There was a second world war situation on the field.
As Jiang Beichen said, in a real battlefield, there is no absolute strong person, only winning or losing.
If Yang Huanyu is removed from the game, it will be much easier for everyone else.
Because, everyone has unconsciously regarded Yang Huanyu as the strongest person.
Boom boom boom!!
With the fist blowing in his ears, Yang Huanyu did not gain the upper hand in a one-on-one fight, and was crushed by the two of them again and again.
Everyone on the stage was sweating for Yang Huanyu. Many people even began to think that in a notarized competition, how could two people join forces to beat one person hard?
It can only be said that the tactics and methods are different.
In this regard, the regulations do not prohibit alliances.
Of course, their alliance is only temporary.
Bang!!
Yang Huanyu was punched away again, but due to his body's strong resistance to blows, the air bag did not explode.
But this does not mean that Yang Huanyu can withstand a few more punches.
"It's over, it's over, Yang Huanyu is done now. Two people fight one, how can he win? If he gets a few more punches, Yang Huanyu's airbag will pop up." Looking at this scene, Li Qingwu felt helpless.
Yang Huanyu corrected himself.
The others also watched quietly, tense.
Tang Mo also turned to look at Zhou Yuan and asked: "Don't Yang Huanyu know that he is likely to encounter the situation in front of him? Is this the only ability he has?"
"If Yang Huanyu only reaches this level, then there is a high probability that he will not be able to take over the Dragon Peak."
Tang Mo saw it more realistically.
If she were Yang Huanyu, she would immediately consider her own threat and consider that two teams would join forces to fight against him.
Therefore, he must prepare in advance.
But obviously, he didn't.
But Zhou Yuan on the side replied: "Tang Mo, you are too old and can't keep up with the ideas of young people."
"What? Is it possible that Yang Huanyu left a way out for himself?" Tang Mo asked in surprise.
"He doesn't have enough people!" Zhou Yuan said.
Yang Huanyu's team has about 12,000 people.
But the number currently fighting in the canyon is estimated to be about 7,000. Therefore, Yang Huanyu still has 5,000 people who don't know where they are, and no picture has been given to them.
When Zhou Yuan said this, Tang Mo reacted: "You are right, I forgot about this. There should be five thousand people in Yang Huanyu missing. Are they all hiding in the canyon?"
"However, Zhao Liming and Jiang Beichen don't have enough people, probably only about half." Tang Mo said.
Zhou Yuan nodded: "They all left a way out for themselves, and the same goes for Yang Huanyu."
"I think Yang Huanyu must have known about this possibility, so those five thousand people had already left from another direction when the battle started."
"Those five thousand people are all Yang Huanyu's hope."
Tang Mo frowned: "But Zhao Liming and Jiang Beichen each did not show up with 5,000 people. What will this change? If they join forces again to encircle, Yang Huanyu and the 5,000 people will not be able to do anything."
Zhou Yuandao: "What you said is wrong."
"How do you say that?" Tang Mo was confused for a while.
Li Qingwu also leaned over and listened curiously to Zhou Yuan's explanation.
Yang Zhenming and Lin Qinglian also pricked up their ears.