Chapter 620 - 212: The Great Battle Zone Begins! 1000 Years! Goal: Top 100
Chapter 620: Chapter 212: The Great Battle Zone Begins! 1000 Years! Goal: Top 100
The rules are simple. Kill your opponent, and you can plunder all the points from their Jade Token.
Contestants who are killed aren’t eliminated immediately. Instead, they are redeployed to a random location in the arena."
"Redeployed?"
Jinmu quickly grasped the main point. "Doesn’t that mean you can resurrect infinitely?"
"No,"
Fire Circle wagged his finger. "A slain contestant does ’resurrect,’ but their points are reset to zero. They also gain temporary tracking privileges, allowing them to see the locations of other Martial Artists for a limited time. If they can successfully defeat someone, they’ll achieve ’Rebirth.’ But if they exceed the time limit or are defeated again within it, they are truly eliminated."
Hearing this, a flash of understanding passed through Qin Feng’s eyes.
The rules not only encouraged contestants to hunt others but also encouraged the slain to seek revenge.
This dynamic of pursuit and escape would ignite even more battles, ensuring not a single moment of peace in the entire arena.
"Finally, the moment the thousand years are up, the system will tally the points of all ’survivors’ and determine the final rankings."
Fire Circle added the last and most crucial detail. "The format for this year’s tournament will most likely be the same. After all, every competition format in the Human Empire usually lasts for a dozen or so iterations before any major changes are made."
"I see."
Qin Feng nodded slightly.
Points, hunting, resurrection, revenge, final survival... a few simple keywords painted a picture of a tournament that was both incredibly bloody and brimming with opportunity.
"That’s why I said the three of us should team up."
Fire Circle looked at the two of them and said solemnly, "We can watch each other’s backs."
"Understood."
This time, both Qin Feng and Jinmu nodded without hesitation.
Under such brutal rules, the strategic value of a stable alliance formed by top-tier geniuses was self-evident.
"Sigh, if only we could make it into the top one hundred."
A look of longing appeared on Fire Circle’s face as he sighed wistfully. "As long as we place in the top hundred, we’ll get a chance to choose—we can apply to go to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races!
That place has tons and tons of top-tier opportunities. And many of them have already been cataloged by our Human Empire, specifically reserved for the most supreme prodigies to claim.
Now that’s a true leap to the heavens!"
Hearing this, Qin Feng couldn’t help but see Fire Circle in a new light.
The secret of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races was something his master, the Heaven-Devouring King, had only just told him.
This might not be a secret among the Empire’s upper echelons, but for an ordinary Planet-level Martial Artist, it was absolutely unheard of.
’This seemingly harmless, well-informed, plump man, Fire Circle... his background is probably far more profound than I imagined.’
Just as the three of them reached an agreement and were about to discuss more details, a cold and majestic voice, like a divine decree, instantly swept across the entire plaza of the City of Genesis, entering the ears of every genius with perfect clarity.
It was the examiner, Luo Yu.
"Contestants."
The clamor in the plaza instantly vanished, and a million gazes shot up toward the sky in unison.
"The Grand Battle Zone is about to open. All contestants, please accept the Subspace Teleportation invitation immediately to travel together to the Grand Battle Zone’s location."
"Before that, a word of warning.
The Grand Battle Zone will be monitored completely, with no blind spots, and will be publicly broadcast to every Life Planet in the Human Empire.
This involves broadcasting your personal cultivation, which is a matter of privacy.
All contestants must now submit the ’Privacy Disclosure Agreement.’ Those who fail to submit will be considered to have automatically forfeited their right to participate."
When these words were spoken, they caused no stir among the million prodigies in the arena.
Everyone remained unusually calm, and with almost no hesitation, they selected "agree" on their personal light-screens.
For Martial Artists like them, who had grown up within the Empire’s system, this was already an unspoken rule.
For those at the Planet-level, so-called cultivation privacy was hardly a secret at all.
The cultivation methods everyone practiced could, for the most part, be bought at the Empire’s trading houses. The only differences were proficiency and personal insights.
Qin Feng thought the same.
True privacy and secrets belonged to the powerhouses at the "Black Hole-level" and above, who had forged their own path in the Martial Dao.
Mere Planet-level cultivators were as good as transparent in the eyes of those truly powerful figures. It really wasn’t worth agonizing over.
After the last contestant submitted the agreement, a teleportation invitation shimmering with a silver glow popped up on everyone’s light-screen.
Without hesitation, Qin Feng chose "agree."
The next moment, a brilliant pillar of light descended from the sky, completely enveloping him.
Looking out, a million identical pillars of light shot up from the plaza, creating an absolutely spectacular scene.
Within the light, space began to twist and fold violently.
In just an instant, the light dissipated, and the million prodigies vanished from the plaza in the City of Genesis, leaving only an empty expanse behind.
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The dizziness from the Subspace Teleportation receded like a tide, replaced by a torrent of countless different auras rushing toward him.
Qin Feng steadied himself and slowly opened his eyes.
The sight before him caused a ripple in his heart, which had long been tempered by a century of cultivation to be as still as an old well.
He found himself standing on an immense plaza, its vastness beyond description.
The plaza’s floor was paved with an unknown type of Pure White Jade. It was as smooth as a mirror, yet seamlessly whole, stretching infinitely in all directions to the very edge of his vision.