Unlucky people are constantly being killed. Among the unlucky people, there are fire crows and gold medal killers.

Tenderness never appeared.

Time passed little by little.

The gentle number stayed at six hundred and thirty-three.

The battles became increasingly fierce and frequent.

The rankings of the powerful gold medal killers and the powerful fire crows are rising one after another, and the speed is very fast.

Only gentleness is immovable.

Gu Yunfan's eyes were fixed on Wen Wen's name, and he kept praying in his heart.

You must not come out...

Although I really hope you win the championship, I really don't want to lose.

Everyone is also looking at Wen Wenwen's ranking.

Two hours passed.

Didn't move.

Three hours passed slowly, and everyone felt that the days were like years.

Finally...three hours passed.

Some people began to lose their temper.

There are less than two hours left until five hours. According to logic and convention, gentleness should appear soon...

But tenderness has yet to come out.

Gu Yunfan was worried.

Praying.

…

Feng Yin was hiding in the big tree. It wasn't that he really didn't want to appear this time. He was actually a bit seriously injured. It took a long time for his injured internal organs to recover with the infinitely effective Spiritual Transformation Sutra.

Half of it.

It will take some time to fully recover.

If the injury has not recovered, if you go out and take action rashly, it is very likely to aggravate the injury and even damage the root.

Because as long as you are caught in a battle, you cannot escape at any time, and it must be one battle after another.

And there was too much movement here, so it must have attracted attention.

Therefore, you can no longer use this path of tree escape under any circumstances.

Therefore, you cannot move until the injury is fully recovered.

He quietly absorbed the spiritual energy in the tree, and Feng Ying was also working hard to recover.

Four hours have passed.

Gentleness remained silent.

All the instructors who were betting began to become anxious. Some began to stand up and pace around in circles, some frowned, some were restless, and some were staring at Wen Wen's ranking.

The people behind are slowly catching up.

Yue Kong, Jing Wuke, Wen Wenmo, etc. in the first echelon are far ahead, and their values ​​are already close to 600.

The one at the front is Wen Wenmo, with 593. Yue Kong is in third with 580, but Jing Wuke, who has always been in the lead, is behind with more than 510.

This situation is actually normal. In such a battle, as long as you are injured, your ranking will inevitably be affected. As for the reason why Jing Wuke fell behind, you can guess with your knees that it must be injured.

And the injury was not minor.

Everyone looked at the rankings anxiously, as the values ​​of Wen Wenmo and others kept changing.

But the gentle value is still as stable as a mountain, motionless.

Four and a half hours...

Gu Yunfan's eyes were bigger than copper bells and he didn't dare to blink.

Everyone else is pretty much the same.

The chief instructor's eyes almost popped out of his head.

He made a big bet!

Now, it looks like it will disappear...

He is mumbling to himself, and if you listen carefully, you can tell that it is a series of extremely fluent three-character sutras, eloquent and almost never repeated.

He scolded Gu Yunfan's ancestors eight times.

"Move!"

One instructor couldn't help but shouted anxiously: "You are moving!"

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[I’d better ask for a day off tomorrow, otherwise the quality of what I write will be low if I care about both sides. I’ll invite my mother-in-law here the day after tomorrow... Hey, I’ve been living in darkness these past few days. I can’t help it. Who asked me to burn someone?
Chapter completed!