Two hours later, nine people had been eliminated from the 10th training ground, leaving only thirty-three people.

The middle-aged fatty couldn’t help but sigh about the speed of people being eliminated, but Xiaoke never frowned once.

As time passed, Lin Xun had consumed most of his strength. He was uncontrollably gasping for breath and his forehead was beaded with sweat. 

However, his gaze was still as focused and determined, and his blade still maintained its usual precision and quick speed.  

Around his feet were golden flame spider corpses piled high up like mountains. It was a ghastly sight. 

It wasn’t only Lin Xun, it was the same with the other students.

At this stage in the battle, everyone was fully focused and doing their best to survive. The battle was almost over, so no one wanted to be eliminated at this stage. 

In contrast, a few people seemed relatively relaxed, such as Ning Meng, Shi Yu and others. Even though Qi Can had to look after Xin Wenbin, he was able to advance and step back freely and showed his powerful fighting ability.

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