326: Chapter 326 Turn off the lights and close the door, get ready for a free purchase!

Just as Jiang You was lost in a flurry of wild thoughts.

"Friends in the audience!" The familiar voice of the host boomed through the amplification array, instantly igniting the passion of the hundred thousand spectators.

"After the tireless, day-and-night emergency repairs by the official array masters, Forbidden Zone No. 009 has been completely restored! The spatial laws have been stabilized, and all heavenly treasures have been reset!"

The host roared, his voice hoarse and filled with passion: "This is the final showdown of the Hundred Schools League! It is also the last chance for the major universities to compete for spots in the [Dragon Fall Abyss]!"

"The winner takes all, the loser is eliminated. There is no retreat!"

The cheers from the stands rose in wave after wave.

On the high platform, President Xia Yun stood with his hands behind his back, looking down from above at the group of surging, talented prodigies below.

The old man's brow furrowed imperceptibly.

He always felt that the atmosphere among these little brats today was a bit strange, especially the looks directed toward the Magic City Martial Arts University, which were like a pack of hungry wolves staring at a piece of fatty meat.

But this was, after all, a survival battle royale; being targeted was part of the competition.

President Xia Yun didn't waste any words and swung his hand forward abruptly.

"Rumble—!" Accompanied by a deafening roar of space, the huge, deep blue teleportation gate in the center of the plaza slowly opened again, like a giant beast of the starry sky opening its maw, exhaling rich spatial spiritual energy.

"The second survival battle royale, officially begins!" President Xia Yun's voice was like a booming bell, suppressing the entire venue: "All personnel, enter the array!"

As his voice fell, the teams from the major universities began to file into the light gate in an orderly manner. The atmosphere became grim and oppressive at that moment.

When the team from Imperial Capital Martial Arts University passed the Magic City Martial Arts University camp, Qin Zhuo, who was walking in the front, deliberately lowered the brim of her hat.

At the moment she brushed past Jiang You and Gou Fugui, she paused slightly and tilted her head. Her gaze beneath her sunglasses stared fixedly at the two of them.

"Wash your necks clean and wait."

A cold remark, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, carrying the killing intent of falling into an ice cave, drifted lightly into the ears of everyone from Magic City Martial Arts University.

Gou Fugui trembled violently in fear and quickly shrank behind Xiang Batian, muttering in a low voice: "Batian, this woman has been holding a grudge for three days..."

Jiang You, on the other hand, rubbed the back of his neck with a confused expression. Wash his neck? He had just taken a shower at the hotel this morning; did this woman have a severe obsession with cleanliness?

Beside him, Lu Xingye heard this provocation, but his eyes lit up. He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and sneered: "Heh, woman, your arrogance has successfully caught the attention of this seat, the Black Flame Dragon!"

Before Lu Xingye could finish his subsequent lines, Xie Fuyao expressionlessly grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him into the teleportation array. "Stop talking nonsense, surviving in the map is what matters."

Jiang You shook his head in confusion, took a step, and followed the team, diving headfirst into that deep blue teleportation gate.

At the very moment his body was half-submerged in the teleportation array, inside his inner world—which was usually calm and seemed to want nothing more than to sleep—the [Organ Chat Group], which had been silent for three full days, instantly flashed a glaring red light!

[Brain (slowly adjusting the glasses on the bridge of its nose, a standard yet cruel villainous smile slowly spreading across its lips)] "Hehehe... These official laborers have done well; the venue is quite well-maintained."

"Brothers, get ready to work!" "Once we go in, take the highest authority to close the doors and turn off the lights!" "Let's let these arrogant prodigies know who is really in charge of this Forbidden Zone No. 009!"

"Swish—!" A dazzling white teleportation light flashed. Jiang You, along with everyone from Magic City Martial Arts University, completely disappeared into the light gate.

They stepped into this "deadly trap" tailor-made for them by over a hundred top prodigies. Little did they know, in this seemingly airtight encirclement, who was the prey and who was the true peerless hunter.

...

After a dizzying sensation of spatial tearing. "Plop!" Accompanied by a dull thud, Gou Fugui landed face-first in his standard posture, smashing solidly onto a moss-covered stone slab.

"Ouch, why is it this posture again..." Gou Fugui covered his nose, which had almost been flattened, and climbed up from the ground, dizzy.

This time, his luck was clearly not as heaven-defying as in the previous round; he did not land on Xiang Batian's reassuring pectoral muscles, but was randomly teleported into a relic of ancient alien architecture that exuded a desolate atmosphere.

All around were broken walls and ruins, with waist-high weeds swaying in the wind; there wasn't even a ghost in sight.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" Gou Fugui spat out the mud from his mouth, quickly adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and crouched down, hiding behind a thick broken pillar.

Recalling the repeated exhortations of Principal Pang Ban before entering the gate, Gou Fugui nodded in deep agreement: "The Principal is right; when you're out and about, saving your life is the priority! As long as I don't show my head, no one can get points by taking my head!"

As the chief financial expert of Magic City Martial Arts University's Class F, and a Fourth-Order early-stage support-type combat weakling, Gou Fugui had a very clear understanding of his own positioning.

He reached into his bosom without hesitation, gritted his molars, and pulled out a thick stack of Daxia coins with a pained expression on his face. A full three thousand!

"Spending money to avoid disaster, spending money to avoid disaster..." Gou Fugui muttered to himself, his fingertips glowing with a golden light filled with the sour smell of money. Supernatural Ability [Forced Trade], activate!

"I use these three thousand Daxia coins to forcibly buy out my presence for the next thirty minutes! Below Peak Fourth-Order, no one can use their naked eye or spiritual power to detect me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three thousand in cash in his hand turned into specks of golden light and dissipated into the air. Gou Fugui's entire figure seemed to melt into the background, instantly becoming transparent and devoid of life, perfectly merging with the surrounding ruins.

At his current realm, if he spent a little more money, he could even block detection from Peak Fourth-Order. But Gou Fugui was a true businessman who valued cost-effectiveness.

"This damn map is so big, and there are only a few Peak Fourth-Order experts at most. It's impossible for me to be so unlucky as to bump into them right after landing, right?" "Three thousand is enough to defend against those ordinary university prodigies!"

Gou Fugui calculated with peace of mind and began to stick to the wall, groping through the ruins like a ghost, preparing to find a high point with an open view to hide first.

It wasn't just Gou Fugui. At this moment, everyone in Class F, who had been scattered to various corners of the map—whether it was Xie Fuyao, Qiu Yunan, or the newly entered invisible man Mo Wu—all strictly implemented Principal Pang Ban's "cowardice strategy."

The first thing everyone did upon landing was not to grab resources or hunt monsters, but to unanimously find cover, conceal their auras, and become thorough campers.

Gou Fugui carefully groped forward along a dilapidated stone road for about ten minutes. Suddenly, a sound of soft footsteps ahead alerted him.

"Rustle... Rustle..." It wasn't just one person! Judging by the noise, there were at least five or six!

Gou Fugui's heart tightened; he quickly held his breath and pressed himself tightly behind a huge half-body stone statue, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Soon, several figures holding weapons turned the corner from ahead, searching the ruins in a fan formation.

Gou Fugui hid in the dark and secretly poked half his head out to take a look. "Oh, these people have good luck!"

Gou Fugui muttered in his heart: "This damn secret realm is so big; to be able to find five or six teammates just ten minutes into the start, what kind of heaven-defying luck is this?"

However, when his eyes clearly saw the attire of those few people, Gou Fugui's eyes, hidden behind his lenses, instantly widened! A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to his scalp!

"Wait... something's wrong!"