The Great Tournament of the Immortal Realm was in full swing, with battles erupting in every corner. The fighting on the second day was even more intense than the first. Those teams that had lost their iron plates were now pulling out all the stops; they were no longer playing it safe. As the saying goes, those who are barefooted have nothing to fear from those wearing shoes. Since they had already lost their plates, there was no point in skulking around like cowards. It was better to fight to the death and scrounge up enough plates before even considering a defensive strategy.
The strong remained strong. High-ranking teams had no interest in hiding; their only concern was failing to find opponents. With the weaker teams now acting with reckless bravery, the fires of war surged throughout the Small World.
Xiao Yang’s team continued to clear their path, defeating many who crossed them. Coincidentally, they had not once encountered a truly formidable team—such as those led by an elite at the peak of the Transformation stage. By nightfall, they took stock of their iron plates and found they had over seven hundred.
Chapter 732