Chapter 1961

【Finals, Promotion Round 3, Match 9!】

【One God with Four Pitfalls Team (Blue Star 8): Team 3 (Zu Jian Xing)】

【Deployment Status of One God with Four Pitfalls Squad】

Position 1: Blind Archer, Level 914, HP 345816 billion

Position 2: Xing Yun Miao, Level 909, HP 1621005 billion

Position 3: Xiao Feng, Level 1117, HP 1841692945888 billion

【Deployment Status of Team 3 Squad】

Position 1: Ultra-Dimensional Mech Soldier No. 10, Level 1029, HP 70599451 billion

Position 2: Ultra-Dimensional Mech Soldier No. 15, Level 1031, HP 14555210 billion

Position 3: Ultra-Dimensional Mech Soldier No. 8, Level 1031, HP 8887005 billion

The deployment status of both teams is now visible to all players across the server.

Once the participants are decided, they cannot be changed; even if you see the opposing formation countering yours, you must grit your teeth and fight on.

Xiao Feng entered the arena, flanked by two goddesses of exceptional beauty and figure, while opposite him stood three robots.

Of the five members of Zu Jian Xing Team 3, ultimately Mech Soldier No. 7 and No. 11 did not take the field.

No. 7's talent is Ultimate Firepower: learning any skill automatically evolves it into the strongest state of its category. For example, learning the ordinary shell-firing skill evolves it into the 7th-tier Secret Art "Matter Annihilation Cannon," possessing terrifying destructive power.

But the drawback is obvious: consumption is enormous, personal energy easily depleted, and if base attributes are insufficient, no matter how strong the skill, it is meaningless.

No. 11's talent is to destroy equipment with a single slash.

This talent has a limit: equipment of too high level and quality can resist it, making it nearly meaningless against players of Xiao Feng's level, so not deploying him is completely understandable.

At this moment, standing opposite them are:

One is a player with synthetic human skin in a mage-like appearance—Mech Soldier No. 10—whose talent is to summon 20 beings each 800 levels higher than himself to assist in battle. At Level 1029, he summons 20 Level 1829 Ancestral God bosses; ordinary players facing him have only despair.

One is a massive mechanical eyeball—Mech Soldier No. 15—whose talent is to absorb all material and energy attacks, then gain a burst opportunity every hour. His absorption capacity is enormous; even Xiao Feng cannot instantly destroy him while the "black hole" is active, requiring prolonged effort to fill his energy, with astonishing durability.

Lastly is Mech Soldier No. 8, a self-propelled cannon with a large cannon port on its chest; its talent is to deal 100x damage and convert that damage into 100x shield.

"Xiao Feng, long time no see." Mech Soldier No. 10 said.

This robot with a human mage appearance looks polite, holding a wand, with decent attributes and HP exceeding 7000 trillion.

Players of the Summoner profession have many skills to enhance their own and summoned creatures' attributes; when fully unleashed later, this HP might increase severalfold.

"It's been a while—did you pass the first layer trial of the Origin Secret Realm?" Xiao Feng asked casually.

"Not yet, Team No. 1 is about to"

succeed." No. 10 replied.

Then he asked: "Not long ago you killed many Venerable-level experts—was it you who did it?"

"Yeah, otherwise what?" Xiao Feng chuckled.

"Really strong—looks like we're doomed to lose today." No. 10 sighed.

His talent is actually formidable: he can summon 20 Ancestral God mobs to beat others.

When he reaches Level 1201, his strength will peak, summoning 20 Level 2000 Venerables!

Although 2000 Level is his summoning limit—no stronger summoned beings will appear—it's still enough to crush nearly all enemies.

The 3v3 tournament started early; his summoning talent hasn't yet reached its extreme state, so he's somewhat at a disadvantage.

But in Xiao Feng's view, even if he summons 20 bottom-tier Venerables, it's no big deal.

"Can't help it—your luck isn't great." Xiao Feng said regretfully.

They are opponents, but the conversation lacks much hostility.

Compared to the Primordial Ancient World era, everyone has grown considerably now, tempers less fiery.

"Being top 128 server-wide is actually not bad." Mech Soldier No. 10 replied.

If we win this match, we advance to the top 64; if we lose, we're eliminated at top 128, rewards will be given, but we can't continue.

【Battle Countdown: 10, 9, 8……】

The arena prompt began counting down; battle is imminent.

Both sides are ready; Xiao Feng raised his knee and sat cross-legged in midair, the Kirin True Fire Throne manifesting.

Jiang Ning drew her long bow, petals swirling around her body, her pupils glowing green.

Xing Yun Miao also drew the Path-Severing Sword borrowed from Xun Shuang.

This time's formation has Xiao Feng

in front, with the two behind him.

Opposite them: No. 15 in front, No. 8 in the middle, No. 10 retreated to the rear.

【... 3, 2, 1, battle begins!】

The system countdown ended; both sides immediately began executing their moves!

"Roar!"

"Woohoo~"

"Hmph!"

Opposing Mech Soldier No. 10 instantly summoned 20 Level 1829 summoned beasts via instant cast; Ancestral God aura surged forward, creating immense pressure.

Simultaneously, Mech Soldier No. 15 activated black hole mode, preparing to withstand all attacks from Xiao Feng's group.

No. 8 rapidly released several skills to probe Xiao Feng's trio.

Feeling the aura of the 20 Ancestral God-level summoned beasts, Xiao Feng smiled faintly, expression calm as an ancient well.

"Ning'er, Miao sister, just focus on output—I'll handle defense." He said.

"Good!"

The two women responded in unison, simultaneously activating the power of the venerable's sacred artifact weapons and unleashing a powerful attack at the three enemies.

Xiao Feng had no intention of attacking.

He was simply bullying the robot too much—even if No. 15 could absorb energy well, it would explode after just a few hits.

Anyway, it was a guaranteed win, so he might as well give the girls a chance to perform.

"I vow to slay the Golden Crow!"

Jiang Ning activated the active state of the Golden Crow Bow right from the start; each use of a bow skill doubles the damage, and if fast enough, she can stack over 1024x output within 10 seconds—extremely overpowered.

Moreover, after the match ends, the side effects are canceled and the cooldown resets, so she can use it again in the next match.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Arrows flew toward the enemies, merely ordinary skills with weak power, but their strength lay in the speed of release, allowing

rapid buff stacking.

Xing Yun Miao swung her treasure sword, also attacking.

She simply wasn't using her signature poison milk skill or illusion control, but purely playing as a swordsman.

Sword qi and arrows flew toward the opposite side, only to be blocked by No. 15's giant eyeball; the skills vanished into the black hole, rippling without causing any damage.

"What trash, is that all you've got?" No. 15's giant eyeball remained as foul-mouthed as ever.

"Roar!"

At the same time, twenty ancestral god-level ferocious beasts charged toward Xiao Feng and his companions.

The beasts' roars accompanied by paths of heaven-shaking, earth-rending light swept across the field; the small one-kilometer arena could be fully covered by the ancestral gods at will.

Yet when their attacks reached Xiao Feng, they felt like spring drizzle—soft and powerless.

Behind Xiao Feng appeared a three-legged Golden Crow, drawing upon the power of the fire law to lay down a defensive Spiritual Barrier ahead.

Boom boom boom~

After a burst of explosions, though the Spiritual Barrier was broken, the three remained unharmed.