"At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the competition officially began, and the scene was random. Please adjust your state and prepare carefully. The number of comments below instantly exploded. Over the river!

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the list of the top eight contestants, and felt a bit of a headache. A few days ago, he said that this guy was a specialist in insight, and was a tricky character. He didn't expect to encounter him in the top eight competition. However, when he saw Jiang Jingwei vs. Zhao Chenglong, he suddenly felt that his luck was not bad.

Although Fu Qingyang was difficult to deal with, there was still a way to deal with him, which was better than being matched with the top three freaks.

Poor Jingwei. Zhang Yuanqing mourned for her in his heart for a few seconds, and then checked the comments below the post, looking for the opinions and attitudes of the official practitioners of the Stone Sect.

[Princess: Make a prediction. Among the top ten, only two pairs have been matched. Jiang Jingwei is definitely not a match for Zhao Chenghuang. She is probably out of the top eight. The battle between Yuanqing and Over the River is more likely to be won by the old man Yuanqing. As for the other top ten players, they are all outside the top ten, so there shouldn't be any problem.]

[The future is long: The highlight of today's competition is these two pairs. Jiang Jingwei is indeed very difficult to deal with Zhao Chenghuang, the gap is too big, but the battle between Over the River and Yuanqing is too early to predict. The competition starts at eleven o'clock, there are still three hours, this is clearly telling the players to prepare to counter the enemy's props or means.]

[Coconut and Smoke have boundless magical powers: Yuanqing's means were almost exhausted when facing the Maoshan sorcerer, while Over the River won quite easily in the previous few matches. In this respect, Yuanqing is at a disadvantage. If I were Over the River, I would have already borrowed props. As long as the level is not higher than my own by two levels, there is no limit to the number of props.]

[Please call me Queen: But using props comes at a cost, it is not possible to borrow too many. If I were Over the River, I would borrow a long-range prop with powerful output, or a prop to counter Yuanqing's helper. @Yuanqing] The Queen's words made sense. Zhang Yuanqing sat down at the desk, spread out his notebook, and formulated a plan to deal with Qingyang.

He first listed his own advantages and disadvantages, and then considered the problem from the perspective of Over the River.

"As someone with a specialization in insight, both combat and shooting are my strong points, so I'm not afraid of the Night Stalker's stealth attacks. On the contrary, this plays right into my hands. But the problem is, Yuanqing has a pistol, which is much more powerful than ordinary bullets. As a scout, my defense is not good. If he uses the Yin Corpse to entangle me while his main body is in stealth mode and shoots from a distance, I will be in danger. So I need to strengthen my defense or recovery capabilities."

"Yuanqing's Yin Corpse has strong close combat abilities, but it doesn't pose much of a threat to me. On the other hand, the Spirit Servant is very tricky and needs to be countered." Zhang Yuanqing wrote down: Recovery or defense props, props to counter the Spirit Servant.

He then switched back to his own perspective, "Facing an opponent like Over the River, I am at a disadvantage in close combat and am prone to making mistakes. If I use long-range shooting, the deterrent power of the Burst Pistol will be greatly reduced if he has defense props. There is a way to win steadily, and that is to use the Red Dancing Shoes. The downside is that: one, I have to dance in front of countless spectators. Two, I will expose this trump card too early."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment, and suddenly took notice, "I can apply for the use of props from the White Tiger Guard, it's a benefit of the faction, why not make good use of it?" He didn't think there was anything wrong with relying on props. Throughout human history, the development of weapons has been a history of upgrading.

From stone tools to bronze, from bronze to iron, and then the development and application of firearms.

Humans have always used tools to enhance their own strength.

Spiritual practitioners are no different. Their professions are single, and there is a limit to their strength, but there are many props that can be combined to form various tactics.

At least in the Transcendent stage, the role of props is very important, and by the time they reach the Saint stage, the number of props decreases sharply, and the cost increases. Except for some particularly wealthy spiritual practitioners, most Saints can use no more than three props." In fact, even in the Transcendent stage, props are very precious. The official is too wealthy. It's easy to borrow from superiors and colleagues, and it's not difficult to gather a few props from folk organizations and wanderers.

With this in mind, Zhang Yuanqing opened the faction's warehouse of the White Tiger Guard and submitted a request to the faction leader to view the properties of the props. [Ding! Fu Qingyang has granted you partial access.]

Partial access, does this mean only the access to Transcendent level props? Zhang Yuanqing eagerly browsed the properties of the warehouse props. After more than ten minutes, Zhang Yuanqing selected a prop and submitted an application to the faction leader.

[Ding, the application has been approved, please check the props in the inventory.] Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory and took out the prop.

It was a mirror made of polished blue crystal, small and exquisite, with a cold touch. The surface of the mirror rippled like water. [Name: Mirror Flower, Water Moon]

[Type: Mirror]

[Function: Doppelganger, Purify Water]

[Introduction: A mirror carved from the essence of water, can purify water quality. Staring at the mirror for more than three seconds summons a mirror image doppelganger, which replicates all the skills of the main body, and lasts for 10 minutes.][Note: Lack of sense of direction, lack of coordination in movement, don't you think it's cute?]In fact, Zhang Yuanqing originally wanted to choose a tool that could create water mist to deceive the insight of the river scouts, but the scout is also known as the true eye. The transcendent-level water mist may not be able to block the sight of others. So he chose this tool that can create avatars to increase the burden on the river scouts.

Staring at one person and staring at three people are not on the same level of difficulty.

Time passed quickly, and at eleven o'clock, he heard a "ding" in his ear:

[Entering the spiritual realm in 30 seconds, the spiritual realm you are entering this time is "Lava Pool", number: 2273] [Difficulty level: B] [Type: Multiplayer]

[Main task: Endure the burning flames, defeat the lava monsters.] [Note: Non-spiritual realm items cannot be brought in.]

Zhang Yuanqing entered the instance with the Yin Corpse. The sky above was blue, and the clouds were motionless.

He was deep in a volcanic crater, where the hot air was mixed with the smell of sulfur. When the mountain wind blew, the heat was overwhelming.

Two meters below him, the molten lava surged and bubbled, and there were half-meter-diameter stone pillars standing in the lava, with a length of about one meter protruding from the surface of the lava.

This should be the exclusive spiritual realm of the fire division. The instance task is very simple, endure the burning flames and defeat the monsters under the lava. It is indeed the spiritual realm of the fire division, simple and straightforward. Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his gaze and looked around. This time, Zhang Yuanqing did not look for Guan Ya's figure, because it was too spacious. The diameter of the volcanic crater was nearly a hundred meters, enough to accommodate thousands of people, and the members of the official organization were scattered in groups of three or two in the volcanic crater.

The scout's vision is better than mine. If Guan Ya wants to find me, she will definitely come over. If she doesn't come over, I will break off ties with her. Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, and then saw a red-haired young man leaping into the lava pool and standing on a stone pillar, announcing the rules loudly.

"The flames erupt every twenty seconds, and the monster at the bottom of the lava appears every minute. Now, please let the first group of players enter."

The voice echoed, and under the gaze of the audience, Tudigong and Changjiangpolang jumped into the lava pool at the same time. Changjiangpolang was a young man with a gentle temperament, good features, and soft eyebrows, which made him look like a gay at first glance. He looked at Tudigong on the opposite side and said helplessly, "Old man, it's already bad luck to be matched with you. I didn't expect to randomly enter the fire division's instance. It's really unlucky, just treat it as a game. As a water ghost, it's too difficult to adapt to this kind of environment, and the water control ability is almost useless. But there's no way, the land and water scenes are like this, I can only say that the luck is too bad."

"What's wrong with the fire division's instance? Did the fire division eat your rice?" Someone above shouted loudly. Tudigong, holding a cigar, smiled and said, "The fire division's instance is quite comfortable. The five elements of fire create earth, and in such a scene, the earth monster can exert stronger combat power." The red-haired young man in the corner said loudly, "The match begins!"

This match was not suspenseful. Changjiangpolang only lasted for twenty seconds. In the first eruption of the lava, he was too busy resisting the scorching lava and was ignored by Tudigong, who approached him and punched him in the head, taking the initiative to admit defeat.

Ten minutes later, the red-haired young man announced, "The second group is up."

As soon as the words fell, a tongue of fire burst out from a shattered bubble in the lava pool, and then condensed into the image of a red-haired girl. She stood on a stone pillar, crossed her arms, raised her chin, and looked smug and carefree.

"This girl doesn't seem to feel any pressure facing the first place," Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart. At the same time, he heard footsteps and turned his head to see Guan Ya.

The old Siji had changed into a black silk stockings, a dress, and a white shirt. It is worth mentioning that in the battle for the top sixteen, she lost to "Golden Armor." Guan Ya's rifle is a great weapon in the transcendent realm, but due to its limited power, it cannot be used, and the Golden Armor is an earth monster. Guan Ya's martial arts are strong, but she can't move him.

"You're here?" Zhang Yuanqing smiled with satisfaction.

Guan Ya looked at him with a warm smile and said, "What, very satisfied?"

Before Zhang Yuanqing could respond, she changed the subject lightly, "This round will be very exciting. The lava pool is the home court of the fire division, and Jingwei can maximize the combat power of the fire division. Zhao Chenglong is not in a good position."

Zhang Yuanqing raised an eyebrow, "Do you think Jingwei will win?" If Jingwei can win, she will definitely be the dark horse of the year.

Guan Ya shook her head, "It's hard to say, but one thing is certain. Zhao Chenglong wants to win Jingwei here, and he must use the Yin Corpse. You should pay attention and understand Zhao Chenglong's fighting habits. As for the trump card, it depends on how much Jingwei can force out." In the previous rounds of the elimination matches, Zhao Chenglong didn't even use that level 4 Yin Corpse.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and looked at Jingwei, who was carefree and indifferent in the field, feeling emotional, "Sometimes I really envy the fire division. It's pure and without pressure." As he spoke, two figures leaped into the volcanic crater. Zhao Chenglong was dressed in all black, with a cold and arrogant look. Another figure was shirtless, wearing black pants, with muscles like steel water, full and hard, with a fierce and brutal look, lacking in intelligence. The discussions around the volcanic crater suddenly became lively and noisy.

The biggest highlight of today's battle for the top eight is the match between Jingwei and Zhao Xukong, and the match between Yuanshi Tianzun and Guohezou. "The match begins!" Jingwei, who was eager to start, immediately raised her arms and lifted them up vigorously.In the misty time, orbs of magma coalesced into fireballs, rising from the pool and slowly hovering around Zhao Chenghuang. "Snap!" Jiang Jingwei snapped her fingers with flair, and a fireball whistled towards Zhao Chenghuang.

Zhao Chenghuang stood unflinchingly as the Yin corpse automatically protected its master, blocking the path of the fireball with an outstretched palm and gently pinching it. "Pop!" The fireball burst, and the magma dripped down the Yin corpse's palm, the high temperature not harming it in the slightest.

Amidst the expanding flames, Jiang Jingwei's figure emerged, and with a fierce shout, her fist wrapped in flames, she smashed it hard against the Yin corpse. The Yin corpse's fist also ignited, and they exchanged a blow.

With a "boom" like the explosion of a C4 bomb, the magma beneath their feet suddenly sank, then lifted up in bright waves. The Yin corpse staggered back a step, while Jiang Jingwei, gritting her teeth, was sent flying backward.

Seeing this, Zhao Chenghuang raised an eyebrow; his Yin corpse was refined by a Level 4 Fire Master, and this girl's monstrous strength was astonishing. "So powerful, I can't beat it," Jiang Jingwei shook her arm and looked at Zhao Chenghuang; "Then I'll hit you!"

As her words fell, a fireball a few meters behind Zhao Chenghuang exploded, and Jiang Jingwei, using her fire movement, arrived swiftly, her slender waist unleashing a powerful force as she kicked out in mid-air. "Snap!"

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Zhao Chenghuang raised his arm to block, and the immense force kicked him into the air, landing him next to a stone pillar. The Yin corpse immediately turned to save its master, pouncing towards Jiang Jingwei.

"Boom!" A fireball exploded two meters to the side of Zhao Chenghuang, and Jiang Jingwei's figure appeared, reaching into the magma pool to fish out a long whip dripping with magma. She lashed out fiercely.

Zhao Chenghuang leaped to the left stone pillar in a bit of a hurry, the whip striking the magma pool and splashing bright magma. "Sizzle"

The magma splashed onto him, melting holes in his clothes, leaving him looking somewhat disheveled. Without giving him a chance to breathe, Jiang Jingwei's third wave of attacks arrived in an instant.

At the crater, Zhang Yuanqing watched as Jiang Jingwei used the fireballs floating in mid-air to repeatedly perform her fire movement, forcing Zhao Chenghuang into a sorry state. Meanwhile, the Yin corpse tried time and again to pounce on the enemy but could only helplessly watch her turn into flames and vanish. He remarked,

"A smart strategy, effectively avoiding a two-on-one situation, but it's too exhausting. On the other hand, Zhao Chenghuang seems to be in a sorry state, but he manages to dodge every time, with little consumption." He is deliberately wearing down Jingwei's strength, and will soon counterattack.

At this moment, Jiang Jingwei, having attacked without success for a long time, no longer pursued Zhao Chenghuang with her fire movement but instead dashed towards the Yin corpse like a little leopard. She dodged its straight punch, grabbed its arm, and with a fierce pull, tried to drag it into the magma pool. Her plan was clear: divide and conquer.

If she couldn't deal with Zhao Chenghuang, then she would deal with the Yin corpse.

Although the Yin corpse was a Fire Master in life, with strong resistance to fire, it had lost most of the Fire Master's skills. Jiang Jingwei was confident she could finish off the enemy in the magma, and as a Night Wanderer God, Zhao Chenghuang would not possibly jump into the pool. Just then, Jiang Jingwei's shoulder suddenly felt heavy, her breathing became disordered, and her limbs quickly turned weak and powerless.

Seizing this opportunity, the distant Yin corpse shattered a stone pillar and shot over like a cannonball.

"Pop, pop, pop," the fists ablaze with fire came down one after another, stirring up a dull airwave.

Jiang Jingwei was like a boxer at a disadvantage in the ring, raising her arms to block, enduring one ferocious attack after another. Several times she tried to use her fire movement to escape, but as soon as the flames rose, they were interrupted. Her complexion visibly paled, but her eyes grew increasingly fierce and agitated, her anger slowly building.

From the sidelines, only a Night Wanderer God could see a white-eyed wraith with black lips perched on Jiang Jingwei's shoulder, draining her vitality. Those who were not Night Wanderer practitioners could only guess that Zhao Chenghuang had employed a spirit servant.

This spirit servant had abilities similar to the shoulder-perching wraiths of the Mountain God Temple, an enhanced version of the shoulder-perching wraith. Zhao Chenghuang must have more than one wraith, it was now up to Jingwei to force him to reveal more of his hand... Zhang Yuanqing watched intently. So far, Jingwei's attacks were fierce, but Zhao Chenghuang had yet to truly fight back.

"Crack!"

Finally, under the relentless assault of the Level 4 Yin corpse, the sound of a fracture came from Jiang Jingwei's forearm. It was at this moment that Zhao Chenghuang vanished.

The audience at the crater held their breath and stared intently at the scene.

Clearly, this top-ranked genius had been biding his time and finally used the Night Wanderer God's skill, finally making his move. The next second, with a "boom," the scorching magma shot into the sky, rising three to four meters high—the volcano erupted.

Just two to three meters away from Jiang Jingwei, Zhao Chenghuang, who had been attacked, awkwardly exited his Night Wanderer state, his body enveloped in a yellowish halo, pushing away the overwhelming magma. At the same time, Jiang Jingwei's rage reached its limit, and with the erupting magma, she exploded with all her might.

Her slender body burst forth with a force more violent than the magma eruption, her red hair standing on end, and deep within her eyes, it seemed as if flames were burning. Zhang Yuanqing heard Guan Ya beside him exclaim in surprise:

"A Berserker?"

Similar exclamations came from the audience, both near and far.

A Berserker, the signature skill of a Saint-level Fire Master? He was stunned for a moment, then a wave of excitement washed over him. This should force Zhao Chenghuang to reveal his hand. P.S.: Will correct typos later, experiencing a slight writer's block today.