The winners advanced; the losers exited.
Han Wu soon encountered his second opponent.
The other man also wore an emblem on his chest representing his War Family identity.
When he saw that his opponent was Han Wu, his expression visibly turned solemn.
"I didn't expect to run into you in this match," the man said.
Han Wu could not be bothered to waste words with him and looked up at the sky.
The rules for the second round were an Elite Battle. The deployed kin had to be Hero Grade or above, but below Monarch Grade.
Contestants were likewise forbidden from taking action themselves.
Without further delay, Han Wu summoned his Small World once more and called forth all the kin that met the requirements.
His opponent was no slower, summoning the qualifying kin from his divine domain.
Then, after comparing them, he was dumbfounded.
The War Family descendant before him had summoned three million kin that met the Elite Battle requirements.
They were ligers clad in specialized battle armor.
Every one of them was incomparably ferocious. They could also obey commands like an army, and at a glance, they were clearly a formidable, well-trained troop type.
But Han Wu's side had far, far more.
The various types of locusts that met the requirements alone numbered no fewer than five billion.
Then there were the legions of various kin, along with the beast herds of Unordered Evolution.
The total came to roughly ten billion.
With such numbers, even if every kin merely spat once, they could drown those three million ligers on the other side.
The War Family descendant's face turned bitter.
As a main god who had struggled in the War Faction for many years, he knew his own strength well.
Though he could not rank among the forefront