"Let's go to the third floor to take a look."
There were a total of four rooms on the second floor. Du Feng's team managed to pass two of them, which was considered pretty good. By the time they came out, the other two had already been passed through and were in a sealed state. If they wanted to obtain more treasures, they could only go to a higher floor to try their luck.
The higher the floor, the more difficult it was to pass, and the competition was more intense. Often, when one team was defeated, another team would rush in. Before they could pass the level, they would have to defeat several teams first. Of course, there were also people like Du Feng's team. The two teams knew each other, and after entering the room, they could work together to pass the level without fighting.
When they reached the third floor, everyone was dumbfounded. Because the rules of the room were different from what they had imagined. They couldn't pass the level with six people. Only one person was allowed to enter at a time. After an hour, a second person could enter. If two people still couldn't pass the level, a third person could enter after another hour.
This was the ideal situation. Every time, it was their own people who entered. If the opponent entered, then there was a possibility of a fight. If one or two people died, they would have to wait for another time to enter. No wonder no one had succeeded after so long. Just waiting took so long. Moreover, no one was willing to let others enter first.
In the end, everyone discussed a countermeasure. The people who entered each time could not be teammates from the same team. If the previous people were teammates from the same team, it would be too unfair to the martial artists who entered later. They might as well let one person enter from each team. Whether they could cooperate with each other depended on luck. As for winning or losing, it depended on their own ability.
During the time that Du Feng passed the first two floors, many people had died in the third floor. Because everyone came from different teams, it was difficult to cooperate sincerely. Often, they would agree to cooperate at the beginning, but when they were about to succeed, they would fall out. In the end, if they didn't die, they would be injured. If they died, they would be finished. If they were injured, they wouldn't have the strength to continue and could only wait for death inside.
The rooms on the third floor couldn't be left. Once you entered, you couldn't come out unless you passed the level. If you didn't, you would die inside. After a fight, the injured party wouldn't be better off than dead, because the newcomers who entered would immediately kill them. Even if one's strength was outstanding and managed to win two or three rounds, he still wouldn't be able to withstand the continuous tag-team battles.
"Newcomer, who are you going to send in?"
Du Feng's group of six was obviously in cahoots with one look. Even if they split into two teams, they couldn't have two people in one room. Coincidentally, there was an empty seat in one of the rooms, and a middle-aged man was there to maintain order. He asked them who they wanted to send in.
Ouch! When he saw the middle-aged man, Du Feng's eyes lit up. The middle-aged man was actually at the Fourth Stage of the Ethereal Transformation Realm in the Cultivation Realm, which was slightly higher than Du Feng's. This was the first time he had encountered a martial artist with a higher Cultivation Level than him since he had entered the Feather Flying Secret Realm. No wonder he could maintain this place for so long. He must have some strength.
"I'll go!"
Du Feng smiled and volunteered to be the first to take the risk. In fact, he could already tell that the middle-aged man had waited for so long and did not go in. Instead, he stayed outside to maintain order and let everyone exhaust their strength first. By the time most of them were dead, he would naturally be able to smoothly pass with his strength.
Of course, there was a downside to this. If someone in front of him successfully passed, he would have missed a good opportunity.
Seeing that Du Feng volunteered to take the risk, the middle-aged man's face stiffened. He was also surprised that he had encountered a Fourth Stage Ethereal Transformation Realm martial artist. However, after thinking about it carefully, there were still five people in the room. Whoever was stronger would be targeted by the others. Perhaps it would turn into a five against one situation, and a Fourth Stage Ethereal Transformation Realm Cultivation Realm would be useless.
"You guys go to the fourth floor and wait for me. I'll be there soon."
Du Feng had already understood. According to the rules of the third floor, Sun Wen, Sun Xing, and the rest had no chance of passing. They would only die if they went in. It was better to go to the fourth floor and take a look. Staying here was a waste of time.
"Such arrogance!"
After Du Feng said this, some people could not bear to listen to him. What did he mean by coming soon? He was saying it as if he could pass the level the moment he entered. Don't forget that there were still five people inside, and each of them was not simple.
Of course, Du Feng did not care about that unconvinced person. He went into the room. When he entered, he saw five martial artists in a standoff. None of them were willing to submit, but none of them dared to make the first move. Basically, whoever made the first move would be surrounded by the others. This was the case for the one who died earlier.
"Someone is coming!"
Just as the five people were in a deadlock, they saw Du Feng walk in. According to the tacit understanding they had developed, they would first kill the new martial artist. When there was no one else coming in, they would fight among themselves. Therefore, the five of them charged toward Du Feng at the same time.
"Not good!"
Originally, it was a five-man pincer attack. Unexpectedly, two of them suddenly retreated. This was because the two of them had explored the second floor of Wenyan Temple and saw with their own eyes how Du Feng killed the Shadow Clan members. If they charged in now, they would be sending themselves to death. They might as well do him a favor.
Therefore, the situation became interesting. Two of the people in the team did not attack Du Feng. Instead, they suddenly attacked the people around them. Of course, it was not easy for them to launch a sneak attack. After all, everyone was still on guard against each other. This way, it became a two-on-two situation. Only one person was left to attack Du Feng.
This person charging over was purely sending himself to death. Du Feng did not want to delay. He swung the Thunder Fire Sword horizontally, and a huge head flew up. The whole set of actions was clean and neat. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The others did not even have time to react.
"Ah!"
The other two were dumbfounded. They thought they had been tricked. Why did the tacit understanding break the moment this person came in? Did they already have an agreement? How did that middle-aged uncle outside guard them? In any case, it was too late to regret now.
Du Feng's Thunder Fire Sword slashed over again. One of the martial artists instinctively raised his weapon to block. In the end, he was split into two along with his saber. After his corpse was split open, there was still the Thunder Fire burning in the middle. He really could not rest in peace. However, this also had a disadvantage. His soul would be burned and could not be recovered.
"The two of you, guard the door."
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