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Jun Linyun moved closer as he spoke.

Feng Wu pushed him a little further and said in resignation, "I don't care which one is better, you or your brother."

As she spoke, she reached the seventh floor.

Dumbfounded, Jun Linyun turned to Feng Xun. "W- What did she mean by that?"

Feng Xun rubbed his nose and patted Jun Linyun on the shoulder in a manner that said, "I'm sorry to hear that, buddy." He then walked past Jun Linyun and walked toward the seventh floor.

Jun Linyun was speechless.

"Shit!"

Seeing this, Feng Liu, who was in the Chosen Team, shrieked.

"The Survival Team has passed the sixth floor!!!"

Hearing that, everyone looked in her direction.

"Oh my god!" Sefiro yelled. "I can't believe it! It's not possible! Am I seeing things? The Survival Team over there has their sixth light lit! They're moving toward the seventh floor! This world is insane!"

They were the Chosen Team, and they were supposed to win…