"The Invincible War God Team won the number ring victory!"

Ignoring the reactions of everyone below the audience, the referee walked straight to Gu Mochen, raised his right hand high, and announced loudly to the audience.

Win.

Gu Mochen dissipated his momentum and did not look at Mao Meng again. He slowly turned around and walked off the arena and returned to Zhang Anhai and the others.

"Win!"

On the other side of the monitoring room, Duan Kangde danced with joy, rushed into the air and waved his fists hard, and smiled into a chrysanthemum.

The staff next to him were silently away from him, not because they were afraid of being hit by his fist, but because they were afraid of his saliva spurting out...

Duan Kant looked around and wanted to find a woman in black to share his joy. No, she was proud, but she found that the other party had been no longer here and was very upset for a while.

On this side of the ring.

Gu Mochen and Zhang Anhai and the others carefully moved Wu Jie and walked slowly towards the contestants' rest area in the audience step by step.

Li Xin fell at the end and turned around from time to time to look at the other side of the digit ring. There was indescribable disgust in her cold eyes.

The number ring was empty. After the staff cleared the bloodstains, two other teams took over. The ninety-eight teams must all decide the winner and the defeat will be held before the next round of lottery will be grouped.

This also gave Gu Mochen and the others a time to adjust their rest.

Apart from Wu Jie, although Zhang Anhai and Zhang Hua were defeated, they did not get anything. At this time, they just took advantage of this time difference to sort out their experiences in fighting.

With the help of Li Xin's elixir, Wu Jie woke up after a while. Although Li Yuncai's chest was hit by Li Yuncai, it was no longer a serious problem.

There was still a hint of confusion in his eyes. Lying on the simple folding bed sent by the staff, Wu Jie stared blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't want to be like his usual unrestrained personality.

Zhang Anhai and Zhang Hua looked at each other, with a worried look on their faces. They thought they were beaten to death, right?

Gu Mochen sighed, only he was Wu Jie's confusion came from.

"Can you still remember it? Try to recall it as much as possible, it will be of great benefit to you."

He squatted in front of Wu Jie and said to him softly.

He knew that the sudden enlightenment was not easy, but he still didn't want Wu Jie to give up. He naturally couldn't go back to his previous state, but while the memories in his mind had not yet dissipated, he recalled his mood at that time, which was also a very beneficial thing for Wu Jie himself. He still couldn't help but remind him.

"Um."

Wu Jie's eyes were still a little dull, and he didn't go to see Gu Mochen. After a while, he sighed softly: "What a mysterious feeling!"

Gu Mochen smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, it's a bit of a pity."

"Nothing a pity."

Wu Jie finally turned his head slowly, his eyes were blank, his expression slowly became firm, and he said, "I am lucky to get it, but I am lucky to lose it, but being able to touch this mysterious level is already a great fortune for me!"

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Anhai said that he didn’t understand, is it mysterious?

Didn’t Wu Jie always be under his nose? When was it mysterious, why didn’t he know?

"You don't understand even if you say it!"

Wu Jie laughed happily and tried to hold up. The pain in his chest improved a lot. He just frowned slightly and could sit up by himself.

"Let me be the first to be there!"

He moved his muscles and bones and asked Gu Mochen for advice.

"Can you do it?"

Zhang Anhai was stunned for a moment and fussed: "You were beaten to vomit blood just now and were unconscious. Be careful that you would be interrupted by someone else's bones when you go up!"

Although he was hurting Wu Jie, the concern in his words was obvious. Gu Mochen thought the three of them were brothers, and Zhang Anhai also thought that each of them was his own brother.

Although he always likes to argue with Wu Jie, when the critical moment comes, he is still thinking about the other party wholeheartedly.

"I'll go!"

He compared his fists and said, "This time it won't be like it did just now!"

He also learned a lot from the battle with Li Yuncai, and it was the time when he was in high spirits.

"Brother Hai, let Wu Jie get on first."

Gu Mochen shook his head and stopped Zhang Anhai from dissuading him.

Although Wu Jie's injury has not healed, now is the time when he has the best chance to improve himself. Now if Wu Jie fights another game, the understanding he has gained will be far more than that of Zhang Anhai himself.

If you miss an opportunity once, you must at least hold on to a little bit of the tail.

"Please pay attention to all participating teams, please pay attention to all participating teams!"

Everyone was discussing the next formation when suddenly Duan Kant's voice came from the tweeter throughout the martial arts hall.

"The ninety-eight teams have all finished the competition. Let us congratulate the forty-nine participating teams that won. So don't waste time. Let's start the second round of lottery draw!"

Duan Kant was not at the scene. He was still in the surveillance room and used the radio to host the martial arts competition remotely.

The host was really free and easy to do his job.

The ninety-eight teams were sharply reduced by half. The rules of this game were simple and rough, but they were also very cold-blooded and ruthless. If they failed once, they lost all their qualifications.

The team left behind was cold and fierce, and although the failure was dejected, most of them did not leave and stayed in the contestants' seat. Oh, for them, they were already considered a real audience. On the one hand, they watched other contestants' competitions to improve themselves, and on the other hand, they also wanted to see if there was any possibility of digging out one or two warriors who could dig out.

After all, those who can come here are the peaks of extreme warriors. For all the fiercely competitive sects, being able to dig one would be a good help.

After Duan Kant finished speaking, electronic number balls were rolling wildly on the large screen in the middle, but the number of number balls was significantly smaller.

"Haha, it's time to be exciting now!"

Duan Kant's voice suddenly rang as the number ball rolled. He seemed to be very satisfied with his arrangement and said proudly: "Let's see now, who will be the first lucky one today and draw the number of bye!"

However, in the monitoring room, Duan Kant said this and turned around and whispered to the staff next to him.

The staff understood and pressed a button on the console expressionlessly.

At the same time, the number balls on the big screen suddenly began to break a lot. It looked like they were in duels. Which number balls were not broken when they collided with each other, and the last one was the number ball of the bye team!

It seems fair, but the glance Duan Kant just now shows it all.

If the hardness of other numbers balls is, the staff have adjusted the hardness of the numbers balls and smashed them?

It does not exist.

(End of this chapter)

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Chapter completed!