Chapter 85

In the midst of cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

Lei Zhe, the captain of Gong Sun Murong's opponent team, was a genius from the Mitchell Empire. He was born with magical fluctuations and had a younger brother, Lei Meng, who was seven years younger.

He had just turned sixteen, and his younger brother was nine, serving as the captain of the junior group.

Perhaps they were biological brothers, sharing the same talent for battlefield awareness.

They had been meticulously trained from a young age, all for this moment.

Previously, he had been probing the opponent's formation, which troubled him greatly. It could change continuously, and the captain could command four actions simultaneously.

He had to put in a lot of effort to find a weakness to attack.

But just at that moment, the opponent actually changed their captain.

Can the captain be changed so casually?

The new captain was incredibly skilled. He was just a warrior, yet he could command ten people simultaneously, down to every action.

The words the new captain spoke were about the formation changes, while the other nine magical devices spoke numbers and letters.

The opponent's formation changed faster and more steadily, conserving the strength of the team members.

His pressure grew increasingly heavy.

Even so, as the formations of both sides changed, he had just managed to control the situation when a meteor shower, not from the opponent, suddenly appeared.

Lei Zhe was at a loss. The sudden additional attack completely disrupted his plans.

A gust of wind blew, and both sides saw each other.

Nalasha made a small fist symbolizing victory towards their side.

On the other side, her opponent, Lei Meng, showed an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, Gong Sun Murong organized a fierce attack.

Nalasha also took advantage of the opponent's momentary distraction to launch an attack, even personally sneaking in a strike.

Two people from the Mitchell Empire's junior group were instantly burned to death by Nalasha's fire dragon.

Gong Sun Murong threw his single-handed sword, killing one and injuring two. Another member of his opponent's team was killed by a meteor shower that suddenly fell from the sky.

In less than a second, the situation of the four teams on the field changed unexpectedly.

As the fog was blown away, the spectators outside saw what was happening inside.

They were almost dumbfounded.

Children under ten could go to the other side, but those over ten could not come over.

This was the rule.

They all understood.

However, in history, such a situation had never been seen before.

The two teams in the battle came together, and the junior group's captain directly launched a meteor shower at the senior group's formation.

Then both teams immediately launched a fierce attack while the opponent was distracted.

They instantly eliminated four opponents and injured two.

How was this possible?

Was it a coincidence?

Could a coincidence be so well-coordinated?

Was it inevitable?

How strong was the team sent by the Rexlar Empire this time?

How could the competition continue?

One side knew the situation of the other and used the formation to force or lure the opponent to the boundary. The junior group was already prepared for a sudden attack.

The senior group on the other side could not sense the situation of the junior group; they were like blind and deaf people, unable to react when attacked.

Even if the junior group on the other side could cross over, they could not contact their senior group. What if they were directly killed by the enemy's senior group?

In a short time, countless thoughts flashed through everyone's minds.

The only thing they could be sure of was that the Rexlar Empire in this world was very strong, so strong that it made people tremble. The two groups could communicate.

The competition continued.

Two people from the Mitchell Empire's junior group were dead, leaving eight against ten.

Two from the senior group were dead, and two were injured, making it less than eight against ten.

The outcome was inevitable. Gong Sun Murong and Nalasha could command as they did before.

Absolute suppression.

Only then did the children outside the field react.

The other fourteen empire's young contestants looked on in surprise.

The Mitchell Empire's contestants showed signs of distress and fear.

The Rexlar Empire's contestants who were not on the field jumped with joy, both the senior and junior groups looking at Gong Sun Murong and Nalasha with admiration.

The two were like gods in their hearts.

Captain Valentin clenched his fists.

Fate? Does it require someone to break through the sky?

It has appeared, it has already appeared.

Who doesn't know about the barrier in the middle, where the senior group cannot cross, not even sense it?

This might be to cultivate the junior group, allowing them to cross and be selected.

But today, right before their eyes.

The senior group's new captain, Gong Sun Murong, could do it. He could sense through and communicate with Nalasha on the other side.

The two set a trap, or a snare.

Gong Sun Murong broke the rules.

The Sunflower family, indeed, was not an ordinary existence.

"Sunflower!" Valentin couldn't help but roar.

His shout reminded others, and they carefully looked, noticing the noble emblems on the chests of the junior and senior group captains.

It was a gray flower with no leaves.

It looked so ugly.

But now, it looked so terrifying.

Because the flower's name was Sunflower.

A noble emblem that had never appeared on the continent, with countless nobles wanting to possess it, but all attempts were thwarted by various accidents.

Thus, it became a legend, and it itself was a legend.

Today, it actually appeared. The Sunflower, the family that possessed it, grew stronger when faced with strength, and looked up to the sun; the Sunflower, where luck was irrelevant, and strength was paramount.

The Sunflower, invisible to those lacking in strength.

No wonder the Rexlar Empire brought out their strongest magical jewelry set.

They had the Sunflower noble emblem, and they wanted to become famous in one battle.

Indeed, these two Sunflower family captains were not ordinary.

They were not legends; they were right before their eyes.

Captain Martin Owen of the Mitchell Empire bit his lip, not knowing how to describe his current feelings.

The empire finally had two battlefield command perception geniuses, one big and one small, who joined the resource battle of this world.

So the empire went all out to help them, opening the magical jewelry warehouse.

But why? Why was the Sunflower family of the Rexlar Empire real? Weren't there many rumors?

The damned Rexlar Empire intelligence organization, they always claimed to have the Sunflower noble emblem, but they never told the truth.

And it really appeared.

Regardless of whether they believed the legend of the Sunflower before, they finally saw it now. Who would dare pretend to have that emblem? To deceive would bring certain doom.

In the past, a family pretended to be the Sunflower family, and within a month, all the adults died from various accidents.

Now, what they saw was certainly not a pretense. How long did it take for their spaceship to fly over?

How long does a normal competition take?

It would definitely take more than a month.

Just designing and imagining the Sunflower emblem would bring a curse. Could they survive a month?

Moreover, the strength displayed by the two captains was not something ordinary people could possess. How could they communicate with the other side and set a trap?

Martin Owen couldn't figure it out. He glared at Valentin in anger.

Valentin shrugged indifferently. What's the use of hating me? Many people hate me. If I cared, I wouldn't be alive. If you have the skills, come and fight. Who's afraid of who?

We still have our trump card. Come and try? I'll cast a forbidden magic field, then use long and short spears to attack you.

Do you know that Gong Sun Murong and Nalasha each have a set of such equipment? The emperor gave it to them specifically.

After this is over, we'll let your border guards see the power, using technology to bully you.

The situation outside the field was complex, with complex human hearts.

The battle inside the field continued.

Gong Sun Murong and Nalasha raised the fog again, along with various magical mirrors.

The two were still coordinating.

But the opponents never fell for it.

They didn't move towards the center.

So the two had another 'exchange'.

Gong Sun Murong moved his team to the boundary, not forcing the opponent to the boundary for a two-sided attack.

Nalasha did the same.

Then both sides met at the boundary.

Nalasha led her entire team through, and at the moment they came through, she and Lucia and Miles turned to set up a defense.

The other seven children coordinated with Gong Sun Murong to launch the strongest attack.

Lei Zhe's team, already with two dead and two injured, was suddenly attacked by seventeen people. How could he hold up?

The children launched a round of magic, then turned to set up a defensive spell, ready to face the attack from Lei Meng's junior group.

But when they cast their defensive spells, they found that the opponent hadn't reacted yet. They cursed and turned again.

The Mitchell Empire's senior group was stunned by the attack from the children under ten.

Their attacks were not just for show. They could also cast magic instantly, and their attacks were still sharp.

Could they ignore the twenty fireballs launched by one child? That was called a fireball chain, a technique of a sixth-level mage, and the children could cast it instantly.

If they didn't defend, they would be burned to death. If they dodged, the fireballs would track them. If they defended, what about the other attacks?

In the blink of an eye, the Mitchell Empire's senior group lost two more people, and two others were seriously injured.

The two who died were the previously injured ones, who were given special attention.

The situation became four intact members and two seriously injured members against ten.

The Mitchell Empire's junior group only moved two seconds later.

Lei Meng, Lei Zhe's younger brother, needed time to react, judge, and issue orders.

Two seconds was already very fast.

On a formal battlefield, two seconds meant nothing.

But in the competition, with the opponent's perfect coordination and sharp attacks, two seconds required someone to pay with their life.

Gong Sun Murong and Nalasha, when attacking the enemy, competed for that split second.

This was because they needed time for their team members to react.

If it were just the two of them, with their full strength, in two seconds, they could destroy a fleet of no more than twenty battle magic spaceships.

High-level experts, a split second can decide victory or defeat.

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