Breaking Cocoon into Butterfly knows the basics of martial arts training, has a good personality, and solid strength. If she’s willing to join the team, once a gang is formed, she can lead the members in their training!
Of course, that all depends on her willingness to join the team. Nothing is set in stone yet, but so far the relationship is developing pretty well...
Next up was Song Peifeng, who came out with a fierce, no-nonsense attitude. His speed was lightning-fast. The moment he engaged, he pinned his opponent to the ring floor, pressing his bladed weapon against the other’s neck, eyes sharp and unyielding.
It was clear: “If you don’t admit defeat, I’ll take your life!”
The opponent, sensing the danger, wisely admitted defeat loudly and jumped off the ring without hesitation. They were simply not in the same league—no chance of winning at all.
Dongfang Yuan whispered, “This kid’s no joke. He’s taken many lives; I can smell a kindred spirit.”
Before the Survival Game, Dongfang Yuan used to be a mercenary. So this kindred spirit is probably someone from the same line of work?
Golden Bell Armor Iron Shirt charged onto the stage like a bull, relying purely on brute strength to shove his opponent off the platform.
By this point, the match had clearly lost its suspense.
Qi Xu, Dongfang Yuan, Wolf Warrior 009, Breaking Cocoon into Butterfly, Song Peifeng, and Golden Bell Armor Iron Shirt had already won six matches. Even if they lost the remaining four, their team would have secured the overall victory.
But Qiuqiu didn’t call for a pause. Instead, they shouted, “Keep the match going! Team 632, show some guts, alright? If you don’t fight with everything you’ve got, you lose! Attack!”
The folks from Team 632 were speechless—there was no way to muster any fighting spirit against such overwhelming strength.
Next to step up was Old White Dragon in the Waves.
Old White Dragon specialized in hidden weapons. Coincidentally, his opponent did as well, making the battle on stage finally suspenseful.
But Old White Dragon was more skilled—he could launch hidden weapons from a distance and mix in some close-range punches and kicks. After studying his opponent’s weaknesses, he switched to direct confrontation, denying any chance for the enemy to use hidden weapons.
In the end, he took the win decisively.
Now only Coach Chen and Blessed by Luck remained.
Coach Chen was a boxer with an incredibly high damage resistance of 92. When Qi Xu first saw this stat, he was stunned—how many hits must this guy have taken to reach that level?
His other stats weren’t as impressive, but beating his opponent was never in doubt.
Blessed by Luck, on the other hand, looked nervous and didn’t perform as well as in the dungeon runs. Lack of experience showed, and in the end, the pressure got to her—she was pushed off the platform first.
She lost the match.
Blessed by Luck felt guilty. Everyone else had won, so the loss was awkward, even embarrassing.
Qi Xu patted her on the shoulder. “It’s okay. There’ll be plenty more chances. Next time, you’ll have experience. When there’s another combat dungeon, I’ll team up with you. We’ll train together—we all went through this stage.”
Blessed by Luck nodded vigorously, feeling touched. Leader Xuanfeng was really thoughtful—losing without getting scolded, and even being comforted afterward.
After all, Leader Xuanfeng had always been warm-hearted, and he was even willing to team up with me...
Breaking Cocoon into Butterfly knew this wasn’t the time to be shy, so she quickly raised her hand and said, “A-also me… can you take me along too?”
Qi Xu nodded enthusiastically. “Of course! Little Butterfly, your shooting skills are so cool. Teach us sometime, okay?”
Breaking Cocoon into Butterfly let out a huge sigh of relief. “Sure! Definitely!”
After all the battles ended, Chinese Master Chef, confident of his victory, tried to step out of his shield and pull off a move called “Mount Tai Crushing Down.” Warwolf 007 was just sitting at the edge of the arena.
Maybe a sneak attack would work.
So, Chinese Master Chef withdrew his shield and charged forward.
Warwolf 007 couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smirk. Finally, I’ve lured you out. Hiding inside that shell all the time made it impossible to fight!
He stood perfectly still, focusing intently on the sounds behind him. But as he listened, something felt off.
He turned around—and was dumbfounded.
“What? You’re back inside your shield again?!” Warwolf 007 couldn’t believe he’d made such a rookie mistake. He was utterly baffled.
Chinese Master Chef scratched his head awkwardly and smiled before answering, “I only realized how high this platform was when I got to the edge. If I knocked you off, I’d fall too, and it’d probably hurt. I didn’t want to risk injuring my hand. So, a draw is fine.”
Warwolf 007 burst out laughing in frustration. He jumped down from the platform on his own, feeling utterly helpless—his martial skills were useless, and he was so frustrated he almost wanted to cry.
The moment Warwolf 007 landed, Qiuqiu’s clear voice rang out again.
“Congratulations to District 88, Subdistrict 666 for winning the cross-district challenge! Next up, please welcome player Invincible Black Whirlwind to adjust the substitution list.
Also, Subdistrict 632, you guys are terrible! All show, no substance—ten people and only one win!”
No one paid attention to Qiuqiu’s taunts. The ten players from Subdistrict 632 just stood there quietly, heads down like frightened quails.
Feeling a bit sad, everyone thought they might be splitting up soon… The big guy with the meteor hammer and the only girl blessed by luck who had won, held hands tightly, tears threatening to spill from their eyes.
Qi Xu completed the substitution list in less than a minute, directly swapping the ten players sent over by Bian with the ten players who had just appeared on the opposing side.
Bian’s selection was very deliberate—not just the loudest voices in the chat lobby, but a close-knit group of ten who frequently communicated.
Warwolf 007, who had been feeling lost and down, suddenly felt… maybe losing wasn’t so bad after all?
Not only would they not be separated, but they wouldn’t have to return to their original subdistricts. Invincible Black Whirlwind seemed easy to get along with.
The ten people chosen to participate in the cross-district challenge today weren’t necessarily the strongest, but they were all familiar, had worked together on missions before, cooperated well, and hadn’t stabbed anyone in the back.
The best relationships were all here. If they could stay together and move forward, and with Old Nine on the other side, it might actually be a better choice!
Suddenly, Warwolf 007 was excited again! Honestly, being the district leader was stressful—people always tried to guilt-trip him. Because of the job attributes from the apocalypse game, Warwolf 007 found it hard to refuse easily.
Some people seized on this weakness, constantly playing the poor victim, which put a lot of pressure on Warwolf 007. If the other side was really just pretending, that would be one thing.
But the problem was, if you didn't save him, he was going to die.
In this situation, Warwolf 007 couldn’t help but intervene. Yet, every time he stepped in, countless more would follow. No one knew how long this deadly survival game would drag on.
Warwolf 007 couldn’t find any way to break the cycle. Now, the chance had finally come—to just stick close to the Invincible Black Whirlwind and Old Nine! No more having to step into the spotlight!
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