Multiverse Skill System

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"How dare they look down on the Overlord Gang, Brother Han, what do you suggest we do?"

Looking at Ba Tianhun and the gazes directed at him from all around, Yi Shuihan was speechless with emotion.

Chapter 1247, Team Battle in the Virtual Battlefield

"How did you come up with this thought process? Shouldn't you, the leader of the Overlord Gang, be the one to show your power now? Why bring up this fictitious deputy leader? Come to think of it, I never admitted to joining this so-called Overlord Gang!"

This inner monologue was invisible to others. In their eyes, Yi Shuihan was expressionless, with a somewhat ruthless (dazed) gaze, seemingly genuinely angry.

"I never expected him to be the vice leader of the Batian Gang."

Wordsworth was somewhat surprised, because Yi Shuihan had never shown any closeness to Ba Tianhun. He even felt that Yi Shuihan was deliberately keeping her distance from Ba Tianhun.

With so many people watching, especially Ba Tianhun's expectant gaze, Yi Shuihan really couldn't say directly that he wasn't a member of the Ba Tian Gang.

"To be honest, I reckon Batianhun will talk about this to me for days and nights after this is over. But for now, I'll just go along with him. Besides, this Constantine has really gone too far."

A moment later, Yi Shuihan made a decision. He was willing to take the lead in this matter. He was not afraid of Contandin's so-called brother who was about to advance to the Emperor level. If he wanted, he could easily crush the opponent by slightly revealing his Chaos Body.

"Since we're going to be competing against each other, why don't we have a team battle in the virtual battlefield? It's too boring to just compare the number of people who have cleared the Tower of Babel."

Yi Shuihan's words made Ba Tianhun's eyes light up, and Wordsworth's heart also stirred slightly. Indeed, compared to Constantine's suggestion, their side had a greater chance of winning in this virtual battlefield team battle.

"If it's a contest of who can get through the fourth level, we only have three people on our side. We can win as long as they have four. But if it's a real battle, the fact that Ba Tianhun could hold out for so long on the fifth level is much more significant than simply clearing the fourth level of the Tower of Babel. It might even be the deciding factor."

It wasn't just Wordsworth who thought this way; Yi Shuihan's classmates also became somewhat eager to try. They were all young people (relative to their level), having just entered the Multiverse United High School, thinking about making a name for themselves. Their rough edges hadn't been smoothed out yet, and they felt somewhat frustrated by Constantine's aggressive approach. They couldn't get involved before, but now that they had the opportunity, they naturally didn't want to let it go.

"Do you dare to compete with us?"

Ba Tianhun shouted towards the group of people behind Constantine.

“Let’s have a competition, but we have conditions. We will each contribute 1 boundary point as a prize, and the senior’s bet will remain unchanged. The losing side will have to pay out 50 boundary points.”

"Wait a minute."

Constantine then called the freshmen who were shouting over there to the side.

"Are you really sure you can win? If you lose, it won't be a small amount."

"Don't worry, half of us are able to break through to the fourth level of the Tower of Babel. If I use all my trump cards, I can even withstand the strength of the fifth level of the Tower of Babel. My chances of winning are over 90%."

"9%..."

"How about this! If you really lose, I'll pay you the 50 points. If you win, it's yours; if you lose, it's on us. How about that?"

"Then why are you so embarrassed!"

As Contantin walked away, a hint of mockery flashed in the eyes of the freshman who had spoken to him earlier.

"Wahs, I have no problem with this. Virtual battlefield it is."

Constantine said with great confidence.

"Should we wait until you've conquered the Tower of Babel before we talk about it?"

Wordsworth was clearly not well-intentioned; he wanted to take advantage of this time to give his team some extra training, explaining how to fight on the virtual battlefield to increase their chances of winning.

"No need. We can start with the virtual battlefield and then tackle the Tower of Babel when we get back. It's the same thing."

Constantine wasn't stupid; he knew there was no time to lose.

The two groups left Tongtian Pavilion and found a relatively quiet environment, then entered the virtual battlefield.

......

"Brother Han! Where are you? I can't find you."

After Yi Shuihan entered the virtual battlefield, he heard Ba Tianhun's loud voice coming from his private channel. Because Yi Shuihan had been to the virtual battlefield before, he logged back in at the place where he had logged off last time, while the new students were at their initial positions.

As for why Ba Tianhun could still keep his name private even though Yi Shuihan had changed it, it's entirely because there's a way to find people directly by their ID numbers in the virtual battlefield. Ba Tianhun happened to know Yi Shuihan's ID number because their ID cards were issued together, and their ID numbers were linked.

"You wait here, I'll be right there."

"How long is 'soon'? You..."

Before Ba Tianhun could finish speaking, he saw Yi Shuihan's familiar face appear in front of him.

"It'll be right away!"

Shrugging, Yi Shuihan still felt quite pleased with Ba Tianhun's reaction. This teleportation function was one of his privileges in the virtual battlefield after becoming a King-level player, allowing him to teleport at any time in most parts of the virtual battlefield.

In comparison, Wordsworth, a top-tier player in the Gold rank, had a tougher time; more than 10 minutes had passed by the time he arrived.

Perhaps because they were all freshmen, they didn't find Yi Shuihan's teleportation ability particularly strange. They never imagined that Yi Shuihan, a fellow freshman, was already at the King rank.

"Everyone's here. Alright, do as I say. First, create a temporary team, then open a room and set a challenge password."

The stage for the team battle was quickly set up, and a total of 61 people from both teams entered the battlefield. Wordsworth and Constantine were in the audience. The virtual battlefield allows spectators, and of course, the participants can turn off this function if they don't want to.

The battlefield was chosen to be a vast plain with a wide field of vision, which was fairly fair to both sides.

"Wait a minute. At the beginning, Han Di and I will stand in front, and you guys will act according to the situation from behind. Don't worry, with me here, we're guaranteed to win."

Ba Tianhun took it upon himself to act as the captain, and the other freshmen had no objections. After all, he had passed the fourth level of the Tower of Babel, so his strength was undeniable. Moreover, he had Yi Shuihan, who had also passed the fourth level of the Tower of Babel, as a helper.

Lu was the only one left in the class who could be spoken to, but he had no intention of taking a seat. He stood there quietly without saying a word.

Chapter 1248, Team Battle in the Virtual Battlefield (Part 2)

In fact, if Yi Shuihan wanted to, this battle could be avoided entirely. He could simply reveal his information, and his battle record would probably scare the enemy to death.

Unlike individual battles, team leaders can conceal their information. Furthermore, once Yi Shuihan reaches the King rank, he can also hide his information, which cannot be seen by those of different ranks or higher.

The reason Yi Shuihan didn't reveal his true information was simply because he felt he needed to actually fight back to feel satisfied. If he really wanted to expose his information, he shouldn't have proposed this team battle.

"We're definitely going to win, but not because of you, but because of me! There are some really good players on the other side."

Yi Shuihan didn't interrupt Ba Tianhun's daydreaming, deciding to let Ba Tianhun suffer a little loss first.

Yi Shuihan, who was even stronger than Wordsworth and Constantine, had already noticed something was off about the students on the other side, especially the one who had last spoken with Constantine. Yi Shuihan felt that this young man's hidden strength might be even greater than Ba ​​Tianhun's. In addition, there were more than ten guys who were obviously a step above their side. If Yi Shuihan didn't reveal something, he might really lose.

Perhaps because they were certain of victory, the freshmen on the other side didn't use any tricks and just charged over openly.

With 10 seconds left on the countdown, terrifying auras surged from the opposing camp, leaving Yi Shuihan's side completely stunned.

"How is this possible? How can they have so many experts? Their aura is comparable to that of opponents on the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel."

Many freshmen who made it through the third floor collapsed on the fourth floor exclaimed in surprise.

"This is troublesome. Be careful later. I'll try my best to hold them off."

Ba Tianhun lost his previous confidence and his expression became somewhat serious. He was not confident against so many opponents of the same level. He could fight against just a few, but there were more than ten.

"Brother Han, how many can you handle?"

"If you change that way of addressing me and call me by my name, I will tell you."

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about these things? Change how you address me, what do you want to change to? I think 'Brother Han' is fine!"

"From now on, just call me by my name, Yi Shuihan."

"No, I'll just call you Brother Yi at most."

"make a deal."

Yi Shuihan readily agreed to Ba Tianhun's request, leaving Ba Tianhun somewhat taken aback. Then, Yi Shuihan continued...

"How many can I handle? You should ask them how long they can last. I can take down these guys in one move."

"Are you kidding me? These kinds of shoddy goods? Are you sick?"

Ba Tianhun stared at Yi Shuihan in astonishment, not believing a word Yi Shuihan said.

"That should be enough to handle five, right?"

“That’s right. You take on five, I’ll take on eight, and the rest will be left to Lu. That’s settled. You have to hold on! Hold on until I come to rescue you.”

The countdown ended successfully, and the opponent finally rushed close. Ba Tianhun didn't have time to say anything more and charged straight at the opponent.

He clashed with a freshman on the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel, sending him flying with a single punch, his momentum unstoppable.

"This is a tough one, bring a few more to take him down."

Seeing Ba Tianhun's imposing presence, the opposing side indeed dispatched many people to surround him, initially five in total.

"You think you can deal with me with just this many people? You'd need at least eight."

Ba Tianhun laughed and launched an attack, breaking the arm of a freshman with a single punch. If the attacks of the other four hadn't already arrived, he estimated that he could have achieved even greater results.

It has to be said that Batianhun is really strong, much stronger than the average person who passes through the 4th floor of the Tower of Babel. Even if 5 people fight against 1, they can still win in the end, and they are gradually suppressed by Batianhun.

At this moment, another 5 people rushed over to attack Batianhun. With 10 against 1, Batianhun finally fell into a disadvantageous position. The opponent did not play according to the usual rules and had 2 more people than Batianhun said he had.

It sounds like a long story, but in reality, these events only last for a dozen seconds.

On Yi Shuihan's side, Lu of the Shadow Clan transformed into a shadow and moved swiftly across the ground. In an instant, he appeared behind a freshman, emerged from the shadows, and with a dagger that seemed to appear out of nowhere, stabbed him hard in the back.

"Pretty!"

"Impressive, as expected of the Shadow Clan, they took one down right away."

"Don't be afraid of them. Anyway, this is a virtual space. Even if we can't beat them, we'll take one down with us."

Ba Tianhun and Lu's performance inspired the students, and they all showed a passionate expression.

Yi Shuihan shook his head slightly upon seeing this. He could see that it was already very difficult for Ba Tianhun to hold off 10 people, and he could be defeated at any time. Lu was able to kill one of the opponents so quickly entirely because of the surprise attack. Now that the opponents are on guard, it will not be so easy for them to succeed again.

"Yi Shuihan, aren't you very strong? Why aren't you making a move here? We don't need your protection. Go help Ba Tianhun!"

One of the students said to Yi Shuihan with anticipation in his eyes. Ba Tianhun and Lu had both performed well, so they also had high hopes for Yi Shuihan, the only one left on the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel.

"In that case, just watch and see!"

Yi Shuihan didn't say much. If this were the real world, he might have left some means to protect these companions. But it was just a virtual battlefield. Anyway, what's the big deal if they die? Experiencing death might make them more aware.

Yi Shuihan neither flew nor ran; he simply walked step by step as if taking a stroll. However, each step he took covered a vast area, as if he were teleporting.

"Brothers, take him down."

Upon seeing Yi Shuihan arrive, someone shouted, and immediately three freshmen charged towards him. These three freshmen all possessed the strength of the fourth level of the Tower of Babel.

Facing three seemingly powerful enemies, Yi Shuihan remained calm and composed, as if there was nothing in front of him.

"careful!"

"Get out of the way."

Yi Shuihan's classmates behind him were terrified and couldn't help but shout a warning.

With a punch, a flick of the finger, and a slap, the three freshmen who came in front of Yi Shuihan were knocked down. The one who was punched was knocked down, the one who was flicked was sent flying several kilometers, and the one who was slapped was embedded in the ground with his whole body. He was still breathing, but he was not far from death.

The students at the rear were all dumbfounded. Those who had been loudly reminding him were now speechless, completely stunned by what they had seen.

"This is amazing! It's on a completely different level!"

Although this virtual battle has only just begun, it is already over in the hearts of many. Now, let's see how Yi Shuihan will unleash his power.

Chapter 1249, Enhanced Version of Gate of Babylon

"Don't panic, all of you. Deal with the others, I'll handle him."

Seeing his own morale plummeting and his will to fight about to be lost, the young man who was talking to Constantine shouted loudly, and his body suddenly shone with golden light, unleashing the strongest aura on the entire battlefield, which seemed to be even stronger than that of Ba Tianhun.

"Finally couldn't sit still anymore?"

Yi Shuihan looked over, without the slightest surprise in his eyes; he had already anticipated this.

"There are still such powerful beings who haven't made a move?"

The Batian Soul, who was engaged in battle, was extremely shocked. In fact, he didn't take Yi Shuihan's outburst too seriously. After all, he already knew some of Yi Shuihan's strength when he came to the Myriad Realms United Academy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have insisted on making Yi Shuihan the vice leader of the Batian Gang.

In fact, if it were Ba Tianhun, he felt that he could also do what Yi Shuihan had just done. After all, it was 1 against 3 instead of 1 against 10. With more opponents, one's attention would be diverted, one could not use one's full strength, and one would have to be on guard against attacks from other directions at any time.

"It seems our freshmen are a bit more outstanding!"

On the stands, Wordsworth smiled and said that he was really shocked when he saw that so many of the new students that Constantine brought had the strength of the fourth level of the Tower of Babel. Fortunately, Yi Shuihan's performance later made him regain his confidence.

"It's still uncertain who will emerge victorious. They were just a little careless. Next, Carmen will make her move, and you won't be able to keep up for long."

Constantine's face was somewhat gloomy, as if someone owed him a certain boundary.

......

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Carmen. Remember who defeated you."

Three orbs of light, resembling burning flames, floated around Carmen, while behind her was a vast area of ​​golden light, from which appeared countless weapons—ancient, modern, technological, fantastical, and even those from the Xianxia genre, encompassing everything, many of which Yi Shuihan had never seen before.

"Gate of the King? An enhanced version, wow!"