[The rules for this All-race Vanguard Tournament are as follows.]

[One: Once every hour, the Points Ranking will be settled. The races of contestants ranked near the top of the Points Ranking will receive special rewards.]

[Two: Once a contestant dies, they will be eliminated from the All-race Battlefield, and their race will suffer a universal punishment.]

[Three: If every contestant from a race’s camp is eliminated, that race will become the final team to enter the All-race Battlefield.]

[Four: At the final settlement, contestants ranked in the top three may enter the next stage of the elimination tournament.]

[Five: Special events will randomly refresh in the All-race Battlefield. These events may be rewards, or they may be dangers. All contestants, please pay constant attention to map events.]

John read through all five rules, and understanding immediately dawned on him.

"Looks like as long as I make sure I stay near the top of the Points Ranking, my race won’t suffer any punishment.

"They might even receive special rewards because of it.

"But it seems I’m the only Vanguard from the human camp who has entered. If I get eliminated, the entire human race will suffer punishment.

"Also, the top three in the Points Ranking can enter the next stage of the elimination tournament?

"That should be referring to a competition higher than the Vanguard Tournament.

"As for the random rewards and crises mentioned in the final rule...

"They should be similar to fortuitous encounters in reality. If your luck is bad and one happens to refresh right in your area, then all you can do is accept your fate."

After reading everything, John felt that the Vanguard Tournament was nothing special.

There was nothing particularly unusual or dangerous about it.

Afterward, he opened the introduction for the All-race Battlefield and began to read.

[Detailed Introduction to the All-race Battlefield]

[One: This All-race Battlefield is divided into four major stages. Contestants are currently in the Vanguard Tournament stage.

The next higher stage is the Elite Tournament. The rules will be more difficult, and the contestants will be stronger.

Above that is the Master Tournament. The races appearing on the ranking will be even more powerful!

The highest stage is the All-race War for Supremacy. At that stage, the soldiers of every race will all enter and fight for dominance!]

[Two: The current stage of the All-race Battlefield can accommodate up to 30,000 contestants.

For every contestant from another race killed, 1 point will be awarded.

If a contestant ranked on the Points Ranking is killed, all points owned by that contestant may be plundered.

Points can be exchanged for items during the final settlement.

Note: If a contestant of the same race is killed by another race, the remaining contestants of that same race will also suffer punishment.]

[Three: The Points Ranking for the current stage of the All-race Battlefield refreshes in real time. Players may check it on their own.]

[Four: Each time a special event refreshes, there will be a countdown. Players may check it in the upper-left corner of the interface.]

...

The introduction to the All-race Battlefield was more or less the same as the introduction to the Vanguard Tournament.

The moment John finished reading, a countdown appeared in the upper-left corner of his vision.

It was probably the countdown until the next special event.

There were still 35 minutes before the next special event appeared.

Meanwhile, the point balance on his personal panel was 0.

"They’ve made it look pretty convincing," John commented calmly.

Then he opened the ranking, intending to see what kind of contestants the other races had.

[All-race Battlefield Vanguard Tournament Points Ranking]

Race

: Demon Race

Points

: 1467

[Days Survived]: 10 days

Race

: Elf Race

Points

: 1325

[Days Survived]: 9 days

[Days Survived]: 8 days

...

[Days Survived]: 3 days

...

After John finished reading the ranking, he fell into thought.

Judging from this ranking, many contestants had already entered the All-race Battlefield ahead of time.

As for the human race, perhaps because they were weaker, only he had entered so far.

"The first-place contestant from the Demon Race has actually killed that many contestants from other races.

"His strength is probably extraordinary.

"The top three contestants should be around the same level. Their kill counts are all above 1,000.

"Even the Dragonborn in tenth place has only been here for three days, but he’s already killed more than a hundred contestants from other races."

John kept scrolling all the way to the bottom of the ranking.

This Points Ranking only recorded the top 100 contestants.

The contestant at the very bottom of the ranking had 31 points.

In other words, as long as John killed 31 contestants from other races, he could enter this ranking.

However, his Class Advancement Quest this time required him to ensure that he ranked first on the leaderboard.

That meant he still had to kill more than 1,300 contestants from other races before he could remove his level restriction.

And John had to make sure he completed it before the All-race Battlefield Vanguard Tournament ended!

"This quest has some difficulty to it," John silently calculated.

Although these rules looked complicated, in the end, all he had to do was kill contestants from other races.

For him, the only things he needed to worry about were the time limit, and whether he could encounter enough contestants from other races in a short period of time.

"I’ll look around first and see if I can run into anyone from another race."

With that thought, John immediately prepared to leave.

However, the moment he moved, a massive explosion suddenly rang out from a nearby mountain range.

John followed the sound and looked over. His pupils abruptly contracted.

After the mountain range exploded, several black figures shot out from the cracked fissure.

They had wings on their backs, and their speed was astonishingly fast. Like streaks of flowing light, they swiftly rushed toward John.

"They’ve set their sights on me?"

John did not flee. Instead, he stood where he was and patiently waited for them to approach.

At the same time, the black figures soared through the air.

They were Wingborn contestants.

There were three of them in total, and all of them were elite-grade Wingborn.

Among them, the captain with the highest level was level 270. The other two team members were level 250 and level 240 respectively.

Aside from the wings on their backs, dense feathers also grew on their heads.

They looked like birdmen.

The Wingborn captain stared at John in the distance and laughed.

"Haha, this human is only level 150, yet he dares to enter the All-race Battlefield. He really doesn’t know whether he lives or dies."

Wingborn Team Member B echoed him.

"Look at him. He clearly noticed us, but he still isn’t running. He’s probably scared stupid."

Wingborn Team Member A sneered.

"Killing a human like this won’t give us many points. He probably just entered."

The three of them had never felt as leisurely as they did now.

Because in their eyes, a human contestant like John, who had only just entered, was nothing more than meat on a chopping board.

Their current mentality was more like cats toying with a mouse.

Boom!

The three figures landed one after another, directly surrounding John.

Terrifying wind elements continuously sliced through the surrounding ground, carving out one trench after another.

"Three birdmen?"

John’s eyes shifted slightly as he examined the three people who had suddenly appeared.

There was not the slightest trace of fear on his face. Instead, there was even a hint of delight.

"That saves me the trouble of looking for them. Three prey delivered to my door at once."

At this moment, both sides believed the other to be their prey.

The Wingborn captain stretched his muscles, then raised his hand and sent a wind blade slashing over.

"Lowly human, become my points!"