Extremely High Elimination Rate

Xu Wuyi still remembered the sword intent he had encountered when he fought Shen Jin in the private room.

The instant that sword intent tore through space, every surrounding sound, beam of light, and energy fluctuation had been severed. It was a power that cut through everything.

Now Ye Yixin himself stood before him, radiating a pressure far stronger than that sword intent by more than a single level.

Ye Yixin seemed to sense his gaze and turned to glance at him. Across the entire wasteland, their eyes met amid the chaotic energy fluctuations.

Ye Yixin's gaze was calm, as though he were looking at a somewhat interesting passerby.

Xu Wuyi withdrew his gaze.

The first round was a group battle, not the time to fixate on any one opponent.

The voice of the rules rang out in his mind again. "First-round summons rules—Wasteland Melee. One hundred collector fragments are scattered throughout each of the ten wastelands. Every opponent you kill allows you to claim all fragments on their person."

"Anyone who collects thirty fragments will advance directly to the second round. Those with fewer than thirty fragments will be ranked by fragment count. The top three hundred from each wasteland will advance; everyone else will be eliminated."

One hundred fragments, more than twelve thousand people, and only a little over three thousand could advance.

More than sixty percent would be eliminated in the very first round.

Such an elimination rate was even crueler than the Federation Supreme Council's intelligence estimates.

He raised his head and swiftly swept his gaze across the wasteland. His senses expanded fully in that instant, Order Laws transforming into countless invisible threads that spread outward in every direction from him.

Each thread was a channel of perception.

The direction of the air currents, the faint