Like the Solo Competition, the Team Competition began with elimination rounds. The winners advanced, while the losers were eliminated. Each eliminated team also had one chance to challenge another team, preventing strong teams with bad luck from being knocked out early.
As the countdown ended, both teams vanished from the living room and were teleported into the arena.
Ding! You have entered Arena 68542. The match has a time limit of 20 minutes. Wiping out the opposing team counts as a victory. If neither team is wiped out within 20 minutes, the team with more players remaining wins. If both teams have the same number of players remaining, the winner is determined by the remaining players' health percentages. If both the player count and health percentages are equal, the match is declared a draw, and both teams must fight again. After three consecutive draws, both teams are eliminated. Now, let the battle begin...
The familiar system notification rang in Wu Shaozhen's ears, but he couldn't be bothered to listen. He glanced at the opposing lineup: a Shieldguard, a Warrior, a Mage, an Archer, and a Priest. It was a well-balanced team, with everyone around level 35. Their strength was decent. Wu Shaozhen said, "I'll leave them to you. I won't get involved."
"Haha, you don't need to lift a finger, boss. They're a bunch of weaklings. Just leave them to me," Young Master Huang said with a laugh. Then he charged ahead, apparently intending to take on the entire team alone.
"Fuck, aren't you looking down on us a little too much?" The opponents were instantly offended. Upon seeing the great Dustseal's team, they had originally considered surrendering. But now Dustseal wasn't going to fight, and some brat who had come out of nowhere was claiming he could