A pocket flying sword, a sharp little knife, hidden detonating talismans, a concealed Heavenly Silkworm Silk net... and Heaven-Shaking Divine Thunder buried underground, which one could easily step on.
Although the enemies had yet to show themselves, the endless traps had left Xiao Luo SIR struggling to cope.
It seemed this group truly had made up their minds to alter the canyon's terrain at any cost.
But relying on the Mad Battle Way's Beast Instinct, Xiao Luo SIR had narrowly avoided danger each time. Despite all the traps, he had ultimately made it through unscathed.
It was also thanks to the fact that neither the male nor female cultivators dared approach him too closely. The traps' power was decent, but without human assistance, they seemed rather formulaic.
At that moment, on the live-streaming screens outside, some of the broadcasts following Xiao Luo SIR showed... Xiao Luo SIR dodging all sorts of traps as if he were playing a solo game. The viewers who wanted to see a great battle began growing dissatisfied.
"What's wrong with these strong teams? Don't tell me they really don't dare to fight and plan to drag things out until the melee ends so they can secure the guaranteed reward?"
"How embarrassing! What a disgrace!"
"This is called tactics, got it?"
"Refund! Refund!"
"Trash Beili Continent! Trash Xiliang!!"
"Back then, Lin Mo walked around with both hands in his pockets, not knowing what an opponent was!"
The voices on the Spiritual Energy Network grew increasingly heated... Yet the cultivators from the various teams hidden in the dense forest remained unmoved. Since they were in the melee battlefield, it was impossible for them to know about the trash talk outside... Even if they did know, they would merely laugh it off.
"Everyone must strictly follow the tactics