"Hey, hey, Bai Zhu suddenly rushed out of the winter battlefield, where did he go? It turned out to be back to the autumn battlefield, hey? Take a fishing net? What is this for?"

"He's back! He's back! Back to the winter battlefield! What a trick! Beautiful!"

"As expected of Atractylodes, courageous and strategic, no wonder no one wants him to leave, beautiful and powerful!"

In the field, after Bai Zhu retrieved the fishing net from the autumn battlefield, he went straight back to the winter battlefield and covered the fishing net against the person who fell into the hill.

It directly cut off the way for those people to stand up!

The five-second countdown has begun!

When the last second was over, the audience was boiling.

In this round, the attackers collectively failed!

Qianmiao's brows suddenly loosened, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a very shallow arc.

It seemed that he was starting to get tired, holding a long sword in his hand, standing motionless, and did not respond to the cheers of the audience off the court at all.

In less than five minutes, a new group of attackers was assembled.

This time... Haohao Tangtang's team looks like there are as many as a thousand people!

Almost, all of them!

These people can fill all four battlefields even if they are standing!

The audience frowned, and a small number of people were gloating.

"Human tactics, there is no chance of winning this time."

"Even if these people drag, they can drag until dawn, and Baishen's physical strength must not be able to hold it!"

"Ugh."

The entrance gate has not been opened yet, and those people have assembled into many squares, shouting slogans to boost morale!

Commentator: "A thousand people, a whole thousand people! This is the defeat of Baiju!"

"One thousand people are divided into two hundred thousand, and there is not much money in hand. I don't know what their motivation is to participate together."

"I don't think Atractylodes can last long in this round, I'm afraid it will raise the white flag to surrender."

"That's right, after the first two rounds, Baiju's physical strength has actually been consumed almost, and he must rest to replenish his physical strength, but the rules of the game are not very friendly to him. This new batch of super attacking teams has been assembled. But he couldn't even drink a sip of water, and the next round will probably be ill-advised."

"Throughout history, no one can challenge and succeed, and it seems that this fate will not be escaped this time."

"To be honest, this challenge is not prepared for the challenger to succeed, the difficulty increases at will, there are no restrictions, and the requirements for the challenger are very strict."

With the voice of the narrator, the entrance door slowly opened.

Thousands of people entered neatly and orderly, majestic and majestic.

In the stands.

Qian Miao, who had been holding her hand by the old lady, was suddenly released in this second.

She looked at the old lady, her eyes questioning.

The old lady looked mysterious and said, "Keep down, I have something to give."

She squatted down.

The old lady took out the Cyan Frost Sword and said: "It has been silent for more than ten years. It's time to pull it out and take a walk. This task is left to complete."

Qianmiao looked at the sword, and instantly remembered how he felt when he used it that night: Handy.

Much better than the dagger that I gave her above.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the sword and nodded.

The next second, the old lady suddenly held her hand again.

A foreign object slipped into her index finger!

Looking down, it was the silver ring that the old lady had been wearing on her index finger.

Not all rings are silver. The ring arms are wider and thicker than ordinary rings, but narrower than the fingers. The middle ring rests on a very special diamond ring. The inner wall of the ring has three small bumps.

The old lady whispered a few words in her ear and told her the formula for using this ring.