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Chapter 1080 Team Battle

In the main hall No. 98, the light is bright.

Ten contestants gathered together.

The fragrant-faced priest dressed in black priestly robes has delicate eyebrows, a cold aura, and is unparalleled in beauty. His whole body is filled with a super-A sassy aura.

On earth, she is a strong female CEO.

The eyes of Yun Wuhen and others were always involuntarily aimed at Priest Xiangyan, intentionally or unintentionally.

But in the eyes of Priest Xiangyan, there was only one person from beginning to end.

"How prepared are you?"

A rare smile appeared on the female CEO's face, making no secret of her special concern for Lin Beichen.

"Foolproof."

Lin Beichen is very confident.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhihu's sneer came from the side.

"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."

"Haha, a pervert who couldn't wait to ask a woman to Xiaomeilou right after the game made such wild remarks?"

"It's really hilarious."

Wang Zhihu, Wan Yuan and other seven people, under the leadership of Yun Wuhen, received some good training resources in the past few days, and directly concentrated in a secret villa to practice in a closed manner.

Therefore, he was cut off from information from the outside world and still didn't know Lin Beichen's terrifying points in the first round of preliminary competition.

"arrogant."

Wan Yuan said with disdain.

Priest Xiangyan looked at these people with surprised eyes.

Are they crazy?

Or are you too conceited and proud?

At this time, instead of hugging your thighs immediately, you use this tone to talk to a genius who has set the record for the highest points in the preliminary rounds of the Divine Selection Competition in history?

Fat Tiger stood behind Lin Beichen without saying a word.

Like a silent and obedient little brother.

In fact, during this period of time, he followed Lin Beichen to hunt in the Demon Abyss, and he had become accustomed to his position as the number one tool man cleaning the battlefield.

"You must unite."

The old chief priest of Temple No. 98 appeared, walking slowly with a cane, and gave a textbook parent's speech: "Only through unity can you gain a chance of survival in the second round of life and death battle."

Everyone was silent.

Who can listen to this kind of cliché nowadays?

The old chief priest held his crutch and said nothing more.

He is very much like the head teacher of the last class who gives up the routine of struggling before sending students to the college entrance examination room.

The next moment, the portal of darkness opened again.

Yun Wuhen glanced at Lin Beichen with a smile, turned around, and walked into the portal with Wang Zhihu and others.

"You are the focus of attention from all parties this time, so there is a high probability that you will be targeted. Be careful."

Priest Xiangyan gave instructions and quickly walked into the dark portal.

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Let’s go too.”

Lin Beichen took Fat Tiger and walked toward the portal.

The old priest, who had been leaning on crutches and keeping silent, suddenly spoke, "Help me take care of that girl."

Lin Beichen paused in his steps.

"Will do."

He gave the answer.

Immediately, the body entered the portal.





The feeling of weightlessness disappears.

In front of me is a desert.

The vast sea of ​​yellow sand has no edge in sight.

There is also soft sand underfoot.

Well?

Is there something wrong with me, so the tournament map I randomly get every time is a desert area?

Lin Beichen was a little speechless.

“I didn’t expect that this time it would be the [Golden Desert] competition venue.”

The voice of Priest Xiangyan came to my ears.

In addition to her, Yun Wuhen and other seven people were also around.

The second round of the Divine Selection Competition is a team battle.

Ten people from Temple No. 98 in the Lower Third District of the Northwest Region were, as expected, assigned to the same location and automatically formed a team.

"According to the rules of the game, we must first survive in this desert."

Yun Wuhen said calmly: "There are two requirements for completing this game. First, collect enough 'god statues', and second, get enough points."

Idol?

Why didn't I know about this kind of thing?

Lin Beichen was confused when he suddenly felt a slight vibration from the competition identity tag in his arms.

He took it out and took a look.

On the north side of the nameplate, several lines of flashing writing appeared.

The content of the message is exactly what Yun Wuhen said just now.

cut.

I thought this short fat guy had some special information channels.

It turned out that he was following the script.

Moreover, the information on the nameplate reminded Lin Beichen that before completing the first step of the team task, he was not allowed to attack teammates in the group or leave the team without permission. Otherwise, he would be deemed to have violated the rules of the competition and be disqualified.

At the same time, there is also a portrait of the mission target ‘god statue’.

It is a red humanoid sculpture the size of a human palm.

Face blurred.

Can't tell if it's male or female.

After reading all the information, Lin Beichen frowned.

What kind of bullshit rule is this.

What, do you want to cultivate feelings among teammates?

It's just nonsense.

However, this information seems to imply that after completing the preliminary team tasks, you no longer need to be bound by such rules?

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In addition, this so-called identity plate made Lin Beichen feel a little wary.

This thing is like a GPS locator.

It's even possible that it's a listener.

Soon, everyone had figured out the rules of this competition.

"Let's find a way to collect statues first."

Priest Xiangyan is a man of action and is already eager to give it a try. He said: "There are ten people in our group. We need to collect ten 'god statues' and gain 10,000 team points by killing monsters."

"Before taking action, you must first choose a team leader."

Wang Zhihu suddenly spoke.

"good."

Wan Yuan and others also agreed.

Yun Wuhen smiled slightly and said: "Priest Xiangyan is the person with the highest points in the preliminary round among our group. Why not let Priest Xiangyan be the leader of this group."

The Xiangyan priest looked startled.

Then looking at Yun Wuhen's expression, he became cold and disgusted.

She had reason to suspect that Yuan Wuhen was deliberately connoting her.

Yun Wuhen was slightly startled.

how?

When you flatter yourself, you also slap the horse on the leg?

Did I say something wrong somewhere?

Priest Xiangyan did not speak any more, but turned to look at Lin Beichen and said, "You can be the team leader."

The expressions of Yun Wuhen and others changed drastically in an instant.

But Lin Beichen shook his head and said, "You should be the team leader."

What else does the priest Xiangyan want to say?

Lin Beichen continued: "Just listen to me on everything."

Yun Wuhen and others almost fell down.

Does the team leader still want to listen to you?

But Priest Xiangyan nodded in agreement.

In this way, a strange internal power structure of the group was formed.

Yun Wuhen was very pleased.

He originally thought that Priest Xiangyan was a strong woman who could distinguish between public and private affairs, at least in this kind of matter, she would not mix personal feelings, but he did not expect that once this woman fell into love, her IQ would suddenly become negative.

If this is the case, then the next plan to deal with Jian Xiaoyao will have to be slightly changed.

At least you have to find a way to hide it from the priest Xiangyan.

Or kill this woman together.

Otherwise, with the strength of the Xiangyan priests, facing the enemy head-on, the seven of them may not be able to win.

While he was thinking about it, Lin Beichen had determined the direction, pointed with his hand and said: "This way... let's go."

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Sorry everyone, the update is late.

At around 11 o'clock, the leader suddenly suffered from acute urticaria. It took some time to get medicine for treatment, so he came back and continued writing.


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