My ability pool is superior to others

Hearing Lu Bai's words, the third supreme master of the Golden Scale Holy Land twitched his mouth.

The main thing is that this command looks weird no matter how you look at it, and it seems like it's just making fun of them.

It means that Lu Bai is strong enough, otherwise these senior masters present would not be so quiet.

"You can allocate the areas yourselves and make sure nothing is missed."

Lu Bai asked very reasonably: "Do you have any other concerns?"

"No, not at all. I will follow the order of the Heavenly Lord." The Third Supreme was afraid that Lu Bai might be dissatisfied with him, so he quickly leaned over and added, "Then we will set off first."

"Go."

After shouting their loyalty, the seniors and masters of the patrol team turned into lights and disappeared into the night.

The huge square in front of the palace suddenly became quiet, allowing Lu Bai to think about the problem without interruption.

Of course, he was mainly thinking about how to improve the system.

As for the remaining death fighters?
He estimated that under the current situation.

Any Death Fighter with a normal mind would not think of becoming his enemy.

He arranged these patrol teams to go to various places in Xuanzhou, which could also help those death fighters save travel time.

As for those who deliberately hid and did not come to the death fight, they either had ill intentions or were fools who could not see the situation clearly. It was not unfair for them to be eliminated by him.

The next day.

Starting from noon, members of the patrol team began to return to Qingwang Sect with the death fighters.

Lu Bai was thinking about something and was not in a hurry to meet these fighters who came to find him. He directly ordered Yuxuzi to arrange these people in the back mountain of Qingwang Sect.

As time went on, more and more patrol team members brought people back to Qingwang Sect, and some patrol team members even brought back more than a hundred people at once.

This was actually because Lu Bai's orders were rather vague, resulting in many of the people brought back being natives who admired Lu Tianzun, not all of them were death fighters.

However, even so, in the early evening, the number of death fighters gathered in the back mountain had exceeded a hundred.

Nearly 70% of the death fighters were not marked with mana by him. To be honest, this number was a bit beyond Lu Bai's expectations.

All I can say is that the death fighters who are still alive today are indeed more aware of the current situation.

After patiently waiting until dark and confirming that all the patrol team members had returned, Lu Bai made a sword gesture with his right hand and placed it horizontally in front of his chest.

Nearly twenty more mana marks he had laid down in advance were activated, and there was no need to keep those death fighters who were trying to hide.

【Ding! 】

[Points +36, current points: 86, current ranking 1/130]

Hearing the mechanized system sound, he just glanced around, simply confirmed the number of remaining fighters in the current death arena, and then stopped paying attention.

If you count them, there are probably more than a dozen death fighters hiding in various places in Xuanzhou, but it is not clear where exactly they are hiding.

Fortunately, this is not a big deal for him.

Lu Bai stretched lazily, and after doing all this, he floated up from the Asking Stone.

He walked in the air, as if strolling in a garden, towards the back mountain, but his speed was so fast that he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant.

But in the time it took to drink a sip of water, Lu Bai arrived above the back mountain of Qingwang Sect.

He looked down at the densely packed crowd below and casually marked the death fighters among them with mana.

Then he mobilized his own magic power, and took out thousands of natives in one breath, and moved them to the square in front of the temple.

The back mountain, which was originally crowded with people, suddenly became empty. It is worth mentioning that the remaining hundreds of death fighters did not cause any obvious commotion when they suddenly encountered such an incident.

After all, they knew why they came here, and this change could only mean one thing—

They all looked up at the same time. In the deep night, the four large emerald green words "Innocent Smile" were particularly eye-catching.

Lu Bai was too lazy to show off his power in this way, so he took the initiative to fall to the ground.

With a friendly attitude, he greeted the death fighters present: "I guess you all know me, right?"

"Of course."

"The saint who is compassionate to the world, the only one like him in the world, Lu Tianzun!"

"This kind of demeanor, it really is true that hearing about it is not as good as meeting it in person, and meeting it in person is even better than hearing about it."

The death fighters present all expressed their opinions, all keeping a low profile.

In fact, when they arrived at Qingwang Sect and found that so many death fighters had the same idea as them, they felt a little uneasy.

After all, in a death match, the target task will only be announced in the third round of the ability pool, which means that only fifty people can survive at most.

Even if the death fighters form a team, I have never heard of a team that gathers hundreds of death fighters.

But now that things have come to this, there is no use regretting.

Since he had no confidence in escaping from the presence of the Mahayana human immortal, he could only try his best to become Lu Bai's most loyal lackey.

For a while, all kinds of flattery and cheers came one after another.

Li Mu, who was fishing nearby, was stunned and wanted to say that you guys really have lost all your dignity in order to survive.

But when I think about my own situation, I don't seem to have the right to say such things.

"I can see that everyone is extremely loyal."

Lu Bai smiled and raised his hand to press down: "It's just that everyone knows that the fight between the death fighters has always been like this. It seems that your number is a bit too large."

……

Hundreds of death fighters were divided into two rows, staring at each other nervously, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn.

They each held a lot in their hands, with numbers written on them from one to fifty.

Lu Bai casually put the lottery box aside, and scanned each of the death fighters on both sides, saying, "The two who drew the number one lot can now step out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fighter on each side stepped out from the crowd and looked at each other with serious expressions.

After all, only fifty people can survive a death fight. The number of people here obviously exceeds the limit, and they must reduce it.

But if Lu Bai were to do it at will, purely relying on luck, the generally arrogant death fighters would find it difficult to accept such a helpless death.

It would be easier for those who were fighting to accept it if they just drew lots.

Of course, there is only relative fairness, not absolute fairness.

For a death fighter who has reached the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, there is still no suspense when facing an opponent who has never practiced.

Lu Bai looked at the two people standing in the pre-drawn square area of ​​100 meters in length and width, and said with interest: "Anyway, you all know the rules, so let's get started."

Li Mu held a loud speaker and shouted: "The first Unlimited Fighting Contest for Death Fighters begins now!"

As soon as the words fell, the two death fighters in the confrontation immediately rushed towards each other. (End of this chapter)