Global Lords: Starting with Female Hero Fusion

Actually, Zhao Chi had some questions of his own.

The matchmaking system didn’t seem quite right.

But it didn’t matter. If he wanted to be the champion, he’d have to beat everyone anyway.

If he had a strong opponent, he would meet them sooner or later.

"Seventh place," Zhao Chi finally answered.

"Seventh place?" Zhao Jiao exclaimed in surprise. "That can’t be right. Is there something wrong with the matchmaking system? Why were you two paired together?"

Zhao Huai said, "Actually, the gap isn’t that wide. None of the remaining people are weak. Zhao Chi, you did great in your first two matches. I’m just worried this last one might be a counter to you... In any case, good luck."

Zhao Chi just smiled without saying a word.

’Disgusting?’

’Terrifying?’

’His Female Soldiers could ignore things like that.’

Zhao Chi asked, "Is Wei Li’s battle still going on?"

"It ended a long time ago. Their last opponent’s Race was Goblin. A few dozen Ghouls swarmed and ate over ten of them, and the rest just broke down."

’That image...’

’The Goblins would definitely break down.’

"Let’s not talk about that." Zhao Chi glanced around before asking in a low voice, "What exactly is Zhao Quan’s Identity?"

Zhao Huai and Zhao Jiao clearly didn’t know how to react.

Why had the topic suddenly shifted to this?

Both Zhao Huai and Zhao Jiao looked left and right.

Seeing no one nearby, Zhao Huai whispered, "Zhao Quan seems to be a descendant of some Royal Race, but there are too many of them. ’Your Highness’ is everywhere, it’s become a dime a dozen."

Zhao Jiao hesitated for a moment.

But seeing that Zhao Huai had spoken, she also added, "But they take that Identity very seriously. It seems they can receive some kind of inheritance. But that’s all just hearsay. We could never know the specific details about something like that."

Zhao Chi nodded. "Then what about Zhao Tan and Zhao Mu, who are always with him? What are their Identities?"

Zhao Huai shook his head. "I don’t know their specific Identities, but since they dare to wear Golden Armor, they must be nobles. Probably minor nobility under the Royal Race."

"Then, Master Muchang..."

"Shh, don’t talk about him."

Zhao Huai was very cautious.

Zhao Jiao nodded. "That’s right. Those Alien Races have very keen Perception. We should be careful. We don’t know their origins either."

"Understood. Thanks."

"Look at him, saying ’thanks,’ haha." Zhao Huai pointed at Zhao Chi and chuckled to Zhao Jiao.

Zhao Jiao didn’t respond, instead saying, "Lü Hong’s battle is about to start. Let’s get ready. Which battlefield is it?"

"Battlefield 2," Zhao Huai said.

The three of them switched to Battlefield 2.

Lü Hong’s opponent was also a stranger; Zhao Chi didn’t recognize them.

That person wasn’t one of the popular contenders either.

So this time, Zhao Chi didn’t focus on watching Lü Hong’s battle, instead opting to hop between the various battlefields.

Battlefield 3 was Cao Feng.

His Shadow Leopards had also undergone an Improvement.

A third eye had appeared on their foreheads.

And that eye looked no different from the Shadow Leopard’s other eyes, positioned very naturally in the center of the forehead.

Zhao Chi zoomed in for a closer look.

He discovered the third eye was extremely flexible; it could look in a different direction from the other two.

It could gaze about freely.

It was like when Zhao Chi was inside Gu Qing, and the two of them each controlled one eye.

The Shadow Leopards had three eyes, but he didn’t know what extra Effect they might have.

Eyes were important.

But they were also fragile.

Now, those Shadow Leopards essentially had an extra weak point.

But since Cao Feng was willing to make the Improvement, there had to be an additional benefit.

However, it was hard to figure out what that was just by watching the opponent’s fight.

Still, the function of an eye was just observation, like providing Night Vision or improving their field of view.

’Maybe it could provide Dynamic Vision? And in turn, increase Accuracy?’

’It doesn’t matter.’

Cao Feng also had three Heroes.

A Female Elf Hero was riding on the back of a Shadow Leopard Hero, forming a two-Hero combination.

His other Hero was a Beastman, responsible for frontal assault combat.

Since each battle was currently only 30 minutes long, Zhao Chi could only watch for a few minutes before moving on.

After all, there were still 32 people left. He didn’t know who his next opponent would be, so he had to check them all out.

Especially the popular contenders.

Battlefield 7 was Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao used the Blood Race.

But he could actually field 80 members of the Blood Race.

The Blood Race could only increase by four people per day, one less than Humans.

’Could it be that Yuan Zhao also has a secondary territory?’

’And he dares to show it off so openly. Is his secondary territory legal?’

If so, that was truly badass.

The badass part wasn’t having a secondary territory, but having one now, with his Identity.

It was a symbol of power.

The Blood Race, like the Ghouls, belonged to the great Undead Clan.

But the Blood Race had slightly less explosive power than Ghouls, though they could handle production and construction.

The Blood Race was a Race that integrated both production and combat.

They were actually quite good.

Yuan Zhao’s opponent was Liu Jin from Stream Village.

Liu Jin was a scion of the Liu Family and used the Elf Race.

By the time Zhao Chi switched to this battlefield, the battle was already in its latter half.

He could only watch the men of the Blood Race chase after the Female Elves, gnawing at them ferociously.

It seemed these male Lords all used Female Elves.

This was, in certain situations, a definite disadvantage.

Sometimes, it could even boost the opponent’s Morale.

Everyone understood why.

But Zhao Chi chose women because of his Talent.

He had actually been against it at first.

But unexpectedly, he was growing more and more satisfied with these women now.

Even if it meant some disadvantages, he had accepted it.

On the battlefield, Liu Jin was already dead.

The Female Elves who were being chased and gnawed on were finally free.

The battle was over.

Yuan Zhao spread his arms, basking in the cheers of the thousands of spectators below.

Those spectators were cheering genuinely; after all, most of them had bet on Yuan Zhao.

If Yuan Zhao won, they won.

’If... I were to defeat Yuan Zhao, I wonder if that would provoke public outrage?’

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