After leaving Tianlin City, An Xiaoluo was puzzled: "Master, won't you persuade them to surrender?"
She still remembered that the master wanted to win over the two demon gods, but he didn't mention it during this trip and just repaired the parchment.
"Persuading surrender must be done step by step!"
Ye Feng said calmly: "Whether it is coercion or inducement, there is a prerequisite!"
"What?"
"Confirm that the other party can develop a rebellious heart."
"..."
An Xiaoluo was confused.
It's not that she can't understand what her master means, but if she doesn't say anything or do nothing, how can the two demon gods turn against him?
As if sensing An Xiaoluo's doubts, Ye Feng reached out and rubbed her head, with an intriguing tone: "I did what I should do even where you couldn't see or see it."
"Then what do we do now?"
"Waiting for the fourth round of World Clash!" Ye Feng looked at the time and it was already past nine forty in the morning.
The fourth round is the top 100 competition, and the difficulty increases sharply. He should also focus on the competition.
Let’s not talk about other things for now, let’s get the first place first.
"good!"
…
About ten o'clock.
Ye Feng entered the competition site, a special independent space, and the surrounding auditorium was crowded with people. The battle began on dozens of arenas. Many white lights were transmitted in, and the cries of killing could not be heard.
Sitting in the competition seat at the front, Ye Feng met many old acquaintances. After all, the people he interacted with were all top players at the top of the rankings. It was almost certain that he would enter the fourth round.
"Luo Ye silently came to watch the battle!"
"Damn, then I have to behave well to avoid embarrassment."
"It should be that our top expert from the US-Rui region showed too much strength. He finally couldn't sit still and came to observe the enemy's situation."
…
There was a lot of discussion and excitement at the scene.
Luo Ye's silent reputation was too loud. As soon as he arrived here, he quietly became the focus of countless people's talk.
"Brother, you are finally willing to take some time to watch the game." Bei Feng, who happened to be sitting behind Ye Feng, came over and said, "There are many powerful people from various regions competing in the world this time!"
"Um."
Ye Feng nodded: "I'm looking forward to fighting them!"
Beifeng pointed to one of the arenas: "Look over there, the master of Sakura District, Wakaba Uesimori, is on the stage!"
Uemori Wakaba?
Void selected the arena over there, and a screen popped up in front of Ye Feng, and he could clearly see the scene on the arena.
For this player from the Sakura District, he had a chance encounter in the Novice Village after his rebirth, and even took away the inheritance of the poisonous god from the opponent.
However, he didn't feel guilty.
He entered that area under the guidance of the Evil God Bead, not through information provided by anyone. The inheritance was also obtained based on his own ability.
[Kamimori Wakaba] (Howling Ninja) VS [Fighting General] (Advanced Knight)
"You idiot from the Sakura District?" The brave general is a player from the Eastern District. Seeing that the opponent is from the Sakura District, he rides a tall horse and charges towards the opponent.
"snort!"
Uemori Wakaba snorted coldly and activated his ninjutsu to disappear on the spot.
Seeing the opponent sneaking around, the brave general looked around, but could not find any trace of the opponent.
"Chi chi chi..."
Two seconds later, his back was cut five times by a dagger, and each burst of damage on his body exceeded one million. Before he could react, he turned into white light and dissipated.
After winning the victory, Uemori Wakaba stepped on the body of the brave general and said scornfully: "You don't overestimate your own capabilities!"
He instinctively felt disgusted with the players in the Eastern Zone.
Beifeng said angrily: "This guy is a little crazy!"
Uemori Wakaba's strength is indeed something, but such behavior is full of provocation.
"There will be times when he cries." Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.
After that, players from the Meirui District, Great Britain District, and Tsarist District came on stage one by one to participate in the competition. After defeating the players from the Eastern District, they often looked at Ye Feng's position, and some even raised their middle fingers unscrupulously and shouted sarcastically.
The leaves fall silently!
This person has a great name and at the same time, he has taken away a lot of first kill rewards. How can players from other countries not hate him.
These things not only involve interests and honor, but also relate to the face of the country.
Before they came to participate in the world competition, they were all suffocating in their hearts, and they had no pressure in their hearts. They just wanted to pull the other party off the throne, preferably until they were bruised and bruised.
You know, based on Luo Ye’s silent reputation, it is natural for him to win. If he loses...
That is a huge joke!
Countless people are looking forward to seeing what he will look like after defeat!
Time passed slowly, and at a certain moment, a bell rang in Ye Feng’s ears——
"Ding!~"
System prompt: You have been matched with the opponent [Confused Realm·God's Hand] (Cloud Sea Swordsman). Do you want to go to the competition venue immediately?
"yes!"
Ye Feng stood up to fight, and his body was pulled into the ring by a strange force. In front of him was a player from the Great Cold Region. He was handsome and handsome, but his facial muscles were slightly stiff, as if he had been knifed.
"With God's hand, let him see the power of our Great Cold Region!"
"I didn't expect Luoye Wusheng to be matched with the second master in our Great Cold Region. Now it's interesting!"
"Come on, turn over the fallen leaves silently!"
…
The players from the Great Cold Region were excited and shouted, giving God a hand of encouragement.
Ye Feng was indifferent to this.
The fourth round determines the top 100 players in the world. It is normal for them to encounter some top players.
"I'm looking forward to fighting with you!" God's One Hand said coldly, "Don't let me down!"
"I will satisfy you." Ye Feng said calmly.
3!
2!
1!
"Ding!~"
System prompts: The game begins!
When the countdown ended, the number of people watching this battle had already reached over 50 million, and tens of millions of people were staring at this battle.
The Battle of the World is a must-win event for players from all countries and regions. It has received too much attention. Even if it is not just a battle of the top 100, the number of spectators is still terrifying.
"Let God help us try out Luoye Silent's methods to be wary of!" Many top experts held this thought and concentrated their attention.
Living in other countries, they know little about the silent fall of leaves.
"The sea of clouds obscures the eyes!"
The god did not dare to be careless and immediately used his best ability. A large amount of clouds that were not easy to dissipate overflowed from his body and covered the entire arena.
Watching this scene silently, Ye Feng stood motionless.
"idiot!"
The God's Hand sneered: "Can't you even interrupt the enemy's spellcasting at the most basic level?"
The shortcomings of Yunhai Zhanmu are very obvious. The casting speed is too slow. If you don't act now, you won't be able to find his figure hidden in the fog later.
"Within the sea of clouds, God's hand is invincible!"
"Luoye Wusheng has no idea how terrifying the Yunhai Swordsman is!"
"There's a good show to watch!"
Those players in the Great Cold Zone were in a collective climax and were extremely excited.
"Peng——"
Just when they were looking forward to the god's hand silently pulling down the fallen leaves from the altar, a figure jumped up into the air in the arena that was obscured by the mist.
His eyes are indifferent and his cloak is hunting.
Vaguely, the turning black dragon roared.
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