Thirteen Advance to Seven

"Thirteen advance to seven. Our advantage in the next round will be considerable, and precisely because of that, we may face even more targeting.

"Everyone, share your thoughts. How should we respond going forward?"

Inside the great hall, Ji Shinian had gathered everyone from the Myriad Manifestations Palace and posed this question.

Ling Xiao slowly said, "Long An wears the Azure Scaled Treasure Armor, has the Azure Scaled Winged Dragon supporting him, and possesses Dragon Race precious blood. We must defeat him with thunderous force; otherwise, we will very likely fall into a disadvantage later on. Yet influenced by the Dragon Race precious blood within him, his temperament is extremely volatile. That is something we can make use of.

"Although Zhao Yin and Ji Liangyu have both fought before, their moves were swift and decisive, revealing very little information. No one knows how many trump cards they still have hidden.

"And I have a vague premonition that Ji Liangyu is even more dangerous than Long An.

"Of the five Ji Clan contestants, she alone did not register a puppet. We absolutely cannot judge her through a rigid lens.

"These three are the greatest obstacles in our path to the top three. Whoever encounters them must give it their all."

Among the remaining thirteen contestants, the Myriad Manifestations Palace alone occupied four spots, making the chances of running into a seeded contestant extremely high.

At present, only Long An's weakness was relatively obvious. The other two were like abysses shrouded in mist, impossible to fathom.

If he truly had to face a seeded contestant, he would rather face the ruthless Long An. His chances of victory would undoubtedly be greater that way.

"After this round, we have gathered quite a bit of information.

"Only Li Yufeng remains from the Hundred Cauldrons