Mo Tiankong stood in the air as the snowballs rolled below him. The scene was quite spectacular.
However, the scene that Mo Tiankong wanted to see did not happen. A 1000 square meter area was still quite large. The 100 people were all fighting for themselves and were very cautious. No one wanted to be eliminated so easily.
Their attacks were also mostly probing. There were no instances of people throwing things randomly or focusing fire to eliminate one person. It was obvious that everyone had their own thoughts.
Those who came to participate naturally wanted to get the final prize, so the scene was still quite peaceful.
There was no difference between the first and the second. Because there were so many people, there would still be individual battles later. Therefore, it was better to play it safe.
Mo Tiankong was a little annoyed. If this went on so slowly, how long would it take? However, he could not say anything. The rules of the competition had already been set, and there was no way to change it at the last minute.
He could only watch as the martial artists below took their time. However, 57 stages. Although the snowballs were not thrown that hard, it was still very pleasing to the eye.
Mo Tiankong guessed that the System wanted to satisfy his feelings. This was not a snowball fight between children. This was a group of martial artists. At this time, it would be even better if there was a chair or some fruit platter or peanuts.
The chair could be made by itself. Mo Tiankong sat in the air and watched. There was no need to think about the fruit platter. He took out a bottle of Thousand Island Lake Beer. Tsk tsk, drinking beer in the snow was quite enjoyable.
It could not be said that the System was treating these martial artists like monkeys. The System had given out items. The Martial Technique Pill was worth 500,000 Spirit Stones. It was equivalent to spending money to treat Mo Tiankong to a show.
Moreover, these martial artists also received corresponding rewards. The Martial Skill Pills were given to them, while Mo Tiankong's reward for his hard work was a random lottery.
Mo Tiankong sighed. It was rare for the System to be so generous. Mo Tiankong initially felt that it was a bit unreal, but this quest was triggered by him.
Mo Tiankong still had a lot of feelings. When he was young, he played marbles and made Digimon cards. If he had the time, he would try to make some more and see if he could trigger this kind of benefit quest.
With a flick of his mental power, the first eliminated person appeared. Mo Tiankong released his Yuan Qi and directly teleported out of the arena. His mental power was scattered around the edges of the arena so that he could teleport out as soon as he discovered an eliminated warrior.
A stalemate was not a solution, so many warriors chose to attack. They chose a warrior, grabbed a handful of snow from the snow, and threw it at him.
The opposing cultivators were also vigilant at all times. When they saw a snowball flying towards them, they immediately dodged and jumped to the side. However, this action triggered their entire body. Many cultivators who were waiting for an opportunity saw the opportunity and threw out snowballs in their hands.
Instantly, many snowballs were thrown at the two people who were attacking each other. Before they could react, another wave of snowballs flew over. They were helplessly eliminated.
The scene in the arena was not limited to just one arena. The situation in the 57 arenas was similar. Some were focused on, some were eliminated first, and the number of people who were eliminated was increasing.
Mo Tiankong was also constantly attacking in the air. Warriors who were hit by ten snowballs were teleported out of the arena.
It was not easy to monitor 57 arenas at the same time and move the eliminated warriors out of the arena as soon as possible. It would consume a lot of spiritual power. The beer from the Thousand-island Lake could also replenish spiritual power. Even though Mo Tiankong seemed to be drinking comfortably, he was under great pressure.
As more and more people were eliminated, Mo Tiankong felt more relaxed. Currently, half of the warriors in the arena were outside the arena. That meant that there were only 2700 warriors left.
There were only about 50 warriors left in each arena. There were even two arenas that only had a dozen people left.
There were relatively peaceful arenas. Naturally, there were more violent arenas. There were only a dozen people left in arena number 57. One arena had only 80 people.
Another was that whether it was a sneak attack or a focused attack, it was difficult to escape once the attack was made. Unless everyone wanted to slow down, the probability of that was not high.
The warriors who were thrown out naturally wanted revenge. As for the other warriors, they would see this as an opportunity to attack. However, once you attacked, the other warriors would attack as well. This was a cycle.
Unless they did nothing and just kept running in the space. However, if there were many people, a few would be thrown out. When there were only a dozen people left, the difficulty of the game would increase.
The 1000 square meter space was still very large. If a dozen people really wanted to run, it would be difficult to hit them. After all, their cultivation was suppressed to the state of a Rank 1 warrior.
Even if there were only a dozen warriors left, they might not be eliminated earlier than the 50 or so people in the arena.
When the number of people was half, there was a possibility that only a few warriors would be eliminated after a chaotic battle. Because there were 50 people throwing out a lot of snowballs each time, and the number of people was relatively denser, there were situations where the snowballs were thrown out by mistake.
In fact, it was easier for the final winner to appear. The scene was still very lively. The eliminated warriors also surrounded the arena and watched with interest.
Zhang Tiannan and Fatty Tang were still among the remaining warriors. They had not been eliminated for the time being, but the performance of the two was a little different.
Fatty Tang was a coward. He found a corner and did not participate in the battle. If someone threw a snowball, he would hide. As for taking advantage of the situation, he did not participate in it, so it was relatively safe.
To be honest, it was a smart move. It was right not to participate in the battle in the early stages. There were too many people. If he was not careful and was focused on, he would be eliminated in seconds.
It was a little unfair to be eliminated in this way. He was a coward first and did not want to be too eye-catching. It was best to take it slowly when there were fewer people.
The warriors participating this time were from families, mercenary organizations, warriors from the army, and rogue cultivators. When it came to combat experience, Fatty Tang was definitely not a match for them.
However, this was a chaotic battle. It was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. No matter how many snowballs you threw, you could be eliminated in peace.
Although it was only a fight with snowballs, combat experience was also very important.
On the other side, Zhang Tiannan was more straightforward. This guy was adding insult to injury. He was attacking almost the entire time. Many warriors had their eyes on him.
At this time, he was also panting. He had used up a lot of energy. The key was that he did not have time to rest. Naturally, the crowd targeted some of the more troublesome warriors.
In fact, among the warriors who were eliminated in the arena, there were many general-level Wuzong warriors. Before they could go on stage, everyone knew about the cultivation level of the warriors in the same arena. They also picked these people to fight.
This led to the fact that the general-level Wuzong warriors in the arena were now the minority. Instead, it was the Master-level warriors who were the most numerous.
Mo Tiankong looked at them. They were not all boorish people. These warriors from another world also knew how to use the rules to eliminate some warriors who had more experience and other advantages.
The remaining people were about the same. Who would win would depend on luck.
As time passed, the number of warriors in the arena continued to decrease. There were less than a thousand warriors left in the arena. There were only four people left in the 57th arena.
Many of the arenas had entered the final elimination stage. There were less than ten people left. However, this stage was the one that would take a long time.
Zhang Tiannan was also eliminated. If it was only one warrior who attacked him, he could still deal with it. Unfortunately, there were five or six warriors attacking him together. Therefore, he also fell on the road to victory.
Mo Tiankong did not have anything to say. He had already opened the back door. He and Fatty Tang had both signed up at the same time. He had also deliberately separated the two of them. There was nothing he could do if he did not win.
Fatty Tang's arena had twenty-one warriors left. Moreover, this guy was also among them. He had not been eliminated and was trying to avoid attracting attention.
However, at this time, there were only a few people left. He could not hide. Fatty Tang also participated in the battle. In a situation where there were fewer people, it was relatively safe.
Moreover, he was very smart. He did not go all out like the other warriors. From time to time, he would add insult to injury. If there were warriors who were lucky enough not to be eliminated, they would not attract too much hatred.
Mo Tiankong felt that Fatty Tang still had a chance to be a coward until the end. However, this was not certain. When the number of people left was less than ten, there was still a possibility that they would not focus fire. It would depend on luck.
At around 12 o 'clock, the competition had already started. It had been two hours. Mo Tiankong's ominous premonition had indeed come. These guys, could they play the elimination round for so long? Until now, there had not been a single warrior who had won.
It was estimated that they could play for a few more hours. There were some arenas where there were only two people left. However, they had played for so long.
The elimination round was originally planned to be very fast. It should be over in two hours. The remaining 1v1 matches would take even longer.
Mo Tiankong was thinking about whether or not to change the 1v1 venue and make it smaller. Otherwise, they would really play until tomorrow. However, the rules were set in advance. Forget it, he would think about it later.
It was inevitable that there would be some mistakes since it was the first time. He noted this down first. If it was held again, he would have to adjust it. Mo Tiankong did not have any experience.
"Currently ranked first, Fu Qing." Finally, the first winner had appeared. Mo Tiankong also stood up and said.
After reporting once, Mo Tiankong could still remember the name of the corresponding warrior. However, he still used his Appraisal Technique to take a look.
He did not expect that the first winner would be a Loose Cultivator. He was ahead of the other warriors in 56 arenas and was temporarily ranked first.
When the warriors in the other arenas heard Mo Tiankong's words, many of them sped up the competition. Immediately, the intensity of the competition rose sharply. Following that, a few warriors broke through the encirclement and became the final winners.
"Ding Yan is ranked second."
"Liu Cheng is ranked third."
"Li Bingwei is ranked fourth."
"Jiang Yi is ranked fifth."
"Yuan Lang is ranked sixth."
"Zhong Yi is ranked seventh."
"Yin Xiaohe is ranked eighth."
"Shi Ya is ranked ninth."
"Lan Kun is ranked tenth."
These were the rankings of the top ten warriors who had won first. After Mo Tiankong reported, the following winners did not report their rankings.
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