Standing on high ground, taking in the view of all directions, searching for places that the contestants might explore.

At this moment.

On the mental level, the seed flickered with light, and Han Miao’s voice sounded.

"Qin Jin."

"In the area near you, Su Xiangwan has encountered an ambush."

As the voice fell, simultaneously, on the mental level, the position information corresponding to another seed was transmitted.

It was Han Miao who confirmed everyone’s positions using the seed with her own methods.

Compared to the communicator obtained from the civilization relics, this method is undoubtedly still ahead.

With the direction confirmed in his heart, Qin Jin jumped down from high ground, and at the moment of landing, his speed exploded, rushing forward.

On the mental level, the location of the other seed was glowing brightly.

In the past few days, the coordination between Qin Jin and Han Miao had become increasingly adept.

Running all the way.

While on the road.

Han Miao’s voice sounded on the mental level.

"Qin Jin."

"Su Xiangwan asks you not to rescue her."

"Why?"

"The opponent she encountered didn’t directly eliminate her, it seems they are actually coming for you, trying to lure you over."

"According to Su Xiangwan’s meaning, she plans to choose to leave directly, not giving them a chance, while you can earn more points during the exploration time, there’s no need to risk yourself for her."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jin raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Tell her to wait."

"Okay."

Han Miao’s calm response sounded.

"I’ve already contacted the others."

"They want to lure you, but we at Martial Abyss also do not lack people; if necessary, we can have a head-to-head battle."

As he moved forward, Qin Jin’s eyes lowered slightly.

"It seems that during this period of hunting activity, I’ve also gained fame among some contestants."

"But..."

"If you want to deliberately lure me, then you’ll have to see if your strength is sufficient."

The thought passed.

Qin Jin’s speed increased once more.

...

Exploration area.

This place seemed to have once been a plaza, quite open, with a collapsed and shattered stone statue in the central area, and at the edge of the plaza, there’s a building resembling a clock tower, not yet collapsed, a piece in the middle has been hollowed out, precariously tilting.

Su Xiangwan stood at one side.

She was breathing heavily, with obvious battle marks on her body, her palm resting on the watch, and upon hearing the sound transmitted from the Spirit Seed, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, then relaxed, putting down the watch.

As one of the dark horses in this academy selection, she had a rather magnanimous personality and her own opinions.

Thus, after judging the opponent’s target, she spoke her proposal to Han Miao.

However, this is a team competition, as a team member, facing the decision made by stronger students, she also chose to trust.

Not far ahead of her.

At a glance, seven figures stood tall.

After searching for communication equipment, and coupled with many starting to actively hunt contestants, some teams, upon first entering the exploration area, chose to gather, moving together instead.

Although this would slow down search efficiency, just as one can only output if alive, being eliminated is destined to earn nothing, not being eliminated at least means not returning empty-handed.

At this moment.

Among the seven figures opposite, there were both men and women, seeing Su Xiangwan put down the watch, someone brightened their eyes slightly.

"You understand now?"

"There was no need for direct self-elimination."

The voice came from a woman, who quickly said: "The team competition has progressed to now, it should be time for friction between teams, it’s not easy to meet a student from Martial Abyss, we should exchange pointers."

"Normally, there’s no opportunity to face off against Martial Abyss students."

Su Xiangwan’s eyes were vigilant.

She looked at the other side, speaking in a deep voice: "Which academy are you from?"

Hearing this, the woman’s voice was calm: "Divine Strategy Academy."

While the two sides confronted each other.

From afar, the unmasked sound of footsteps echoed.

The footsteps were somewhat dense, a collective gaze shifted, showing a figure striding forward.

Behind him, numerous pollution bodies followed.

The figure, upon seeing Su Xiangwan from afar, brightened his eyes, at this instant, he stopped, turned around, jumped, with Primordial Power attached to his body, he fell into the pollution bodies.

With tactics, he cleared all the pollution bodies following him, quickly approached, the collapsed statue blocking ahead, he leapt up, stepped on the statue’s side, then jumped again, flipping in the air before landing on the ground.

Taking a few steps forward, scanning the crowd opposite, he spoke: "Classmate Xiangwan, are you alright?"

This figure was Xie Wuya.

Having received Han Miao’s message, he was the first to arrive given his proximity.

"I’m fine."

Su Xiangwan opened her mouth to speak, but seeing his concern, she ultimately simply answered the question.

"That’s good to hear."

Xie Wuya turned, gazing at the seven people from Divine Strategy Academy.

"Two against seven."

"It’s challenging, but we can certainly have a thrilling fight."

At this moment.

Opposite.

Within Divine Strategy Academy, the woman who previously exchanged words with Su Xiangwan first looked at Xie Wuya, then towards her teammates: "Have any of you interacted with this person?"

"No."

The response sounded.

"Then let’s wait some more."

This voice did not conceal, and Xie Wuya clearly heard it, drawing a sharp breath, looking opposite: "No."

"What do you mean by ’wait some more’?"

As his voice fell.

Within the center of Divine Strategy Academy’s ranks, a tall man, with calm eyes, looked at Xie Wuya and the others: "In your Martial Abyss, there’s someone named Qin Jin, what grade is he in?"

"When is he arriving? Has he gotten the message?"

With words falling.

Xie Wuya’s eyebrows raised slightly, eyes flashed with thought.

Before he could respond.

At this moment, from outside the plaza, a calm voice rang out, transmitted from afar.

"No need to ask."

As the voice landed, the collective gaze of Divine Strategy students condensed, suddenly turning to the source of the voice.

Focus shifted.

At the plaza’s edge on the clock tower, stood a figure, not knowing when he arrived, stationed atop the tower.

He held a knife in one hand, slightly lowered head, overlooking everyone.

His arrival...

No one noticed!