Accompanied by deafening shouts in unison, the United Sea Area officially opened.
The five intermediate warships, carrying the entire hope of the Shen Xia from Newbie Zone 1000, slowly sailed towards the United Sea Area under the gaze of nearly a thousand pairs of expectant eyes.
Each stroke of the oar condensed a determination to win.
"Go, big brothers and sisters!"
At this crucial moment, a clear and tender child's voice pierced through the noise.
It was the voice of a little girl.
Her tender body could not provide any combat power.
But that pure encouragement, like a shot of adrenaline, ignited the power deep within Yang Zimo and the others.
They knew.
Whether this little girl could continue to live depended on whether they could win this battle for survival.
"Go!"
"Go, kill those Fusang beasts!"
"Divine Xia will win!"
"Invincible!"
The little girl's voice was like a bugle call, instantly igniting the passion of all the Shen Xia.
Cheers and shouts of encouragement converged into an unstoppable tide, surging and echoing across the vast sea.
This was not only encouragement for the warriors but also the common voice of everyone—for survival, and for that little girl to have a future.
They must win, and they must live!
Unlike the race against time on the Divine Xia side.
The Fusang People, who had a huge advantage, believed victory was in their grasp, so they did not feel the same pressure as the Divine Xia.
In fact, many of them had already started celebrating in advance.
However.
When the intermediate warships from both sides successively sailed into the United Sea Area, the Fusang People were all dumbfounded.
"Nani? Didn't the Shen Xia only have two warships? How did 5 suddenly appear?"
"Their Evolutionists' levels have also increased so quickly! They actually produced 6 Level 3 Evolutionists and more than 20 Level 2 Evolutionists!"
"Baga, theirs, their intentions are greatly wicked, they actually deliberately deceived us!"
"Chotto matte, the leaderboard would not lie, they actually made such huge progress within these short ten hours!"
"These Shen Xia, absolutely cannot be underestimated, as long as you give them a sliver of a chance, they can create astonishing miracles!"
At this moment, those Fusang People who had originally been disdainful of the Divine Xia began to feel a hint of unease.
Five intermediate warships.
Coupled with six Level 3 Evolutionists.
They already posed a real threat to the Fusang People!
Most importantly.
The Fusang People were completely puzzled.
How did the Shen Xia manage to cultivate six Level 3 Evolutionists in just ten hours?
Little did they know.
This was the fruit of nearly a thousand Shen Xia's continuous and unreserved efforts over ten hours.
The power displayed by the Shen Xia's strong cohesion shocked the Fusang People.
However, at this moment.
An intermediate warship with a chrysanthemum pattern painted on its bow slowly sailed into the United Sea Area.
A man dressed in Onmyoji attire stood proudly at the bow, his expression arrogant.
Upon seeing this person.
The Fusang People, who had been somewhat apprehensive, immediately erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
"Ryujo Maru, Nakamura Kenta, Nakamura Kenta is here!"
"Haha, you sick men of Divine Xia, Nakamura Kenta will show you what a true strongman is!"
"Sugoi, Nakamura Kenta has already reached Level 4, hahaha, those people from Divine Xia can just wait to die!"
"Nakamura Kenta-sama, I want to bear your children! You are truly the pride of our Great Fuso Empire!"
"Not only Nakamura Kenta, the other 5 samurai on the Ryujo Maru have also upgraded to peak Level 3, hahaha! We are sure to win!"
With the appearance of the Ryujo Maru.
The balance that had barely allowed Divine Xia to contend with Fuso was instantly and completely overturned.
The appearance of this Level 4 Onmyoji, coupled with his five peak Level 3 Evolutionists, undoubtedly brought unprecedented immense pressure upon everyone from Divine Xia.
Yang Zimo's face was tense, his eyes deep.
He scanned the five comrades standing shoulder to shoulder on the ship, his voice low and firm.
"Later, our ship will be responsible for blocking the Ryujo Maru, the people on their ship are all high level."
"Our pressure will be great."
"Perhaps, we will all die."
"Are you scared?"
On his Du Jiao Xi Niu (Unicorn Rhinoceros) Hao, the six most outstanding individuals from Newbie Zone 1000 were gathered.
Including Li Xinyi and Fan Yingying, they also stood resolutely in this ranks.
"Hehe, scared of what? If we lose this survival gamble, we'll die sooner or later anyway, might as well fight these Xiao Riben and let those little devils see how formidable we are!"
Zhou Yu's young face was full of ruthlessness.
Li Ming adjusted the firefighter's helmet on his head, his eyes firm, ready for battle:
"We enjoyed the most resources, so naturally we should charge forward, without shame in our hearts."
Long Haoran clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking crisply, brimming with fighting spirit:
"Don't worry, before I die, I will definitely kill a few more Xiao Riben to make up for it!"
Li Xinyi's cold face was filled with determination:
"Lu Chen's death is inextricably linked to me, later, I will charge first."
Even the usually timid Fan Yingying was tightly gripping the steel crossbow in her hand at this moment.
Although she was afraid, she knew deep down—the retreat route was cut off, there was only forward.
"Good!"
Yang Zimo gave the order, his gaze immediately turning to the four warships behind him.
"My Du Jiao Xi Niu (Unicorn Rhinoceros) Hao will directly face the Ryujo Maru, everyone else, act according to the plan, no mistakes!"
Behind him.
The four intermediate warships carried 24 Level 2 Evolutionists.
They were the only remaining Level 2 strength in Newbie Zone 1000. They all looked at Yang Zimo, their eyes filled with firmness and determination, and nodded heavily.
At this moment, the prelude to the great battle slowly unfolded.
A tense atmosphere permeated everyone's hearts, a life-and-death struggle was about to unfold in this sea area.
Under the focus of nearly two thousand pairs of eyes from both sides.
The two fleets slowly approached the dazzling spatial crystal.
"Nakamura Kenta, how long do you think these Shen Xia can withstand our attack?"
The speaker was a Fusang samurai with a toothbrush mustache—Yamada Taro.
His eyes were full of contempt.
Nakamura Kenta's Onmyoji hat flapped in the sea breeze.
"Yamada-kun, your underestimation of the enemy is a great taboo. There is an ancient Shen Xia saying: Even a lion hunting a rabbit must exert its full strength."
"Hai!"
"Nakamura Kenta's teaching is correct!"
Yamada Taro quickly performed a standard 90-degree bow.
Watching the Divine Xia fleet's increasingly close figures.
A cold glint flashed in Nakamura Kenta's eyes, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Ten minutes, finish the battle within ten minutes! Let all these Shen Xia pigs be buried at the bottom of the sea!"
"Hai!"
