After the first round of the melee, many careful spectators made a list of the number of people from various families who advanced to the next round, that is... the number of people who survived! It was then posted around the ancient martial arts field for everyone to check.
The list is as follows:
China, 29 people participated in the battle, 11 were killed, and 18 survived!
The United States had 28 combatants, 10 killed, and 18 survived!
India, 30 combatants, 13 killed, 17 survived!
Russia, 27 combatants, 8 killed, 19 survived!
Britain, 28 combatants, 10 killed, 18 survived!
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In short, the above is the survival list of the nine major countries and the small countries, that is, the qualifiers! The nine major countries have a total of 160 people, and no country has been eliminated! The small countries are different. Many have been eliminated, and many have advanced, such as Japan, Vietnam, North Korea, South Korea and other small countries that stand in the camp of the major countries!
Of course, the number of people from their various countries' families who have advanced has reached a sad number. Even if these countries are added together, the number of people who have advanced is still not as many as the number of people from a big country's family!
After the melee ended, Liu Xun and others left the ancient martial arts field, and the remaining eighteen people gathered together to discuss the upcoming life and death competition.
Yang Zitong ordered the Yang family's side branch to make tea, glanced at everyone, and said, "The battle list is random. If we are assigned to a battle zone and then meet again, the weak one will actively apply for defeat, because the life and death battle is not like a big free-for-all, it is to decide life and death!"
Everyone nodded when they heard this. Ye Tian glanced at Liu Xun and asked Yang Zitong: "What if you meet Liu Xun? Who of you will admit defeat?"
"It doesn't matter who admits defeat, after all, we are all family! But the chance of me and Brother Zitong meeting is too small!" Liu Xun smiled and said casually.
"That's right. Although they said it was random, the combat values of Liu Xun and Zitong are definitely among the best in the aristocratic families! The chance of being assigned to the same war zone is very small..." Ye Yuming was older among the participants and knew more.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, it would be best if we could meet each other. But if we can't, don't force it. The chance of two aristocratic families from the same country meeting each other is really too small. It's better to think more about how to kill the enemy!" Yang Zitong pointed out the key to the problem.
"It's very simple. Everyone joins the battle with the determination to die! None of the 294 people who survived the melee are simple! They are the best of the families in various countries. After the baptism of the melee, the bloodthirstiness in their bodies... I'm afraid it has been completely triggered." Liu Xun said casually.
After the words fell, everyone nodded in agreement. Everyone knew that someone would definitely die in the second round of the life and death contest! Instead of relying on luck, it is better to put everything aside and fight to the death. This way, there is still hope of survival!
After a brief discussion, everyone left one after another. After all, the words of outsiders can only play a guiding role, and they can't play a fundamental role at all! The most important thing is to rely on yourself. As long as you look at it in a positive way, you can exert your strongest strength.
Liu Xun was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Zitong, who said to him, "Do you know what family those two American families you met during the melee were from?"
"I don't know, what's wrong? But they should be very strong, enough to match you and me." Liu Xun was stunned for a moment and responded.
"Yes, they are very strong because they are from the Rothschild family! You must have heard of this family when you were in the United States, right?" After Yang Zitong finished speaking, Liu Xun frowned.
Of course, he had heard of the Rothschild family. Before the aristocratic family made a comeback, many people knew that this was a family that could influence the American economy! And this was just their side branch. If the side branch could do this, how strong would the influence of the direct branch be
But the reason why Liu Xun remembered this family was not its economic influence, but the fact that a US president was assassinated by this family! However, the US did not investigate this matter, so you can imagine how powerful this family is in the US military and political circles!
"Is that so? I was wondering why those two were so arrogant. Turns out they are from the Rothschild family." Liu Xun said softly, recalling the scene in the ancient martial arts field.
"And don't underestimate those two Indians. Indians are the most incredible race in the world. They can often break common sense, so if you fight with them, you must be careful." Yang Zitong continued.
"I understand. As for Ah San, if he were normal... he wouldn't have this nickname." Liu Xun said in a cold voice. Judging from the Indian girl's attitude towards him, it was obvious that she had murderous intentions towards him!
Although the woman is very beautiful, this does not change Liu Xun's intention to kill her. If one word is used to describe the woman, it can only be said that she is a beauty snake, beautiful... but full of dangers. She will take your life when you are intoxicated!
"Okay, I won't chat with you anymore. I'll go back and prepare my weapons." Liu Xun said, and was about to get up and leave. Yang Zitong heard this, smiled, and said, "There are a lot of weapons here. How about I take you to pick one?"
"No need, I have a better one." Liu Xun smiled mysteriously and left the room. As for weapons... naturally the Dragon Roar Sword is the most suitable. After all, it is a weapon known as the Chinese artifact.
When he returned to his room, Di Yi and others had already gathered there. Seeing Liu Xun coming back, Situ Ying asked, "Are you okay with your injury? Let Sister Yan'er take a look at it."
"Okay! Then I'll trouble you, Miss Mu." Liu Xun was not a pretentious person. It would be a lie to say that everything was fine. Phil's kick was very heavy, and now Liu Xun's chest still felt stuffy from time to time.
Mu Feiyan walked in front of Liu Xun and patted him casually. Liu Xun's injuries recovered immediately. With a faint smile, Liu Xun said, "It's good to have a miracle doctor at home. At least I don't have to go through the same long treatment as them."
"Stop talking nonsense. I've got something for you. Yaozu just sent it to me!" Diyi took out a long box the size of a keyboard from his arms. The box was made of yew wood, and judging from the pattern on it, it had been there for quite a few years.
"What is this?" Liu Xun took the long box and asked curiously.
"It's a military dagger that your great grandfather used. It has been kept in the Liu family's ancestral hall. Yaozu knew that the weapon would be used in the second round, so he asked someone to fetch it." Di Yi explained. (To be continued)