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"You were only worthy of being finished off with the second form of the Sun God Weapon."
Lin Yuan's expression was indifferent, as if he had merely crushed an ant that happened to wander by.
Although, with his current understanding of the laws, the Sun God Weapon's power had long since surpassed this, he had no intention of wasting too much energy during the elimination round.
With Demon Flame's fall, the tactical screen on Lin Yuan's wrist gave a faint tremor. He lowered his head and tapped it with a fingertip. A line of striking statistics appeared before his eyes:
[Contestant: Lin Yuan (Black Dragon Mountain Empire)] [Points: 384,651,684] [Rank: 1]
Looking at the long string of dizzying digits, Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
He quickly did the math in his head.
"Back when I surrounded and wiped out that elite group of a hundred, I had about 367 million points.
That group had a lot of people, but most of them were just trying to fish in troubled waters. Let's say they gave me three million points..."
Lin Yuan's gaze flickered. "But Demon Flame alone just gave me over ten million points!"
The math was clear.
Under the elimination round's brutal rules, points could be plundered. The victor claimed half of the loser's points.
By this stage of the competition, everyone still alive had grown into a "behemoth," devouring the corpses of countless weaker contestants.
"Looks like the survivors have all gotten 'fat' now that we're in the final stretch..."
"In that case, let's make the slaughter even more of a celebration."
Whoosh!
Lin Yuan hurried toward his next hunting ground.
Over the next ten days, the preliminaries reached their final, feverish stage.
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