Chapter 4768: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

"Who is he? I saw you just now, and you seemed to be chatting happily with him." Yuan Long glanced at Su Han.

Yuan Jie was about to speak, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he winked at Su Han, indicating that he should introduce himself.

"Blizzard, meet Brother Yuan." Su Han said.

Yuan Long stared at Su Han for a moment, frowned and said, "First-level Quasi-Saint?"

"Yes."

Yuan Long shook his head, retracted his gaze, and ignored Su Han.

Yuan Jie looked at Su Han with a helpless look.

"Brother, you should have made a lot of gains this time, right?" Yuan Jie asked.

"Well, the gains are not bad, but some people died." Yuan Long pointed behind him.

There were a total of 73 people wearing the Haiyue team badge.

The Haiyue team badge was bronze, which proved that their team level was only bronze.

Bronze-level teams are only allowed to accommodate 100 people.

In other words, the Haiyue team lost 27 people on this trip.

"You go with them first. I'll come back to you after I've picked the people." Yuan Long said to Yuan Jie.

"Okay."

Yuan Jie nodded and followed the sturdy man and others to the tent.

Before leaving, he sent a message to Su Han: "Brother, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't want to help you, but I really can't help you! But I still say that, go back first, your cultivation is too low."

Su Han did not respond.

The remaining members of the Haiyue team, including Yuan Long, directly bypassed Su Han and asked others.

Obviously, they didn't look down on Su Han's quasi-saint cultivation.

...

As time went by, more and more teams returned.

But basically, they were all bronze and silver teams. None of the gold teams appeared, not to mention the diamond team above and the strongest glory team.

Most teams had more or less losses, but some returned safely.

In this case, there is no need to continue to select new people. After a few days of rest and replenishment, they will join the battlefield again.

And Su Han, as expected, fulfilled the words of Yuan Jie and the old man who issued the team uniforms.

There were teams that came to ask, and there were quite a few of them, but when they heard that he was a first-level quasi-saint, they immediately changed their faces.

The minor ones ignored him.

The serious ones ridiculed and laughed at him, and looked down on him.

Some even spit at Su Han's feet, treating him as a jinx.

Su Han was not angry about this, he actually understood these people.

Take the bronze-level team for example, which can accommodate a maximum of 100 people.

With Su Han's cultivation, would they be a burden?

If not handled properly, the whole team would be ruined because of him!

About an hour later -

30,000 people, only about 10,000 people were left.

There were also people like Su Han who were not favored.

But they did not have such a good mood as Su Han. Under so much ridicule and ridicule, their faces were extremely ugly, and they were even angry.

In fact, Su Han was also helpless.

He couldn't show his fighting power in front of so many people, right?

Not to mention that he was comparable to a mortal saint, even if he only showed fighting power comparable to a virtual saint, it would cause a huge disturbance!

In a chaotic place like the Demon Battlefield, there are people from all major forces, and the staff here are almost all from the Star Alliance.

If Su Han made a noise here, even if he had the Supreme Mask and would not reveal his identity, he would definitely be strictly checked.

No matter how carefully he hid, there would eventually be clues.

If someone with ulterior motives remembered it, it would be a big trouble.

Su Han had seen too many things like taking over bodies.

From the perspective of the Avenue of Destiny...

Su Han was waiting, waiting for a team with a destiny.

What he didn't expect was that this team soon appeared.

"Look, it's the Qingye team!"

"Sure enough, it's one of the top ten bronze teams!"

"Tsk tsk, we are so lucky, we just happened to meet the Qingye team returning."

"Actually, it's not considered a return. They didn't come from the direction of the demon battlefield, but stayed in the rest area all the time."

"Then they should have returned early."

"It is said that the combat power of the Qingye team has reached more than 800,000. It won't be long before they can be promoted to the silver team!"

"Alas, if it weren't for the occasional death of team members, which caused the combat power to drop occasionally, I'm afraid they would have been promoted to the silver team long ago."

"What are they going to do? Do they also want to come here to choose people?"

"Choose me, you must choose me!"

"..."

Suddenly, many excited and expectant voices came to my ears.

Su Han turned his head and saw more than 90 figures, led by a scarred man, slowly walking from the tent on the left.

"Qingye team?" Su Han took a few glances and lost interest.

But what he didn't know was that this guy he had never met was his enemy!

The scarred man also didn't expect to meet Su Han here.

He just came out to see if there was a suitable newcomer.

However, when his eyes fell on the handsome man in white, a raging rage burst out of his eyes!

"It takes no effort to find it after searching everywhere!"

The scarred man stared at Su Han, murderous intent surging all over his body: "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come to me! I was just worrying about when to go out to find you, but you came to me by yourself!"

"Boom!!!"

The aura of the triple-level virtual saint suddenly burst out from him.

He said almost nothing, stomped his feet on the ground, and in an instant came to Su Han's head, punching Su Han's head!

This scene shocked everyone!

They didn't understand how this newcomer who had just arrived at the demon battlefield could offend the captain of the Qingye team?

As the protagonist of this matter, Su Han's face sank!

He also wondered why the latter would attack him.

Was he testing himself?

At this moment, many thoughts arose in Su Han's mind.

But in the end, he did not show any power of cultivation, but just raised his head and quietly looked at the fist rushing towards him.

Su Han was not afraid of a mere triple-level virtual saint.

The body fused by his nine original bodies was not something that this guy could kill.

"Shua!"

However, just when everyone narrowed their eyes and thought that blood was about to splash -

A flash of sword light suddenly came from a distance and pierced the scarred man's arm straightly.

The terrifying sharp aura first spread from the sword light, and before it came, it chopped the scarred man's clothes.

The scarred man had only two choices at this moment.

Continue to kill Su Han and let the sword light cut.

Or, give up and retreat twice!

Scar knew very well who the owner of the sword light was, so he withdrew his palm.

"Shua!"

His figure flashed, and with gloom and anger, he returned to the place where the Qingye team was.