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A day passed quickly.

Cheng Han met Gu Changbin, the Mysterious Overseer guarding the Jupiter Ring Base, for the first time.

This Mysterious Overseer powerhouse was unusually polite: "Divine Envoy Cheng, the three-race competition will officially begin in two hours.

"I am under the command of Divine General Lingbo to welcome the Divine Envoy to the arena and prepare for this Mystic Master competition."

This sentence deliberately emphasized "under the command of Divine General Lingbo".

Cheng Han nodded in acknowledgment: "Thank you, Overseer Gu."

In fact,

Cheng Han understood the mentality of these people better than anyone else.

Logically speaking,

His official position was that of a high-level Divine Envoy representing the Divine City, with a status completely equal to that of a Mysterious Overseer.

Based on the principle of equal status, the guarding Mysterious Overseer should have personally come forward when he arrived at the base earlier.

However, Gu Changbin did not show up.

The reason was not difficult to guess.

This was naturally because this guy valued his status and was unwilling to personally welcome a Mystic Master in the name of a Mysterious Overseer.

But today, Overseer Gu appeared.

Cheng Han knew at a glance that some kind of change must have occurred behind the scenes.

At this moment,

Gu Changbin made a gesture: "Divine Envoy, please follow me!"

After saying that,

He took the lead and walked forward.

Cheng Han followed him, a guess popping into his head: "Could it be related to the new type of insect-devouring mystic weapon? Did Overseer Gu receive pressure from the Divine General?"

This was the only answer.

Qian Qingqing and Wei Luo followed closely behind.

They benefited from Cheng Han's presence and obtained the qualification to observe this three-race competition.

Soon,

The group boarded a silver-patterned mystic ship.

More than a dozen mystic ships and a batch of hunting falcons acted as escort squadrons, guarding the mystic ship as it flew into the distance.

This was nothing special.

It was just the basic pomp of a Mysterious Overseer powerhouse.

Inside the cabin,

Gu Changbin put on a friendly attitude: "Divine Envoy Cheng, do you have any understanding of the situation of the Wrathhoof and Unicorn races?"

He paused for a moment, trying his best to show a warm smile: "If you don't understand it too well, perhaps I can explain it to you."

It could be seen that

This guy was trying his best to show goodwill.

However,

Qian Qingqing and Wei Luo, sitting next to him, faintly heard a condescending tone of "Mysterious Overseer guiding a Mystic Master".

The two women exchanged glances, both feeling that Gu Changbin was a little unclear about the situation.

Cheng Han smiled slightly, politely but firmly rejecting the other party's kindness: "Thank you for your concern, but there's no need."

Gu Changbin had already prepared to explain, but who knew he would receive such an answer, and was immediately choked.

Cheng Han paused and said seriously: "The Mystic Masters of the Wrathhoof and Unicorn races are no match for me."

His clone placed in the Nanli Star Cluster killed powerful insect races such as the Eye of Destruction and the Void Eel, which were at the Mysterious Overseer level, with no more difficulty than killing chickens.

If it weren't for Divine General Lingbo's sake, he really wouldn't want to go up against a bunch of Mystic Master-level alien races.

Gu Changbin was stunned for a moment, barely squeezing out a smile: "Divine Envoy Cheng is indeed confident."

But he muttered in his heart: "He's too arrogant!"

Gu Changbin was too lazy to speak any further, and turned his head to look at the starry sea outside the porthole.

Cheng Han also remained silent and began to simulate the war.

Silence enveloped the cabin.

*

Half an hour later.

Another Jupiter Ring Base appeared in front.

The scale of this base was obviously larger than the base where everyone was located.

Roughly judging,

The number of Exquisite Jupiters was at least three thousand, and each Jupiter seemed to be larger.

It could be seen from afar.

Patches of red dots circled around the Jupiter Ring.

This was obviously the hunting falcon squadron patrolling.

Gu Changbin's voice broke the silence in the cabin: "We're almost there."

Qian Qingqing glanced at it and asked softly: "Is this a Grade A Jupiter Ring? It's so big!"

The myriad Jupiter Rings established by the Wanhao race in this world were divided into three levels: Grade A, Grade B, and Grade C.

The Jupiter Ring where everyone was currently staying temporarily belonged to the Grade B Jupiter Ring sequence, and was also a rear base with a lower level of danger.

Gu Changbin seemed to have controlled his emotions and explained with a smile: "Miss Qingqing, in the Star Sea battlefield, each Grade A Jupiter Ring is the defensive core of an area, and their role is very important."

Qian Qingqing understood this sentence: "Could it be that multiple bases together form a super-large mystic array, and the Grade A Jupiter Ring is the center of the mystic array?"

Gu Changbin showed a look of appreciation: "That's right!"

He pointed forward: "This large-scale mystic array is called the 'Exquisite Sky-Supporting Mystic Array', and it is also an important reliance for the Wanhao race to gain a foothold in the Star Sea."

Soon,

As the silver-patterned mystic ship continued to fly, the distance was shortened a lot.

Cheng Han narrowed his eyes.

Because he saw something different.

Near an Exquisite Jupiter, there were two huge, dark objects floating.

One of them was nearly six hundred meters long, not much smaller than the diameter of the Exquisite Jupiter, and looked like a long-handled battle axe.

The other one was slightly shorter, with a streamlined spindle shape, but with a curved horn extending from the front.

Cheng Han immediately asked: "May I ask Overseer Gu, are those the mystic ships of the Wrathhoof and Unicorn races?"

The Wrathhoof race was accustomed to using long-handled battle axes as weapons, so the aircraft resembling a long-handled battle axe was undoubtedly the mystic ship of the Wrathhoof race.

As for the other aircraft with a unicorn, it was obviously the mystic ship of the Unicorn race.

Gu Changbin nodded and replied: "That's right!"

He added: "The Wrathhoof and Unicorn races call mystic ships 'Aerial Battleships', and the mystic arrays used by these battleships are different systems."

Cheng Han immediately understood.

The so-called "The Way of Mystic Arts is endless", and each civilization in this plane has explored a unique path.

He also knew that the saying "The Wrathhoof race is good at mental power" and "The Unicorn race is good at archery" were superficially racial characteristics, but in essence, they were characteristics of mystic arts.

When a race focuses on a path of mystic arts for "ten thousand years" or even "one hundred thousand years", it will inevitably be influenced by the mystic arts themselves.

Gu Changbin took the opportunity to change the subject: "A few years ago, I fought a Wrathhoof Mysterious Overseer powerhouse, and his war roar left a deep impression on me."

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

Of course, he could hear that Gu Changbin's purpose in saying this was, on the surface, to recall the past, but in reality, it was to imply that he was too arrogant.

The implication was:

I am a Mysterious Overseer powerhouse, and I have to be careful when facing the Wrathhoof race. You are only a Mystic Master, and you dare to regard the two alien races as nothing?

Qian Qingqing and Wei Luo exchanged glances again, both with subtle expressions.

Wei Luo's beautiful eyes flowed and took the initiative to retort: "Divine Envoy Cheng's mental power talent is very strong, even the Wrathhoof race can hardly reach it."

Gu Changbin's old face twitched a few times, and his face was not very good-looking: "Let's watch for now."

For this Divine Envoy Cheng from a remote small world, he did not have the channel to understand the other party's detailed situation, and he did not think it was necessary to understand a Mystic Master.

Gu Changbin just sensed it and found that the other party had a strong wood spirit power, but he did not feel anything unusual about his mental level.

Therefore, he didn't quite believe Wei Luo's words.

The atmosphere in the mystic ship suddenly became a little awkward.

No one spoke anymore.

*

The location of this three-race competition was not inside the Exquisite Jupiter.

On the contrary.

The competition location was outside a Jupiter.

"Buzz!"

The Jupiter suddenly vibrated slightly, emitting a refreshing green light.

Hundreds of thousands of vines rapidly extended from the surface of the Jupiter, weaving into a triangular platform.

Each side of the platform reached an astonishing length of one thousand meters.

Obviously.

This was the arena.

And conducting the competition here, one could unscrupulously display secret techniques without worrying about damaging the interior of the Jupiter.

A loud voice sounded: "Please enter the arena!"

The next second.

Three vast transcendent fluctuations surged up.

At the three corners of the triangular arena, a hundred-meter-high phantom figure emerged respectively.

One of them was Divine General Lingbo.

Another figure had the lower body of a six-hoofed warhorse, but the upper body was human-shaped, covered with thick metal armor, almost turning into a tin can.

This was obviously the god-level powerhouse of the Wrathhoof race.

The heavy black helmet completely covered His face, and only a pair of eyes could be seen, with white lights flashing inside from time to time.

Such a scene.

Like two light bulbs.

The third figure was surrounded by a faint black mist, making it impossible to see His body clearly.

Only a curved unicorn pointed high above.

This was naturally the god-level powerhouse of the Unicorn race.

At this time.

Divine General Lingbo took the lead and said: "This three-race competition, let's start with the Mystic Masters first."

The Wrathhoof race powerhouse uttered a Wanhao word in a rough voice: "Okay!"

The Unicorn race powerhouse silently nodded, looking taciturn.

Divine General Lingbo put forward a specific plan: "Each race will send fifteen Mystic Masters to defend the arena in a king-of-the-hill manner. Victory will be achieved if the arena can be defended, is that acceptable?"

The two race powerhouses still had no objections.

Divine General Lingbo waved his hand and shouted: "Build the arena!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Large swathes of green light surged up again.

In the center of the triangular arena.

Tens of thousands of vines grew rapidly, and within a few seconds, they built a circular platform.

The platform was a hundred meters high.

The diameter was about five hundred meters.

The Wrathhoof race powerhouse suddenly said in a rough voice: "The vines of the arena are so thin, just like your Wanhao race, can they withstand our race's tossing?"

This was obviously a provocative remark.

The smell of gunpowder instantly became strong.

Cheng Han's mouth couldn't help but curve when he heard this sentence.

No wonder Divine General Lingbo cursed "The Wrathhoof race's stupid horse" in private last time when he met the Divine General. This guy was indeed unusually foul-mouthed.

The Unicorn race powerhouse then echoed: "Indeed not strong."

This was a double entendre.

On the one hand, it was saying that the vines were not strong, and on the other hand, it was saying that the Wanhao people were not strong.

In short, they had no good intentions.

On the other hand.

This also confirmed Cheng Han's previous guess - the relationship between the high-level powerhouses of the three races was obviously not very good.

Divine General Lingbo didn't seem to be good at arguing, just keeping a straight face: "Why so much nonsense? Just start the ring fight directly!"

Inside the nearby Exquisite Jupiter.

A dark and obscure fluctuation surged in Cheng Han's body.

The next moment.

His figure disappeared without a trace, and then appeared out of thin air in the very center of the high platform.

This was the Space Shuttle Secret Technique.

This move.

Instantly attracted the attention of the entire audience.

After all, space-based secret techniques were quite rare secret arts.

Even the god-level powerhouses of the Wrathhoof and Unicorn races took a few more glances.

Gu Changbin looked at this scene from afar, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He had always thought that this Divine Envoy was only cultivating the Wood Spirit System Mystic Seal, but he did not expect that the other party was also cultivating the rare Space System Mystic Seal.

However.

Even more astonishing things were yet to come for Gu Changbin.

Cheng Han glanced around and sent his voice far away: "Everyone, I don't have much time, why don't you all come at me together!"

The "you" in it clearly referred to the many participants of the Wrathhoof and Unicorn races.

As soon as this statement came out.

The entire audience was shocked.