Although Ouyang Le was a scumbag, he certainly had brains.
After that, he barely encountered any monsters, choosing instead to give them a wide berth. After traveling from place to place, he formed a team with several contestants of roughly equal strength. Only then did they begin maneuvering around the monsters and fighting them.
"This competition puts weaklings like us at a tremendous disadvantage, but that doesn't mean we have no chance.
"First, precisely because we're weak, we'll band together sooner than the strong. Granted, we're nowhere near as efficient at killing monsters, but killing them earns us items, as well as gold coins to buy equipment. No matter how powerful one person becomes, they'll have a hard time contending with a team. By the time the strong think to join forces, we'll already have trust and coordination, allowing us to unleash greater strength.
"Besides, this competition is really a snowballing process. The later it gets, the faster we grow stronger. Equipment and items are what truly matter; our own strength will become secondary. Otherwise, I don't think any contestant here could stand against Aiona.
"My name is Feng Wu. May I join your team?"
Ouyang Le and the others had just killed a monster and were collecting the gold coins when a man's voice came from nearby. They all looked toward it as a man in a suit slowly approached.
"You're just an ordinary person. Why are you in the arena?" Ouyang Le asked, seeing through Feng Wu's strength at a glance.
Feng Wu said calmly, "All Myriad Live viewers received invitations, didn't they?"
"Sorry. We may be weaklings in this competition too, but you're far too weak. You'd seriously slow us down." Ouyang Le looked at the others, exchanging a wordless glance with them before refusing.
Feng Wu