Chapter 1388 Wise Move

Among the last fifty, there were only 18 left to fight, and General Yan directly pulled the guys at the bottom of the top fifty to fight them.

The battle can be said to be quite intense, but it can also be said to be quite boring.

Although these warriors are all warriors in the first level of the Immortal Martial Realm, their combat experience is obviously incomparable to those in front of them.

And Ye Ziheng just glanced at the few people who were fighting on the 18 battlefields casually, then sighed, and found a place to sleep soundly. It wasn't until ten minutes later, when the winner was finally decided, that they were summoned again.

However, the guys who won the previous battle and entered the top fifty all showed a look of exhaustion.

"The top fifty competition is over, now it's the top twenty-five competition, we..."

"General Yan~"

Yan Qishan's words were interrupted again, and displeasure instantly appeared on his face.

"I've taught you so many times, can't you still not learn it! Don't interrupt me when I'm talking!"

Yan Qishan roared angrily at the warrior, so scared that the warrior almost sat down on his ass. But he still swallowed, and said with a hint of fear.

"Well, everyone is already very tired, can you give us some rest time?"

The warrior still summoned up his courage to speak, but he didn't dare to look at Yan Qishan.

"Rest? Do you want to rest?"

Yan Qishan asked, with a hint of threat in his eyes.

The warrior's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and a burst of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Everyone needs to rest."

"Do you need a break?"

Yan Qishan looked at those warriors and asked loudly, the voice almost deafened the warriors in front of him.

"unnecessary!"

Almost all the warriors asked in unison, because they knew very well that even if they said they needed it, Yan Qishan might not give them time to rest.

Seeing this, the martial artist was immediately speechless and had to shut up.

"Do you still want to rest?"

The warrior shook his head.

"Okay, let's start the next round immediately, one-on-one draw, if you think you can't do it, just abstain!"

Then, all the 18 people who fought before stood up.

"Are you going to abstain?"

Yan Qishan asked, his tone was not as harsh as before, but calm.

Several people nodded.

Their strength is not considered strong among the crowd. A close battle is enough to exhaust their physical strength. Now there is no rest time, and they cannot recover their physical strength. It is impossible for them to defeat their opponents, so they have to choose to abstain.

After Yan Qishan saw this, he nodded, and there was no anger on his face, and he didn't seem to be unhappy because they flinched.

"Did you think I would be offended by your cold feet?"

Yan Qishan asked, but those warriors who abstained did not dare to speak, they just lowered their heads deeply.

"No, I'm not actually angry because you backed down."

When the warriors heard this, they couldn't help being stunned, and looked at Yan Qishan with doubts on their faces.

"It's not terrible to retreat in battle, because you know that you know your own situation, and it is impossible to defeat your enemy. So in my opinion, it is wise for you to retreat."

(to be continued)