Hearing this, there was a burst of exclamations in the square, and even Yang Ran was slightly surprised.

Even though nearly nine-tenths of the contestants have been eliminated after the first two rounds of screening, there are still more than 300 remaining. There are really many strong people in this southern region.

Facing everyone's exclamations, Wu Moli smiled slightly and continued: "However, because there are slightly more contestants entering the final round, this final round has some changes from the previous one-to-one competitions."

The square immediately became noisy again. In previous years, less than a hundred contestants usually entered the final round, and the method used was a two-by-two duel. But this time, is there any special change?

Just as everyone was discussing, Wu Moli's powerful voice sounded, suppressing the noise.

"After discussion at the elders' table, it was decided that instead of using a two-by-two duel, the three hundred and forty-eight contestants would be divided into two teams, black and white, to compete in a competitive format. If one opponent is knocked down, two teams will be awarded.

The one who persists to the last hundred will get five points, the one who persists to the last fifty will get ten points, the one who persists to the last twenty will get twenty points..."

Wu Moli's words behind him could no longer be heard clearly because the entire audience was excited.

More than 300 contestants competed in teams. There has not been such a large-scale competition scene in the Southern Region for a long time.

In particular, each of these more than 300 contestants has a very powerful force. Think about it, hundreds of Star Sea Realm powerhouses are fighting against each other. It is really an exciting thing to think about. For a while, the whole place was filled with enthusiasm.

to excited applause and cheers.

This is destined to be a grand and exciting melee!

Under the vibration of the sound waves, Yang Ran couldn't help but rub his ears and sighed at the way of this competition.

Whether it was the battle for the spirit pool in the Falling Dragon Academy or the current altar meeting, these old guys like to have these big melees.

On the one hand, it is a matter of viewing quality, on the other hand, after all, this method can better test the overall strength of a contestant.

You must know that for the next generation of geniuses, talent is important, but character and character are equally important. Only by learning to survive in a harsh environment can we become truly strong.

Yang Ran was very clear about this from the moment he became a demon.

At this moment, three pairs of eyes on the podium were paying attention to Yang Ran. Since there were only more than 300 contestants left, Yang Ran's small movements were easily noticed by them.

A flash of surprise flashed in the beautiful eyes of the cheongsam beauty: "I didn't expect that after a trip to the ancient forest, this little guy's strength has improved so much, and it seems that he has entered the Holy Temple of Transforming Dragons, and he has gathered a lot of energy.

The dragon bones and veins.”

Wu Moli, who was on the side, smiled slightly when he heard this, "This boy has a good talent and good temperament. Maybe our Holy Witch Clan will have to rely on him this time."

"Oh?" The cheongsam beauty was slightly surprised, obviously a little surprised that Wu Moli valued so much. Then she glanced at several black figures in the square, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly, "I don't know how chaotic the demon clan is.

What's going on? They allowed the disciples of the clan to cooperate with the Black Witch clan. It seems that they came prepared. I don't know how many powerful people are hidden among them. I just hope that these little guys can unite and don't lose.

Became the champion.”

"I hope so. Anyway, we can't put off this matter any longer." Wu Moli sighed, rubbed his brows, and continued to cast his gaze into the square.

At this time, under the guidance of the relevant personnel of the Holy Witch Clan, the contestants had begun to draw lots, and the presiding elder also read out the results of the groups.

"Bing Luofei of the Binghu family?"

When Yang Ran heard such a name, his eyes suddenly moved and he turned to a skinny man in black clothes in a corner.

The skinny man stood in the crowd, but he looked extremely independent. His expression was indifferent, and there was a faint murderous look on his body, which made the surrounding contestants couldn't help but stay away from him.

The Binghu family was only a small force in the Southern Territory. Logically speaking, there should be no strong people in the family, but Yang Ran found that he could not see the cultivation level of this skinny man.

There are only two situations. One is that the man used some method to hide his aura, or his cultivation level is higher than his own, so that Yang Ran cannot detect it, and no matter which one it is, it is extremely abnormal.

For some reason, Yang Ran felt a hint of familiarity from this skinny man. Of course, there was also a hint of danger in this familiarity.

Since the Black Witch Clan and the Demonic Immortal Palace had already infiltrated this altar meeting, Yang Ran did not let go of this intuition and secretly took note of this skinny man.

And just as he was looking carefully, the skinny man seemed to have noticed Yang Ran's gaze and slowly looked over.

For a moment, Yang Ran felt as if an ice spike was shooting over him, and the air around him seemed to drop a few degrees.

"What a strong murderous aura, what a terrible chill."

Yang Ran was slightly startled, but his face turned away without any change. The skinny man also turned away after an unnatural smile appeared on his face.

Just when Yang Ran was distracted, the final grouping was completed.

He was assigned to the white group and put on a thin layer of clothes. The relevant personnel pointed out among them how to wear this suit correctly. As they walked, they said: "This is a special kind of clothes. There is a layer on the clothes."

The protective layer is equivalent to the same health value of the human body. When the protective layer is broken by the opponent, you will pass out and be declared 'dead' in this competition."

"But don't worry, this is just a death in this game, you just passed out. In fact, compared with the previous two rounds, casualties in the last round of this Altar Conference are very rare. Please

Don’t worry, everyone!”

Yang Ran looked at these identical clothes and couldn't help but think to himself, in fact, this is not fair, because everyone's vitality is different, but these special clothes of the Holy Witch Clan equalize everyone's vitality.

Thinking of this, Yang Ran glanced at his teammates in white and found that familiar faces such as Xiong Huo'er and Xiong Kongyu were among them.

Eclipse Huo'er was dressed in white, with a touch of innocence in her charm, and smiled sweetly at herself, while Xiong Kongyu forced a smile with an unsightly expression on his face.

Yang Ran also smiled back, thinking that the Holy Witch Clan seemed to have prepared well in advance and allocated all the main combat forces here to the same group. It seemed that they had spent a lot of effort in order to get the final championship spot.
Chapter completed!