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Two days passed quickly, and with the end of the seventh day of the qualifiers, a huge spacecraft slowly started and flew towards the Sahara.

The intense qualifiers finally came to an end at this moment.

“Buzz!”

The low and heavy roar from the turbine blades resounded like waves of muffled thunder, over the meeting point in the central Sahara.

Suddenly, the originally clear and cloudless sky suddenly became dark.

The shadows covered the earth inch by inch, and the strong wind pressure immediately swept across the ground.

Many contestants who had been waiting for a long time gathered on the ground. Under the gaze of many eyes, a huge sky fortress, like a giant steel whale that had crossed the water, slowly crossed the bottom of the advection, and then fell until it hovered over the desert, hundreds of meters.

"The Super Shield is the Super Shield!"

The many contestants gathered on the ground were all excited and looked up.

Faced with such a killing weapon that covers the sky and the sun, the contestants on the ground felt like they were facing a giant starry sky beast. The strong sense of oppression was like mountains pressing on their heads. Some were timid and didn't even dare to show off their anger.

It's really domineering enough.

This huge spacecraft exudes a metallic luster all over the body. After floating in the air, helicopters and genetic warriors wearing power armor flew out one after another.

"The competition organizing committee is here to pick us up!"

Almost all of the contestants gathered at the meeting point were injured, with haggard faces, broken clothes, and miserable appearances. Many people saw the people who took them back, and they relaxed their bodies and minds and collapsed to the ground.

Some of my heart and mind were not firm enough, and I couldn't help it and covered my face and cried bitterly.

"It's over, it's finally over. This experience is so cruel, wuwu..."

This qualifier completely simulates the scene of the real psychic battlefield. The players not only have no food or water, but also have to face fierce frontal battles at all times and beware of enemy attacks that will come at any time.

Among them, conspiracy traps emerge one after another. Almost all the players who can persist in completing the qualifiers have lost all their skin.

But it has to be said that after the tempering of this qualifier, each player has a deep understanding of the battle between psychics and the handling of difficulties.

Some contestants' long-term shackles of cultivation have also been loosened in this competition. It is no longer difficult to get back and be promoted again.

"Annang!"

Just as many contestants cried with joy, a camel's silly cry appeared near the meeting point.

The crowd around looked at it in a blink of an eye, and the noise paused for several seconds, and then more people were crying and crying.

"Woooo, I feel like I'm almost dead, why is he living so moist?"

"He, he still has meat to eat! He also drinks wine! Why is his life so good?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

It turned out that the handsome young man riding a camel was Wang Yan, the son of flame wearing Berber costumes.

Before the competition ended, he bid farewell to the Berber community. On the way, he found it with the mark left on Camel Xiaohuang, and then walked leisurely to the meeting point of the competition.

"Okay, Xiao Huang, your boss has reached the destination, you can go back too." Wang Yan got off the camel and patted his head.

Xiao Huang shouted "Ang Ang" and rubbed his head intimately against Wang Yan's palm.

But Xiao Huang was thinking, boss, go ahead and don’t harm Ben Xiao Huang again. Ben Xiao Huang has almost been killed by you these days. Ben Xiao Huang is going to become the king of camels and sprinkle seeds into the entire desert.

"Goodbye Xiao Huang." Wang Yan raised his wings and flew towards the spacecraft hovering at a high altitude.

"Woooo, Ang'ang." Xiaohuang's eyes were filled with tears, and she raised her head and screamed a few times. Seeing Wang Yan flying far away, she ran to the distance.

Take care of yourself, goodbye, boss.

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In order to accept the contestants scattered throughout the desert, the Super Shield spacecraft stayed over the Sahara for about three hours, and then headed towards the main venue of the competition.

During the seven or eight hours, all the contestants seemed to be reborn. Some people could eat and cry, while others could cry even when they took a bath.

These contestants who suffered a lot of hardships have realized for the first time that their daily life is so beautiful.

This journey has passed without realizing it.

Although this spacecraft is magnificent and has huge noise outside, it is impossible to hear any noise when it actually enters the interior, and the flight process is very stable and you can't even feel any bumps.

With the huge shadows, the audience once again shrouded above the venue, and the audience, who had been looking forward to it, gave extremely warm cheers.

Colorful flags floated on the scene and balloons were carried forward. The contestants standing on the deck unknowingly felt a sense of glory in their hearts, after a great battle and returning triumphantly.

This is indeed the case. For most psychics, if you can experience such a training, it will be a precious wealth in your future life and practice of superpowers.

"Let us welcome the returned elite with the warmest applause!" The host Sean was also full of energy at this moment. He raised his arm, pointed at the sky, and made an invitation gesture.

"Wow!"

The applause at the scene rang like a wave, cheers and whistles came one after another.

"Thank you for the wonderful events you brought to you. Please invite you to gather in the center of the venue!" Sean continued to guide the returned contestants.

After this period of rest, all the participating psychics have recovered a lot of their faces and states, and they all jumped off the spacecraft and gathered in the center of the venue.

During this episode, many viewers began to speculate and discuss.

"Who is the top 300 players to advance?"

"I don't know, the methods of the competition group this time are so amazing. I can't see the points ranking yet."

"I think at least a level A-level strongman can advance?"

"It's hard to say this. Don't you think about it. Those four-nation league players led by Japan were killed by the Son of Fire. In the end, there are two days left, and they are still zero points. Maybe this time the A-level strongmen in the four-nation league will be eliminated."

"No way? All A-level strong men are going to be eliminated. Tsk tsk, that's so embarrassing."

The crowd of people at the meso-watching venue made several A-level leaders of the Four Nations League headed by Japan, with their faces blue and white.

Although they were confident that they could advance smoothly after scoring their companions' scores, it was too embarrassing to be destroyed by the Son of Fire in front of the whole world.

The key is that the reason for being destroyed cannot be said even a word.

But once such a hot topic is opened in the crowd, it can't be stopped.

"By the way, look at their four-nation alliance, with more than 200 contestants, plus six A-level strong men, and two A-level strong men, with such strong strength, even a half-step S-level opponent, they can't fight against them. Why did that Son of Fire kill them?"

"Yes, no matter how strong the son of Fire is, he will be exhausted and exhausted when fighting one by one, right? What did he do?"

"Shaun! Sean! Please help us ask, how did the players of the Four Nations League be wiped out in the wrinkles of space?"

Hearing the discussions of the crowd around the venue, several A-level leaders of the Four Nations League immediately twitched and their eyes widened.

There were also many members of the Four-Nation Alliance, trembling all over their bodies, as if they were remembering something that was both painful and terrible.

"Ahem." Host Sean was naturally full of interest in this kind of mysterious and explosive news event.

He looked around and found that compared to other ferocious male A-level players, Hua Muying, who looked pretty and gentle, should have more contact with them.

"Miss Hua Muying, please ask, in the folds of the space, how were you destroyed by the Son of Fire? This will be of great help to the future development of superpowers." Sean's voice was elegant, and after saying that, he handed the microphone to Hua Muying very politely.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Hua Muying's pretty face turned pale in an instant, and her water-like eyes were filled with fear.

Her eyes were straight at the microphone in front of her, her pupils dilated and her lips trembled slightly, as if she had remembered something very terrible.

Just as everyone was surprised, a short knife with a sharp cold light was already held in her hand.

At the same time, the biting murderous intent of coldness began to spread around her, and with her crazy posture, it seemed that someone was asking more, she was about to stab someone with a knife.

"Hiss!" Sean tightened his back and immediately took a breath of cold air, so scared that he quickly retreated.

I thought to myself, why did such a beautiful girl become so scary in the blink of an eye? What things she has experienced that she cannot say?

Many viewers were also surprised and talked a lot.

"No way? Why did she react so fiercely?"

"Can you betrayed Lao Wang in the wrinkles of the space, but you can't speak for chastity?"

"Hey, stop talking nonsense. She is watching you, it's so terrible!"

Sean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought that women were not good enough, so he asked a man himself, and he was a lower-level man.

Men can't be poisoned by Lao Wang too, right?

It felt feasible, so he stepped on the flying skateboard and slowly moved to the rear of the team. Soon a C-level warrior who looked straight and looked more straightforward attracted Sean's attention.

Sean reached out to the warrior, but before he could speak, the warrior shook.

"No, don't force me, I, I won't say it!"

"Uh, this gentleman, don't be so excited, it's just a simple news interview..."

"Ah!! I'm not alive!" Unexpectedly, before Sean finished speaking, the warrior suddenly shouted loudly, pulled out his sword, and was about to stab him in the stomach.

Sean was so scared that his hair burst out.

This straightforward warrior was mentally disintegrated. What did the Son of Fire do to them in the fold of that space?
Chapter completed!