Qian Duoduo was really good at playing the abacus.

"That's a good thing, congratulations to the three of you."

Wan Lei said with a smile.

"What about you, Brother Wan..."

"We'll see, the competition isn't over yet."

Young Master Lei chuckled, planning to play the waiting game.

The group chatted for a while, with Wan Lei getting the most attention, while Wan Liuchuan was quite deserted.

After all, although many people here came from Qishan Prefecture like him, Wan Liuchuan had always been aloof, a proud genius who disdained knowing these small fries.

"The exchange time is over, spectators return to your positions.

The great formation shrinks again, the final battle... begins!"

Patriarch Liu's voice echoed throughout the arena again, and the great formation began to shrink again.

The area of the great formation was not large now, and there was no need for people to manipulate it anymore. The great formation itself could shrink on its own.

"Your little brother has good popularity."

Wan Liuchuan gave a self-deprecating smile.

"Of course, did you think I was like you, always wearing a long face like a high-cold male god?"

"Am I high-cold? Is your little Yu more high-cold than me?"

"…She's not high-cold to me."

"..."

This conversation was going nowhere.

At present, there were only a hundred people left, twenty-odd teams, and the real final battle had begun.

A grand melee!

The remaining top seeds on the field were Wan Lei, Wan Liuchuan, Liu Ao, Fang Xiaoyu, and Fang Huihui.

As the battle began, none of the top seeds chose to fight opponents of the same level. Instead, they led their respective teams and began to wipe out other non-seeded teams.

The reason was simple: now that the final battle had begun, it was time for the rankings to really take effect.

They,

did not allow these teams that were just trying to scrape by to continue muddling through and messing up the rankings.

What if, in the end, these bums picked up a bargain, and their rankings were even worse than these people?

Since they were top seeds, they naturally had their pride.

These teams were basically defeated by the top-seeded teams in a crushing manner.

It wasn't that they hadn't thought about joining forces to fight against the top seeds, but the competition stipulated that neither side could have more than four participants, so they would be breaking the rules if they wanted to join forces.

The seeds did not communicate, but they were all doing these things in unison.

In the afternoon of the twenty-eighth day, plus the twenty-ninth day, the top seeds spent a full day and a half wiping out these teams.

Among them, the two most outstanding teams were undoubtedly those led by Liu Ao and Wan Lei.

Liu Ao's team had the Liu Family Three Heroes, whose combined strength was not inferior to an upper-tier seed.

Wan Lei's side, however, had two seeds.

Fang Huihui's team performed averagely, but they also eliminated many teams.

Fang Xiaoyu was still alone. Her pride prevented her from teaming up with anyone.

But the number of teams she eliminated alone was also not small.

The Myriad Pride List Competition lasted a full thirty days, from noon on the first day to noon on the thirty-first day.

The thirtieth day, morning.

All the freeloading teams had been eliminated. At this time, only these three teams plus a single person remained on the field.

Thirteen people.

He Shiba and Li Lei successfully squeezed into the top twenty.

Before coming, their goal was to squeeze into the top 10,000 and have their names on the Myriad Pride List.

They never dreamed that their ranking would be so high.

At present, everyone on the field was an elite among the strong, and the two of them seemed a little out of place.

At this time, the area of the great formation was already extremely small, about the size of five Nanfu City cities. Standing at this end, one could see the pores on the faces of the people at the other end.

This was the most central area of the desert. Although it was still barren, one could vaguely see traces of civilized buildings.

For example, some severely weathered ruins.

There used to be high mountains, rivers, forests, flowers, plants, cultivators, and beasts here.

This used to be the main peak of the Evil Moon Sect, the number one power 50,000 years ago.

50,000 years had passed. The world had changed, and under the extinction of vitality, the high mountains here were also about to be completely desertified.

At this time, four teams stood on four towering, barren mountain peaks.

Young Master Lei stood against the wind, looking at the opponents in the three directions. The breeze blew across his cheeks, lifting his long hair, giving him the air of a master dueling at the Forbidden City.

If a martial arts drama needed to be filmed, then just filming this scene would surely become a classic.

The four teams were very quiet.

Everyone was acting cool, and no one wanted to break the atmosphere.

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that Young Master Lei couldn't bear it anymore.

There was only a day and a half left. Why weren't they fighting? He wanted to fish in troubled waters.

The others were probably thinking the same thing.

Young Master Lei began to choose his opponents. Fang Xiaoyu was definitely out. She had to be saved for last.

Liu Ao's side was very strong, a tough nut to crack.

Fang Huihui's side looked a little weak. Should he pinch this soft persimmon first?

No, those who could survive to the present must have some tricks up their sleeves. If he consumed too much cultivation in the fight against her, it would be a disadvantage to fight Liu Ao again.

Who should he fight?

So annoying.

It would be great if Liu Ao and Fang Huihui fought.

Young Master Lei's annoyance did not last long, because someone came to challenge him.

It was the opponent Wan Lei was most unwilling to face: Liu Ao's team.

Liu Ao, leading the Liu Family Three Heroes, landed on the mountain where Wan Lei was.

"Since everyone is unwilling to make the first move, then I will start.

Wan Lei, after I solve you, I will go to the final battle with Fang Xiaoyu."

Looking at Liu Ao's murderous appearance, Wan Lei remembered the information that someone had told him before.

In the Central Domain, many people liked Fang Xiaoyu, and the strongest and most famous among them was this Liu Ao.

And he, Wan Lei, in the eyes of all those who liked Fang Xiaoyu, was undoubtedly a thorn in their side, a thorn in their flesh.

No wonder this Liu Ao came to find me first. He wanted to defeat me in front of Fang Xiaoyu to show off.

So that's how it is.

Young Master Lei showed a knowing smile on his face.

"Even if you defeat me, there's still Fang Huihui's team. At that time, with your cultivation greatly reduced, can you defeat Fang Xiaoyu?"

"Hmph, how much cultivation will it take to defeat you? As for that Fang Huihui, just let Shi Yu and the other three deal with her. Four small fries, that's all."

Liu Ao sneered.

"Oh, well, let's fight then. I never thought that there would be a day when I, Wan Lei, would be regarded as a soft persimmon."

Young Master Lei lazily stretched his waist and even yawned.

"Come on, after we fight, you and I will go and have a final battle with Fang Xiaoyu."

"Hmph, Wan Lei, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't think that just because you've solved some people with great reputations, you're invincible.

You should know that this is the Central Domain, not your small Qishan Prefecture. You're not allowed to run wild here.

Among the peers in the Central Domain, no one can make me, Liu Ao, look at them squarely."