Everyone did not investigate Qin Yu's strange self-introduction, so Lin Feng summoned everyone to sit around the stone table in the hall.

The stone table is dozens of meters in radius, and even if the two four-meter-high big guys, Fenghu and Yanlong, are enough to sit down.

"This time, I'm glad that two more brothers, Yu and Beisha, joined our team."

On the main position, Captain Lin Feng smiled and said, "Yu was awarded the four-star medal when the recruits were tested, and his strength was unquestionable. Although the Beisha brothers had not been awarded the four-star battlefield medal, he had experienced countless battles in the ninth battlefield in his early years, and he was also a life-and-death friendship between Fenghu and Yan Long, and had a rich combat experience. With the two joining, our team's strength can rise to another level!"

"Boss, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get to the point!"

The thin Heiqing nestled in a tall chair, carrying a wine pot alone and poured a sip of strong wine. He wiped a sip of wine stains on his arm, and said indifferently.

"Xiao Hei, the boss welcomes the two recruits. Do you seem unhappy?"

Next to him, Long Yu held his cheek with one hand and twisted the black chess piece in the jade bowl in front of him with the other hand. He couldn't help but look at Hei Qing with a white look when he heard this.

"Of course I'm happy!" Hei Qing snorted, "The brother identified by the boss is naturally also my Hei Qing's brother. However, since he is already a brother, there is no need to talk about it in the scene. The brothers naturally have a clear idea and will not look at Brother Yu and Beisha in a different way."

"Okay, then let's get to the point."

Lin Feng laughed when he heard this.

Hei Qing looks thin and small, less than one meter tall, but he has a very anxious temper and likes to drink. He is a generous man.

"Brothers Yu and Beisha have just joined our team. According to convention, they should first give a brief understanding of the situation on the Ninth Battlefield."

Lin Feng's smile slightly constrained and waved his hand to spread a star map on the stone table.

Buzz!

Under the infusion of star power, a glimmer of light burst out from the star map, and a microcosm of a vast starry sky appeared above the stone table, with many different colors of light dots dotted on this starry sky.

"These light spots are the battle zone locations of the ninth battlefield."

Lin Feng pointed to the light dots in the void image and explained, "The light dots have five colors, representing five levels of war zones."

"The white light spot represents a first-level war zone and is also the lowest-level war zone. Participants are generally one-star low-level war zone and two-star medium-level war zone. The first-level war zone has the largest number in the ninth battlefield, but the space range is not large. Many legion battles usually occur in the first-level war zone."

"The green light spot represents the second-level war zone. The most common here are three-star top war zones and four-star elite war zones. Legion battles are rarely in the second-level war zones, and most of them are battles between squads."

"The blue light spot represents a level 3 war zone. This level of war zone brings together a large number of elite teams on the ninth battlefield, usually four-star elite warriors, and occasionally there are a small number of God-Lord Warriors. Of course, in the level 3 war zone, there are also a small number of strong men who choose personal combat mode."

"The red light spot represents the fourth-level war zone. This is a high-level war zone, mainly the God Lord's realm war generals, and most of them will choose personal combat modes. The Star Lord will hardly appear in the fourth-level war zone."

"The golden light spot represents the fifth-level war zone. The fifth-level war zone is the top-level war zone on the ninth battlefield. For most people, it is a forbidden area. Here, the strongest combat power of the four peak tribes in the ninth battlefield is gathered. Even the strong men at the level of the Divine Marquis are at risk of falling. Therefore, few people in the extreme strong men who are not in the Divine Lord realm dare to break into the fifth-level war zone."

...

Lin Feng's introduction gave Qin Yu a clearer understanding of the ninth battlefield.

The ninth battlefield has existed for endless years, and thousands of war zones of different levels have been divided into thousands of war zones of different levels, each of which spans from one light-year to tens of light-years. Moreover, the composition of strong people in war zones of each level is almost fixed. The powerful strong people will not go to low-level war zones. First, they will have little combat skills to kill the weak, and second, they will not have the effect of fighting and training. Of course, the weak will not go to high-level war zones, after all, no one wants to die.

"Our team is active in the second-level war zone most of the time, and occasionally go to the weaker third-level war zone to experience it."

Lin Feng's eyes were as calm as a mountain, sweeping towards Qin Yu and Beisha, "In recent years, our team's strength has grown very quickly, so I want to expand my members and prepare for the future entry into the third-level war zone. This time, with the two brothers Yu and Beisha, joining me, I suggest that the main activity areas in the future will be placed in the third-level war zone!"

"I agree!"

Hei Qing was the first to raise his hand, "The second-level war zone has been fucked up. With the strength of our team, we should have gone to the third-level war zone."

"Without the captain's calm combat style, can our team guarantee zero deaths over the years?"

Yan Long, the burly Dragon Man, slapped the table and snorted coldly: "Nigga, all the third-level war zones are elite teams. They have been fighting for many years and have such rich combat experience. There is even a super elite team led by the God Lord! Do you think you can save your life by reaching the third-level war zone?"

"Then do you disagree?"

Hei Qing sneered and curled his lips.

"Of course I agree!"

Yan Long stared at Hei Qing and growled, "But I just can't stand your mouth! You can say whatever you say! If our team hadn't been able to ensure zero casualties over the years, their strength and equipment were significantly enhanced, and two new teammates with strong strength came, do you think the captain would decide to take the risk to the third-level war zone?"

Hearing this, Hei Qing suddenly burst into anger and slapped the table suddenly: "Yan Long! Don't pretend for me! Without my field suppression, do you think you are really a 'crossing dragon'?"

"Enough!"

Long Yu put down the chess piece in his hand, stared at the two of them with beautiful eyes and shouted, "What are you two quarrels? Do you disagree with the captain's suggestion, or are you dissatisfied with the captain? Come one by one, Yan Long, you can talk first!"

"Of course I am the captain, it's the nigger..."

Faced with Long Yu's scolding, Yan Long lost his temper.

"Just like to accept it! Xiao Hei, where are you?" Long Yu turned his eyes and stared at Hei Qing. Xiao Hei was not in a straight face all day long, and he spoke carelessly and never passed through his brain.

"I'm just saying, why are you doing so seriously?"

Hei Qing saw that Longyu was rarely serious, so he immediately withered and retreated into the chair and drank alone.

He was just because of his personality and couldn't help but talk for a while. If he had not been convinced by the captain Lin Feng and had left the team long ago, how could he stay here?

Of course, Lin Feng also knows this.

"alright."

After a moment, Lin Feng smiled slightly and said to everyone: "Since everyone has no objection to entering the third-level war zone, then the area we will fight next time will be in the Ursey Food War Zone!"
Chapter completed!