There are only three groups left in the pure white space and fourteen people.

Since the fourth group entered the battlefield, they have been waiting here for nearly three hours, and most of the time they have been waiting for Leon's results.

They don’t know the situation on the battlefield, but as Leon, who has a sniper stationery tree, if he cannot snipe at the beginning of the battle and catch the other party off guard, he will inevitably have to distance himself from each other, find sniper points to hide, and wait for the opportunity.

So everyone is somewhat mentally prepared for the future.

Fortunately, Leon passed the pass.

The photo of guest.128 was crossed out by a red fork, and the fourth group of list disappeared. The little owl flapped his wings and pulled up the new list.

The fourteen people who had adapted to the screen projection layout were stunned and felt that the picture suddenly became crowded. After looking closely, they actually listed two lists of the fifth and sixth groups at the same time.

Before everyone could ask questions, the little owl spoke: "As of now, twenty people have passed the level and twelve people have passed the level. Congratulations on your pass rate reaching 60%~~ As a reward, from now on, two groups will be conducted at the same time every time you pass the level, which will shorten the waiting time later~~"

The fourteen people looked at each other, not knowing what expression to respond.

Cui Zhan’s dictionary has never had the word “touch” and he just started to mock it straightforwardly: “You either give it to it early or don’t give it to it. Now we only have three groups left. If you want to get two groups and two groups through the level, do you think you’re useless?”

The little owl tilted his head innocently and his big eyes were round: "If you want to blame, you blame your first group for being too poor, which lowered the overall pass rate~~"

Cui Zhan fell silent.

It was not speechless, but it was only now that the partners who lost their lives in the level had just entered the owl system to calculate the ratio. When he thought of this, he didn't want to say a word to this thing anymore.

Others have long focused on the screen projection list.

Next, two groups of ten people will enter the battlefield at the same time. The battle list is as follows-

[Group 5]

Three bars (fight) guest.130

Xu Dingdong (counter) guest.131

Whole wheat (fight) guest.132

Zhou Yunhui (fight) guest.133

Cui Zhan (fight) guest.134

[Group Six]

Buddha pattern (battle) guest.135

Sunday (fight) guest.136

Huo Xu (fight) guest.137

All (fight) guest.138

Hao Siwen (fight) guest.139

Ten white lights were shot down at the same time, covering all those who were about to enter the battlefield, and the pure white space was reflected brightly and dazzlingly.

Zhou Yunhui was waiting for teleportation in the white light when he suddenly saw a small golden dot drawing an arc in the air and heading straight for him.

He subconsciously raised his hand and caught the suspicious golden dot before his body was hit.

A golden commemorative coin.

Zhou Yunhui looked up in the arc thrown by the coin, but the teleportation light was even more abundant than before, and he only saw a dazzling beam of white.

The people in the white light should not be able to see him, but they seemed to know that he was looking over and whistled like teasing: "Lucky coins are not for you, but for you."

Zhou Yunhui recognized that sound too much. Not to mention blindly listening to and talking, even if the other party snorted, he could even recognize him with conditioned reflexes and roll his eyes.

But he didn't have time to roll his eyes now, he just felt it was hot: "Why do I want you lucky coins?"

"Your combat power is too weak, take it and add buff." Every word is the sincere sorrow that you worry about him.

Zhou Yunhui: “…”

Although he couldn't see Team Leader Cui in the White Light, he could completely imagine the other party's face that was worthy of beating at this moment, and he ensured that every expression was not bad at all!

"Remember to return it to me after I got the finish line." Team Leader Cui did not forget to emphasize ownership.

Zhou Yunhui wanted to throw it back to him now, but in the end he only threw it back in five words: "Then don't die."

After the teleportation was completed, the pure white space suddenly became empty, and only the last group of four people remained in the same place - Tang Lin, Shi Fangze, Big Four Xi, and Skeleton Bride.

On the other side, ten battlefields are opened at the same time.

The consulting room was also a little busy. Although they knew that the total winning rate would enter the double-group mode when it reached 60%, the Leon battle in the front not only tortures 128, but also almost dragged them down. No one paid attention to the winning rate. Suddenly, the two groups were announced to be synchronized in the next game, so they had to call out more screens to cast first.

Five pieces turn into ten pieces, and now it’s even more dazzling.

Although people who used to work in the past often projected the screen to monitor the level breakers in different positions or plot lines in the level, because of these differences, the time points of the situation of the level breakers in each projected screen are basically staggered. They can select the current projectors that need to pay attention to according to the specific situation.

But Sky City is different here, it is simple and rough, one-on-one, and every battlefield meets on a narrow road. Who do they see or not?

There is no way, so I can only treat everyone equally, line up the screens in a regular manner, wait for which battlefield to give surprises, or take the lead in fighting to the death, then adjust the position and focus on watching.

The fourth battlefield.

An opera house was greeted by Zhou Yunhui.

Golden frames, red velvet, and dazzling chandeliers are hung on the ornate dome painted with oil paintings. Large red chairs are arranged neatly, occupying the entire space of a floor, and at the front is the stage.

From the second to fourth floors, there are private rooms, which surround the opera hall. Each two small private rooms between Roman columns are like a retro window, allowing people inside to enjoy the performance from a more private perspective.

Zhou Yunhui stood in the center of a large red chair, looked up and saw no figure.

Finally, he looked straight ahead, the only place where he seemed to be able to hide people - the stage.

The curtain was tightly closed, hanging from above to the ground. There was no wind in the theater, but the crimson curtains rose and fell from time to time, like a blown microwave.

Suddenly, the lights of the entire theater went out.

As darkness descends, there is also a suffocating quietness.

Zhou Yunhui's hand unconsciously put on the back of the chair in front, clenched silently, alerting to everything that might appear in the darkness.

A white light shone brightly on the darkness and projected directly behind the curtain.

The white light was the same as when teleporting him into the battlefield, but it was impossible for a second partner to come in, it could only be guest.133. Zhou Yunhui almost subconsciously planned the stationery tree.

The white light disappeared quickly, but there was no new movement behind the curtain.

Zhou Yunhui waited for a while, but there was no one coming out of the curtain. He gradually became confused. Did he guess wrongly? Didn’t this light send the guests to the battlefield?

At this moment, three chasing lights suddenly shot from above the theater, converging in the center of the stage.

The curtain slowly opened with the sound of sliding on the track.

A man stood in the middle of the stage, chasing the light made him dazzlingly reflect.

Zhou Yunhui: “…”

Have you bought extra environmental effects for this sexy bag?

Slowly, Zhou Yunhui was suddenly stunned and looked up at the three light sources chasing lights again.

If he remembered correctly, when the lights were on, there was only a huge crystal chandelier above and no other lamps were found around him. So where did these three chasing lights come from now?

Is it really the VIP teleportation treatment given to the guests by the Owl system? Their passers-by only has a white light. In addition to a white light, the guests also have three chase lights behind?

This seems to make sense, but for some reason, Zhou Yunhui could not erase all the doubts in his heart.

The reason for this uneasiness may be traced back to when selecting opponent photos.

In one hundred photos, the guest.133 he chose was the only one who did not show his face - there was only a backlight silhouette in the darkness.

The fifth battlefield.

At the moment when his vision was clear, Cui Zhan thought he had returned to the dungeon. The dirty streets and dilapidated houses were full of life.

But the next second, when he looked up and saw the hazy sky, he woke up.

There is no sky in the dungeon.

This is his battlefield on 7/10.

In front of the narrow and dim alley entrance, a second white light came to guest.134.

It was a man with a figure similar to Cui Zhan and was dressed simply. After the voice of the little owl who announced the rules disappeared, he raised his eyes to Cui Zhan's gaze, curled up a faint smile, and nodded slightly: "Hello."

He knew what he was here to do, but he was fake. Cui Zhan was most annoyed by this: "Omit nonsense and just call him, OK?"

guest.134 was so happy. This time it was really fun. His face, which was just indifferent, suddenly became clear: "I am energetic, I like you."

Cui Zhan shook his head without thinking, and refused with his face: "No, you're late."

guest.134 is confused for a moment: "What?"

Cui Zhan shrugged: "If it were three or five months earlier, I would have really had a good chat with you. Now it's too late, I'll give all the coins."

"..." guest.134 suspected that there was a problem with the instant translation system connected to his brain, otherwise why did he understand every word the other party said, and he would be completely confused when he spliced ​​it together.

The Eighth Battlefield.

Huo Xu landed on a floating island the size of a football field.

It is inaccurate to say that it is an isolated island, and it is more like a larger piece of "floating ice", but it has grown into land and drifts with the waves in the vast ocean.
To be continued...