"Hmph!"
Although Du Feng and Guan Jiadong exchanged pleasantries, Guan Jianan was still very displeased. He didn't like pretty boys to begin with, and he disliked tsundere ladies even more. Now, he had encountered both of them. If it wasn't for the special place at the bottom of the lake, he really wanted to have a good fight with them.
But before Guan Jianan could find fault with them, a few more teams arrived at the bottom of the lake. There were many of them, and there were also teams of three or four people. In short, no one came down alone, and there weren't five or six people coming together. Probably even those martial artists who survived alone wouldn't dare to enter the historical site by themselves and might as well leave.
Very soon, the number of people on the ground was close to a hundred. Judging from the ranking of the 36 Dippers and 72 Earthly Fiends, they should be able to open the historical site after gathering 108 people. Hence, everyone's mood was excited. But after waiting for a while, there were still no new martial artists arriving.
Actually, they only needed two or three more teams to gather eight or nine people. But for some reason, these eight or nine people just weren't enough. Could it be that there was no chance to enter the historical site this time? Just as everyone was discussing spiritedly, a large group of people suddenly came down from above. These people should have agreed to set off together and arrive at the same time. There were exactly 108 people.
The sudden arrival of this team of 108 people made the smaller teams that arrived earlier all nervous. The situation was very clear. These 108 people wanted to eliminate the remaining people. Because the historical site could only be opened by 108 people, it was very likely that only 108 people would be able to pass.
Everyone was nervous. Because Helian Biyu had a good impression of Du Feng's handsome face, she unconsciously moved forward. Everyone became nervous. Helian Biyu, who had a good impression of Du Feng's handsome face, unconsciously moved forward. Tong Dazhuang and Qin Xingkong also moved forward. Their two teams formed a small team of five.
They stared at the 108 people who came later. At most, they would just fight. What's the big deal? Actually, there were quite a lot of people who came later. Adding them up, there were almost 100 people. But these people were all in teams of two to four people, and they basically didn't know each other. However, these people were formed in groups of two to four people, and they basically did not know each other. If they really fought, they would definitely not be united.
As for the 108 people who came later, they were all formed by teams of around 20 people. This was excluding the 100 people who were left behind to guard the place. Otherwise, they would be even more powerful. There were many of them in a single team to begin with, and they had formed alliances with each other. This was equivalent to 108 people, all of them of one heart. At the very least, before entering the ruins, they were of one mind.
"Motherf * cker, so what if you have more people? We four brothers will stand here and see who dares to move. "
Guan Jianan's mouth never stopped moving. Guan Jiadong wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Everyone present could hear his loud, broken voice.
Idiot. Almost everyone looked at Guan Jianan. They thought to themselves that this fool was truly unafraid of death. There were only four of them, yet they dared to provoke a team of 108 people. These one hundred and eight people were all ferocious and not to be trifled with. They all looked on with schadenfreude, wondering what would happen if they wrote it down.
"Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the one hundred and eight people really moved. Interestingly, their target was not the four Guan brothers, but the few teams at the back. Those who stood further away meant that they had arrived later. To a certain extent, the fact that they arrived late meant that they were still relatively weak. Among these people, many of them were martial artists who had wanted to see Guan Jianan suffer. They had never thought that they would be the first to suffer.
It was not an exaggeration to say that these 108 people bullied the weak and feared the strong. They had already thought it through. They would first eliminate the weaker teams, and then think of other ways to deal with the rest.
Although those who arrived late were timid and afraid of causing trouble, when it came to a life-threatening situation, none of them were weak. Once a fight broke out, all of them were experts. After all, it was not easy for them to reach the bottom of the lake alive. Liu Qing and Sun Baikang, who were selected as outstanding students from the Seven Basaltic Mansions, did not make it to the bottom of the lake alive.
One hundred and eight people of one heart was different from the small teams, which had their own way of doing things. In the beginning, it was a little chaotic, but after a long time, they developed a tacit understanding. The small teams were separated and surrounded in twos and threes, and it became more and more difficult for them to fight.
One of the young masters, who was also wearing a white robe, had one arm chopped off. He was not weak, but there were too many opponents, and he could not use any combat skills in this place. He seemed to be a dexterous martial artist who was good at using a soft sword. His sword was light, and his body movements were graceful. Since elemental energy could not be used here, he could not use body movement or sword combat skills. After a few clashes, he was at a disadvantage. Light weapons were easily deformed in a head-on clash, and his arm was not strong. If he was slightly slow, he would lose an arm.
"Are you really going to stand by and watch? Once we are all dead, it will be your turn next."
The man in white was so angry that he cursed. He was about to die from depression. He was a dignified swordsman, but he was forced into a fluster by a group of boorish men and even lost an arm. If it was a different environment, he would definitely be able to play around with them. It was not a big deal even if they had more people. The vast sea allowed fish to leap, the vast sky allowed birds to fly. Once he used his body movement technique, he would not be afraid of numbers. But now that he did not have the chance to use his body movement technique, was he really going to die here? He steeled his heart and started to encourage the remaining martial artists.
"He is right, we cannot just wait like this."
Du Feng was the first to respond to the man in white because he was right. Once the fifty or so people were all killed, the ones left would be them. After all, the opponent had one hundred and eight people, and their goal was to eliminate all the outsiders.
"Kill!"
"Charge!"
Just as Du Feng's voice fell, Guan Jianan was the first to rush out. He was like a super large cannonball, his legs exerting force as he catapulted out. His left hand held a large rectangular shield, and his right hand held a six-edged golden melon hammer. With a ferocious charge, he created an opening in the encirclement, and then he smashed the hammer over. The opponent hurriedly raised his blade to block, but he could not block it.
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