, the rewards!

Everyone dared not imagine, but it was certain that the rewards would far exceed their current strength.

Perhaps there would even be red quality rewards.

People from various races instantly made their decisions, and the mechanical voice of the hall sounded again.

“Eighth round winner: one red quality heavenly material and earthly treasure, one red quality Skill Card, five purple quality equipment cards, fifteen purple quality Skill Cards, one purple quality Skill Card crafting method!”

As the mechanical voice fell, everyone cheered again.

The rewards for this eighth round already included a red quality heavenly material and earthly treasure, so what about the rewards for the ninth round?

However, the cheers of the crowd did not last long, and soon everyone's vision blurred instantly, and when it cleared again, they had already arrived at an arena.

A very large arena, but after these hundred-plus people entered, there wasn't much empty space left.

The battle had not yet begun, and people from various races instinctively grouped together.

They grouped according to their race.

At this moment, among all races, there were no allies of interest; they were all enemies!

Even the Demon Race, with the fewest members, now had six people, perfectly capable of monopolizing the rewards of this eighth round and reaching the ninth round.

Of course, the Dragon Race was still divided into two parts.

The hatred between the Eastern and Western Dragon Races was irreconcilable by any interests.

Moreover, both sides of the Dragon Race now had seven or eight people remaining.