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"..."
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Chen Miao looked up at the sky, above their heads was a huge semi-transparent space filled with many seats, which were now occupied by quite a few people looking down at them.

The eliminated players did not leave the venue directly.

Instead, they ran to the spectator seats above to watch as audience members.

At this moment, many players in the spectator area were busily exchanging information.

"Damn it!"

A middle-aged man roared angrily, "This is simply unfair, totally unfair! It's discrimination, an insult to people with disabilities. That wooden boat requires you to hold the oars with your hands to paddle, but how can I paddle without arms?"

Upon closer inspection, the man's sleeves were empty; he had lost both arms.

The surrounding people heard his complaint and couldn't help but feel pity, as there seemed to be no solution for him.

But they could not spend too much time pitying others, as they themselves hadn't cleared the stage. The problem was that they were given too little time; five minutes wasn't long but wasn't short either. If it wasn't for the lack of a solution, it was because by the time they thought of one, there wasn't enough time left.

Since they were eliminated, they accepted it without much regret.

Just that someone might have felt differently...

The crowd exchanged glances and then turned to look at a young man not far away with a gloomy face. This young man was often seen on TV, a young master from a major Jingjiu City family, a Senior Transcendent. It was quite shameful that he got eliminated in the first round.

These major family offspring are all good-for-nothings, useless despite their privileged births.

Though this was what they thought, they obviously couldn't say it out loud.

"..."

The gloomy young man stood silently where he was. Of course, he could have thought of a solution, but the problem was his Hidden Occupation as an Earth Priest forbid him to stand on any boat.

This first round was clearly targeting him!

He couldn't even board the wooden boat, so how could he cross the river with items?

But he couldn't possibly voice this out as it would make him appear beneath his status.

...

Just then—

Below, the crowd was a sea of heads as everyone was talking with the players nearby when another announcement sounded.

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"The second round is about to begin!"

"Please all players prepare yourselves!"

"The name of the second challenge": Yin-Yang Conversion.

"Challenge details": All remaining players will head to a segment of the pyramid composed of various mechanisms; you will need to climb over obstacles and obstructions all the way to the top of the pyramid.

The pyramid is a hundred meters tall.

The players eliminated in the first round will act as 'Pursuers.' If you are touched by a Pursuer while climbing, you will be eliminated, and you will become a 'Pursuer' as well, capable of eliminating other players by touching them.

The Pursuers will start chasing you one minute after you depart.

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As the voice fell away,

the entire plain began to twist, followed by countless obstacles appearing in front, including tens of thousands of log bridges, steps that needed climbing, cliffs that had to be crossed with ropes, and at the far end, a pyramid that needed to be ascended.

A red line also appeared in front of the players.

This line was the starting line.

"Run!"

One of the players shouted without hesitation and rushed forward, darting onto the log bridge like an arrow shot from a bow.

"Let's go."

Chen Miao glanced around, didn't say much, simply summoned his Gatling and loaded it with a rope ladder. Along with the Tomb Guardian members, it only took half a minute to reach the top of the pyramid.

"Congratulations on clearing the challenge!"

The moment the popup appeared, Hungry Monkey stood on top of the pyramid, looking down at the endless crowd below, sighed, and could not help but feign a smile as he said,

"Being invincible is so lonely."

"I have to say, being able to fly is a kind of bug."

At that time, about a few hundred people had also reached the pyramid's peak by flying. They exchanged looks but had no intention to strike up a conversation, simply standing quietly, waiting for the second challenge to end.

They weren't the only ones who could fly.

Afterward, most people below were still squeezing onto the log bridges. Below the log bridges was a cliff stretching out for hundreds of meters. The bridges were only five meters wide and seemed passable at a glance—you could walk across safely in a normal scenic area, even without guardrails.

But there were over ten million people here.

Over ten million people squeezing onto tens of thousands of log bridges meant it was seriously overcrowded.

Quickly, it was like dropping dumplings into a pot—numerous players were jostled over the edge, falling into the cliff as screams rose and fell in waves. However, the players who plunged into the ravine weren't dead or eliminated but were simply teleported back to the starting point to continue their frantic escape.

Just at that moment—

The huge white space above opened up suddenly, and countless players eliminated in the first round, all grinning wickedly, leaped down from the air, plummeting straight to the starting area!

These players were all glowing red and easy to distinguish.

"Charge!!!"

An armless middle-aged man's face lit up with excitement as he led the charge, bowing his head and rushing toward the mass of players: "We've been eliminated, we can't let them clear the challenge so easily, drag them down with us!!!"