"I'll do it." said a man.

"Well, go." Lei then felt relieved and pointed to the blood-red door on the wall.

The man immediately found that he could leave his position, so he went straight to the blood gate and walked in.

After the person on the other side also entered, the handwriting on the wall became brand new content-

The second game: 3v3!

Competition direction: intelligence!

Competition mode: Decide the winner!

This time it is obviously much better than last time. It should be a pure battle of wits, and only needs to decide the winner and lose. Even if you fail, you will not die.

There were about ten people rushing to enter immediately. Lei carefully looked at these people and then chose three to enter this duel.

The third game: 5v5!

Competition direction: Teamwork!

Competition mode: Decide victory and loss! (Life and death are fate)

This time, the winner is also a decisive victory, but multiple life and death are obviously reminding us that there is a possibility of death, and the danger is higher than the previous one. Fortunately, it is not that we will never die, and the possibility of survival should be quite high.

Some plunderers who are not confident in their personal strength are scrambling to recommend themselves. Under such competition rules, even if they are not strong enough, they may survive by paddling.

Lei observed it and then selected five people to participate.

The fourth game: 8v8!

...

Fifth round: 10v10!

...

After the fifth game, there were only three people left in the classrooms on both sides except the captain. Mo Fan was among them. In addition to him, there was also a woman wearing a headband and a bald man who couldn't see clearly.

The sixth game: 3v3!

Competition direction: Comprehensive strength!

Competition mode: Decide victory and loss! (Life and death are fate)

"You guys have no choice, go in." Lei said lightly.

None of the three of them talked nonsense and entered the blood sect one after another.

"The performance is finally over." The young woman opposite stretched, and the hot curves were undoubtedly revealed.

"It's not professional, it's really difficult to ask me to act like this." Lei twisted his neck and smiled.

"You just played better than me." The young woman sneered, "Or why should we go to bed and gesture now?"

"No, don't, just go around me." Lei quickly clasped his hands together and admitted defeat, "I have no luck in my little body. I guess you will be sucked into a person in just two strokes."

The young woman gave him a charming look, "I really don't dare to be interested? I will serve you well."

"Sister, just go around me." Lei smiled and begged for mercy, "We're still serious. Can you guess who can pass the test among the two waves just now?"

"There are three people on my side who look good. As for whether they can pass the test, I don't know." The young woman played with a strand of her hair.

"There are a few of them who look pretty good." Lei nodded, "But whether they can pass the test depends on their ability."

...

Opening his eyes, Mo Fan found himself in an open space, stepping on soft soil under his feet, and a forest not far away.

The other two were next to him, a woman wearing a headband and a bald man with a fierce face.

There are several lines of black handwriting on the ground next to it—

Mission: Find powerful equipment and props lost in the forest and destroy the three plunderers in the black side!

"Are we acting separately or together?" the bald man glanced at the mission on the ground and said immediately.

Mo Fan did not answer, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was thinking. The woman in the hoodie didn't say anything. Since she couldn't see her face, no one knew what she was thinking.

"Hey, I ask you whether you should act together or act separately?" The bald man said with a little displeasure. "Since you are looking for equipment and props in this big forest, it is probably better to act separately and more efficiently, but it may be more dangerous."

His eyes swept around the two strange guys and continued, "Once he encounters more than one plunderer from the enemy camp, the danger will be higher. I have no problem. It depends on how you two are?"

Mo Fan still lowered his head, as if thinking about an extremely important issue, immersed in his own world. Another woman with a hoodie looked like a wooden man, without any reaction, and stood quietly in place.

"Are you two deaf?" The bald man suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a bad tone.

"It's really unlucky to form a team with two fools."

Seeing that the two of them still ignored him, he cursed and left here and flashed into the forest.

Mo Fan never looked at the bald man from beginning to end. He seemed to have thought of something extremely important, but he was a little confused and was not afraid of being dirty. He simply sat on the ground and thought casually.

After a while, he took out the main task collector, clicked and used it, but received a cold prompt from Endless Spirit.

"Tip: This prop is not available for the time being!"

After receiving this prompt, Mo Fan was not disappointed, but his eyes lit up slightly, but his face was still a little confused.

"Did you find it too?" The woman with a hoodie next to her, who was like a wooden man, suddenly spoke, and her voice was unexpectedly hoarse.

"That's right." Mo Fan nodded.

"The woman named Lei and the woman had at least thirteen unintentional micro-expressions that they were lying." The woman in the hood said lightly.

"Psychology?" Mo Fan asked.

"Learn a little bit." The woman in the hood said humbly.

"Don't be humble, you must be very awesome." Mo Fan said bluntly.

"Why?" the woman in the hood said in surprise.

"You can see other people's expressions clearly even with a headband. Isn't that amazing?" Mo Fan asked back.

The woman in the hood was stunned and looked at Mo Fan's face quietly. She thought the other party was mocking her, but after she carefully confirmed it, she found that the other party had no intention of ridicule at all, but had a serious intention.

It's like... serious nonsense?

"Are you mentally ill?" asked the woman in the hood.

"You are mentally ill." Mo Fan said angrily.

"I mean, are you sick?" the woman in the hood explained as much as possible.

"You are sick." Mo Fan curled his lips.

"I'm not scolding you, I'm just asking if you've been mentally irritated, have you heard of PTSD?" the woman in the hood explained.

"Are you crazy?" Mo Fan rolled his eyes, "Does I have been stimulated have anything to do with our current situation? And do you think I have been stimulated?"

"I understand."

"What do you know?"

"You're sick."

"Can you shut up? I just said nothing, why are you talking so much now? Schizophrenia?"
Chapter completed!