Zhao Yanran dared to send people into the arena first because she was confident that no matter how she fought, she could win against Zeng Zifang.
"Du Xiong, Xingxia Si, Zhai Chen, three Protectors, please enter the arena."
Zeng Zifang deliberated for a moment, then said softly.
Qian Duoduo's mind spun, and he threw three bottles of Medicinal Pills to Du Xiong, Xingxia Si, and Zhai Chen.
"Three Senior Brothers, these were just snatched from Hu Yaoshi.
Inside are one hundred Qi Return Pills, three Explosive Pills, three Mystic Spirit Pills, and three Blood Coagulation Pills.
I look forward to your triumphant return, Senior Brothers."
Qi Return Pill is a Medicinal Pill that restores Spiritual Qi.
Every Cultivator must have it, but one hundred of them are quite valuable.
Explosive Pill can make a Cultivator's circulating Spiritual Qi accelerate threefold in a short time.
Spiritual Qi accelerating threefold means that attack power increases threefold.
Mystic Spirit Pill can allow a Cultivator to directly advance one stage within a certain period, and this advancement can stack with the advancement from Mystic Art.
And Blood Coagulation Pill is a Spirit Medicine for healing; when a Cultivator is injured, taking one almost instantly stops bleeding, which is many times better than ordinary hemostatic medicine.
These four types of Medicinal Pills combined are worth over one hundred thousand gold coins.
The reason Qian Duoduo took them out to give away was because he knew that in the deathmatch segment, regardless of winning or losing, the goal was to wear down the opponent's people.
At the start of the second round, Zeng Zifang's side did not have an advantage in numbers or strength.
If they did not improve the strength of their own Protectors, they might face the awkward situation of having no troops to command during the troop selection phase.
The Medicinal Pills he gave out could greatly increase the combat power of their Protectors, achieving the goal of wearing down the opponent, or even winning.
Du Xiong, Xingxia Si, and Zhai Chen took the medicine bottles, and after their Spiritual Awareness explored and saw the Medicinal Pills inside, they were all greatly astonished and bowed solemnly to Qian Duoduo together:
"Thank you, Elder Qian."
How could these three not know what Qian Duoduo was thinking?
The more fiercely they fought and the more opponent Protectors they wore down, the more advantageous it would be for Qian Duoduo.
But this shared honor and disgrace, this unity of interest, was the same for everyone.
Qian Duoduo could take out his own Medicinal Pills and share them with others; although they were spoils of war, his broad-mindedness and magnanimity were immense.
At the very least, it was much broader than Zeng Zifang's heart.
These Medicinal Pills, while increasing their combat power, also increased their chances of survival, making it worthwhile for them to discard their previous contempt for Qian Duoduo and sincerely say thank you.
Zeng Zifang didn't care at all about being outshone by Qian Duoduo.
She smiled, pursed her lips, and said loudly: "Little Qian is indeed rich.
And I must thank that wretched Zhao, thank you for sending us such excellent Medicinal Pills from Hu Yaoshi."
Zhao Yanran's already pale face turned even whiter with anger.
She now knew that Hu Yaoshi had been killed by Qian Duoduo, and the crimson gourd had also been snatched.
A gourd full of Medicinal Pills, which Hu Yaoshi had promised to distribute to the other Protectors after entering the second round.
Now it had benefited the enemy.
The reason he hadn't distributed the Medicinal Pills beforehand was that Hu Yaoshi was worried that after distributing them, his own value would decrease, and he would be abandoned in the first round.
At the same time, having these Medicinal Pills in hand gave him full confidence in passing the first round.
However, man proposes, God disposes.
Hu Yaoshi encountered Qian Duoduo, who did not adhere to martial ethics and whose Upper Spirit Sea far surpassed ordinary people.
She forced herself to remain calm, waved her jade hand, and likewise sent out three bottles of Medicinal Pills, saying to the Protectors standing on the Martial Arts Stage:
"Mere Medicinal Pills, we have plenty.
Brother Yan, Brother Yu, Brother Fu, I'm counting on you!"
Brother Yu's name was Yu Daan, a Protector of Left Ear Peak.
Brother Fu's name was Fu Qing, a Protector of Left Eye Peak.
