On the side of the Holy Empire, there were still fifteen teams remaining after the end of the second round. On the side of the Cang Hai Empire, there were eleven teams remaining.
The three great empires seemed to be advancing side by side … in a miserable manner.
If it weren't for the reassuring Fu Long Battle Team on Ancestral Gragon's side, many people would probably feel hopeless.
It was another period of silent rest, and another period of crazy seclusion!
Ancestral Dragon Calendar, Yingwu First Year, 20th day of the fifth month.
There was only one day left before the third round of the competition.
In the past six months, almost everyone in the Zulong Empire only cared about this matter.
Everything else was no longer important to them.
But Fu Long Battle Team's product, Sister Guo's Noodles, was still opened to the Emperor Star, Ziyun.
In the entire Fu Long battle team, no one publicized this matter.
However, this matter was still exposed by the resourceful netizens.
As a result, Sister Guo's noodles exploded.
Even though Xiao Bai and the others had never stood out to admit that Sister Guo's Rice Noodle was their business, the business of this chain of rice noodle shops from Flying Immortals Hundred Flowers was still exploding at an unbelievable rate.
Even Xiao Bai and the others were shocked by the amount of money they had earned.
Sister Guo and Brother Guang couldn't hold on any longer.
Thus, Sun Yuelin had no choice but to temporarily leave the equally popular Giant City trial field …
Fortunately, Long Aotian and the others were watching over at the City of Giants. Although it was also incomparably popular, because of the limited space, they could only accept orders and queue up, so they could still watch.
But the rice noodle shop was completely different.
This was a terrifying cash flow!
No one was jealous.
They all felt that this was what the Fu Long battle team deserved.
However, whether it was Sun Yuelin, Long Aotian, or Xiao Bai, none of them wanted their businesses to flourish like this.
If there was no war, what harm was there in having a dull business?
This year's Empire League Tournament had not been held, including the Planetary League Tournaments of the various planets.
But almost no one paid attention to it.
The first year of the Heroic Martial Era was also known as the worst year of the empire league.
It was college entrance examination season again. Everyone in the department responsible for enrollment at Fei University was about to collapse.
Because they had suddenly become more popular than The First Academy!
Of course, none of this mattered to Shirō Makino and the others.
Right now, they only had one goal — to defeat their opponents!
More accurately, it was to kill the opponent!
They could not allow any of their opponents to leave alive.
"I heard that the battle between Deities and Overlords started yesterday." Wen Jun looked at Shirō Makino and asked.
"Yes, but I didn't report the results." Shirō Makino nodded.
It wasn't that the officials were deliberately hiding it, but the results didn't seem to be out yet.
The results of the competition that started yesterday were still not out yet.
In fact, it was eight God-ranks and eight Overlord-ranks facing the eight God-ranks and eight Overlord-ranks of the Protoss in sixteen battles.
But until now, there was still no result. It was likely that the battle was not over yet.
Shirō Makino and the others did not even know where the battlefield was, much less where the eight Overlord-ranked experts of the Zulong Empire had come from.
Ten o 'clock at night.
Shirō Makino's communicator suddenly rang.
He glanced at it, and a look of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes.
In reality, there weren't many things that could make Xiao Bai so happy.
The caller was Bai Chuyue!
"You won?"
This was the first thing Shirō Makino said when he picked up the call.
The others around him all pricked up their ears, and their eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation.
Even Wenjun had the same expression on his face.
He had been here for more than a month, and he was already familiar with this group of people.
"Listen to what you're saying. Has your great-aunt ever lost?" Bai Chuyue's voice came from the other side.
"Great-Aunt is mighty and domineering!" Shirō Makino hurriedly flattered.
"Alright, stop flattering me. Although I won, I didn't kill the opponent. Anyway, I've advanced, and I need to rest for half a year …" Bai Chuyue said. "So, you must be careful during this half a year. If anything happens, I might not be able to rush over to help you in time."
Shirō Makino's heart suddenly tightened. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, just a small injury." Bai Chuyue said casually.
"Is it convenient for me to take a look?" Shirō Makino asked.
"I'm a big girl, and you're just a little brat. What are you looking at? I'm not showing you! "Bai Chuyue said as she hung up.
Shirō Makino was speechless.
The others were also speechless.
Was she really their great-aunt?
Big girl?
Awkward.
However, Bai Chuyue's words also revealed a problem.
That was, the battle between Emperors should be much longer than the battle between these young people!
Half a year of recuperation meant that the battle between the top four Emperors would be at least half a year later. By that time, the battle between the young division would be basically over.
It was even possible that the big battle would be about to begin.
Subsequently, Shirō Makino and the others received insider news from the palace.
In the battle between the top sixteen and the top eight, the human race had won five battles!
In these five battles, the five God Protoss opponents had all been killed by the God Realm masters of the human race!
This was really unexpected, but it was incomparably inspiring!
"Awesome!"
"Domineering!"
"So damn cool!"
"This is the top combat power of the human race!"
This news was too inspiring.
Because in the three battles that they had lost, the three God Realm masters of the human race did not die.
Although they were all seriously injured, they were still alive!
In other words, in the battle between the God Realm masters, the Zulong Empire had taken the lead!
They had a real advantage!
As for the Emperors, they had four wins and four losses, the same as the opponent.
There were no casualties on the Overlord-ranked side, but injuries were inevitable.
Although this news was not exciting, it was enough to show that the humans did not lose in the battle between the two human factions!
The Protoss pyramid was indeed strong, but when it came to the higher levels, the situation was the opposite of the human race when it came to the God Realm and Emperor Realm.
The Protoss side had more God Realm and Emperor Realm masters. However, in terms of individual combat power, they did not have much of an advantage.
Therefore, when it came to negotiations, it was really hard to say who had the upper hand.
This news was subsequently announced through official channels the next day, before the third round of the young division began.
The entire Zulong Empire was in a state of jubilation!
The defeat of the young division made countless people feel extremely depressed. If not for the Fu Long Battle Team supporting them, many people would have probably collapsed.
But the God Realm and Emperor Realm were delightful!
If they continued to fight like this, in the end, the Ancestral Dragon side might really have a chance to achieve victory in all three divisions!
That was four hundred and fifty years of peace!
Although there were no battles in the past 8,000 years, in recent years, who did not know that the Protoss could descend at any time and that the war would start again?
If they could clearly obtain 450 years of peace, who would not want it?
Ancestral Dragon Calendar, Yingwu First Year, 21st day of the fifth month, auspicious.
The third round of the battle officially began!
From 64 to 32, there were a total of 32 battles, divided into three days, 11 on the first day, 11 on the second day, and 10 on the third day.
Out of the four teams that advanced, Ouyang Xingqi and Yu Xiuxiu's teams were once again assigned to the first day.
Fu Long Battle Team was assigned to the second day, while Cold Palace Battle Team was assigned to the third day.
Before the battle began, Shirō Makino and the others first came to Ouyang Xingqi's side.
Lin Zijin pulled Ouyang Xingqi, who still had a somewhat sad expression, and said, "Are you familiar with that thing?"
Ouyang Xingqi nodded and said, "I'm quite familiar with it, but it drains too much spiritual power!"
"At the critical moment, kill the enemy in one move!" Lin Zijin looked at Pang Yunfei, Gan Xiaoping, and Meng Jiankai. "If she uses that bronze mirror, you must remember …"
The three said in unison, "Don't worry, even if we die …"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ouyang Xingqi said angrily.
In this battle, the four of them went up. Although Jing Zhengtian, who was the most seriously injured, had recovered, his cultivation level had dropped a lot.
Pang Yunfei smiled. "Don't be afraid of this, even if we die, we will die for a worthy cause!"
"With that thing, you won't die!" Lin Zijin said.
She had lent the Quasi-emperor weapon that she had obtained from Tianhu Star to Ouyang Xingqi, because Ouyang Xingqi could barely control it now.
On one hand, she hoped that they could win, on the other hand, she also felt sorry for Shan Gu.
These days, Shan Gu had been very worried. In this war, there was no turning back. Once they participated, they could only walk the path to the end.
However, if they could survive to the end, they would definitely be given the title of a Marquis.
At this critical moment, the Empire would definitely not be stingy with rewards.
The group of people who were still alive would receive all kinds of rewards and titles in every battle.
However, at this time, no one cared about those things.
Then, Lin Zijin and the group came to Yu Xiuxiu's side.
Lin Zijin looked at Xiao Yueyue. "Can I?"
Xiao Yueyue pursed her lips. "I didn't expect you to be an intermediate-level martial grandmaster … It's still very difficult to use this thing, it's too high-level … Where did you get this thing?"
"The Empress gave it to me," Lin Zijin said.
She lent the bracelet to Xiao Yueyue.
Yu Xiuxiu couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Is this a small gift from the ancestor to her granddaughter-in-law?"
Lin Zijin smiled at her. "Do you want it?"
Yu Xiuxiu pursed her lips. "Forget it, who doesn't know that you are pretending to be generous?"
Lin Zijin looked serious. "I am really generous! It's very bright, try it if you don't believe me. "
At this time, the announcement that the battle was about to begin sounded.
Yu Xiuxiu laughed. "Let's go, let's go, wait for our triumphant return!"
Lin Zijin: "Xiuxiu!"
Yu Xiuxiu looked at her.
Lin Zijin: "Come back alive."
Yu Xiuxiu smiled at her, turned around, and stepped onto the battlefield.
There was no rustling wind or cold water, everyone had a relaxed smile on their faces.
However, would the battle be easy?
Not ever.
There were only twelve teams left, four each day.
At this point in the battle, the upper echelons of the Zulong Empire had already begun to intervene.
They weren't cheering them on and asking them to fight with their lives, but they hoped that all the participating national treasure geniuses … would cherish their lives!
If they couldn't win, they would admit defeat!
This was almost a consensus among the upper echelons of the Ancestral Dragon.
Because they had Rune Dragons!
At this point in the battle, the powerful aura of Rune Dragons had already been revealed.
Almost no one doubted that Rune Dragon Battle Team could fight their way into the finals.
No matter who your opponent is, you will be defeated the moment you meet them!
The key was that after two battles, Shirō Makino didn't even fight seriously.
It wasn't that the opponents were weak, but that the people around Shirō Makino had become too strong.
This kind of strength was completely beyond people's expectations … especially the barbaric kind!
People always liked to start a conversation with "logically speaking".
Rune Dragon Battle Team belonged to the category of "logically speaking" that shouldn't be so strong.
They were unreasonably strong.
No one knew what this group of young people had experienced.
No one knew that Ji Chae Yi had obtained the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, Lin Zijin had obtained the Phoenix inheritance, Si Yin had obtained the Gong Gong inheritance, Shan Gu had obtained the Hou Yi inheritance …
Not to mention outsiders, even the five members of Rune Dragon Battle Team themselves felt that it was unbelievable!
Legends were reflected in reality, and it was indeed unreasonable.
Hence, it wasn't unreasonable for them to be strong. It was just that outsiders didn't know.
Wen Jun frowned as he looked at the eleven battles on the eleven huge virtual screens. "Those Protoss aren't weak … there's a God-tier one among them."
Shirō Makino also noticed the person that Wen Jun was talking about. It was a young Protoss with a golden vertical eye between his brows. Both his attack and defense were rather terrifying.
That person didn't display a God-tier domain, but in their eyes, that person's combat power definitely surpassed that of a Grandmaster.
The group of human prodigies that had already stepped into the Grandmaster realm with him couldn't compete with him at all.
But that battle zone didn't show a one-sided situation. The four human prodigies were rather fierce, and they were fighting with the thought of sacrificing themselves.
They attacked the opponents who were relatively weaker without thinking.
Of course, the outcome was also very tragic.
In less than 20 minutes, the four second-year human prodigies from the First Academy were all dead.
But in that battle zone, there were only two Protoss left.
One was the golden-eyed Protoss that Wen Jun suspected was a God-tier, while the other should be a peak Grandmaster, blue-eyed Protoss. But that blue-eyed Protoss was already heavily injured and on the verge of death.
Even if he could recuperate after coming out, it was hard to say how much of his strength he would be able to display in the chaotic battle.
And all of this was exchanged with the lives of the young prodigies of the human race.
Looking at Ouyang Xingqi's side.
Pang Yunfei, who was originally an Advanced Grandmaster, had long entered the ranks of Advanced Grandmasters.
Ouyang Xingqi had even stepped into the Advanced Grandmaster realm.
Gan Xiaoping and Meng Jiankai were already Intermediate Grandmasters!
Not caring about the price, not caring about the cost, unusual times were doing unusual things …
This group of people, with the help of Spiritual Pearls, God-tier, and even Emperor Realms, improved crazily.
Facing the fierce and violent Protoss, they weren't as haggard as they were at the start.
Although one of the opponents they faced this time was a God-tier expert, under Ouyang Xingqi's lead, the four of them used the shortest amount of time to get rid of three Grandmasters.
Until now, Ouyang Xingqi still hadn't used the copper mirror!
Pang Yunfei was slightly injured, but he could still hold on. Gan Xiaoping's injuries were relatively more serious, and his combat strength was greatly reduced. However, he didn't retreat at all.
He still gritted his teeth, and after using medicine, he forced himself to fight.
That God-tier Protoss laughed coldly as he looked at the four of them, saying coldly, "You guys are really not bad, but today, all of you will die here!"
This young God-tier Protoss had a rare black vertical eye between his brows!
As soon as he finished speaking, the vertical eye between his brows suddenly shot out a beam of black light!
"Not good!"
Who knew how many people who were watching this battle roared out at the same time.
Especially those with high realms, their eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
That was because they could see that the young Protoss's attack was filled with a destructive aura. It was incomparably savage and violent!
A group of young human elites, were they going to die just like that?
No!!!
At that moment, Ouyang Xingqi directly took out a copper mirror!
Pang Yunfei, Gan Xiaoping, and Meng Jiankai immediately rushed towards Ouyang Xingqi.
Buzz!
The black light hit the copper mirror abruptly.
The light was instantly reflected back.
Ouyang Xingqi spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body leaned backward. Gan Xiaoping behind her held her up.
Looking at the young God-tier Protoss, his reaction speed was not slow at all when he saw the reflected light. It was as if he had teleported and disappeared on the spot.
But in the air, he let out an incomparably mournful scream!
"Ah!"
When the camera captured his figure again, this powerful young God-tier Protoss only had half of his body left.
Pang Yunfei's sword slashed forward, and before his opponent could open his mouth to admit defeat, he directly beheaded the young God-tier Protoss!
The entire Ancestral Dragon was in an uproar!
What kind of treasure was that copper mirror? Not only did it block the God-tier Protoss's fatal attack, but it also reflected the attack back … It was too amazing!
The battle was over.
Ouyang Xingqi's mouth was bleeding, but she had a happy smile on her face.
They won the competition, and everyone survived. No one died.
This was the greatest victory!
On Yu Xiuxiu's side, the young Martial Grandmasters faced off against the Martial Grandmasters.
The few exceptionally fierce young ladies did not even use the bracelet.
They almost killed all four opponents on the spot with the power of lightning.
Fierce, powerful!
The former Three-Immortal Island's Heavenly Talents finally revealed their powerful and terrifying side.
Team Celestial, who also participated in the first day's battle, did not hesitate to decisively admit defeat against the remaining two peak Martial Grandmasters after killing two of their opponents.
That was because on their side, four people were already seriously injured.
There was a price to pay for killing the opponents.
On the first day, there were eleven matches. Four human teams, two wins and two losses.
But they finally managed to preserve a complete team.
Even though Team Celestial admitted defeat, no one blamed them.
They had already done it.
Among them, Talisman Artist Mu Yuhai and Shield Warrior Wu Xuewei were carried out by Archer Hou Weijia and Swordsman Meng Jiqian.
Hou Weijia and Meng Jiqian were also seriously injured, but they barely managed to hold on after using elixirs.
Although there were fewer and fewer teams left on the Human Race's side, the survivors were also getting stronger and stronger!
On the second day of the competition, there were also four teams from the human camp.
One of them was the Bai Family's Heavenly Talents, led by Bai Muxun, who represented the military.
Early in the morning, Bai Muxun came to see Shirō Makino.
When they met, Bai Muxun grinned at Shirō Makino. "Brother, the future depends on you!"
Shirō Makino raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Can I discuss something with you?" Bai Muxun smiled.
"Go ahead." Shirō Makino looked at him.
"I told my grandfather that if I die, you will be the future heir of the Bai Family," Bai Muxun said casually.
It was as if he was asking what to eat tonight.
"I'm not going." Shirō Makino shook his head.
"Hey, you don't have to be so heartless, right? I admit that I didn't perform well the first time we met. Really, I swear to the ancestors of the Bai Family that I have no ill intentions towards you. I just wanted to play a joke … "Bai Muxun raised his hand and swore.
"You can be the heir of the Bai Family if you want to. I'm not interested." Shirō Makino looked at him. "I hope you can survive. Even if you are representing the military, if you have no chance of winning, you … should just admit defeat."
Bai Muxun was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Shirō Makino sincerely. "I understand what you mean, and I know that you want to turn the tide … But as a member of the Bai Family, I have my pride too."
"So you can't admit defeat, right?" Shirō Makino looked at him.
"Yes, I can't admit defeat. The Bai Family members that I brought with me can't admit defeat either! We are not only representing the military, but also the Bai Family. Even if the world doesn't know that there is such a Bai Family. "Bai Muxun smiled at him.
Shirō Makino glanced at Lin Zijin beside him. "Give him the bronze mirror!"
Lin Zijin hesitated a little, but still took out the bronze mirror.
Bai Muxun grinned. "You are indeed my brother. You really understand me. Erm … Is there anything else?"
Shirō Makino glared at him. "Where's your shame? We also have a battle today! "
Bai Muxun chuckled. "Do you still need these external items?"
However, this was just a joke. Even if there was, he wouldn't lend it to him.
Now everyone knew that there was a god-level almighty among the young geniuses of the Protoss.
Although the Fu Long Battle Team was extremely powerful, and even in the Protoss Camp, this name could cause a group of people to feel intense fear.
But just in case.
Bai Muxun borrowed the bronze mirror and left contentedly.
In the afternoon.
The competition began.
As soon as both sides appeared, there were dozens of miles between them.
Before Shirō Makino and the others could see each other clearly, the camera in the live broadcast room had already accurately captured the expressions of the four Protoss.
When they saw that their opponents were the Fu Long Battle Team, the faces of the four young Protoss Geniuses all changed.
At that moment, the surprise and fear in their eyes were instantly revealed.
The fear of the Great Demon King finally appeared at this moment, from the Black Domain …
Reflected into reality.
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