A cruel arc appeared at the corner of Mozhan's mouth.
"Be specific!"
"It's simple. Hold a few duels! Call upon the strongest first-, second-, and third-class tribulation-crossing experts among you to duel with the ones we send!"
"There is no limit to the number of times each realm can compete, until one party completely admits defeat!"
"Three realms and two wins, you only need to win two realms!"
Mozhan quickly explained the rules.
After hearing his words,
The human race immediately started talking about it.
They were guessing what the gods were doing.
Is it really just a desire for a showdown, or does he have other intentions?
"Besides that, what else do you want?"
Master Lingyun asked cautiously.
"There's nothing else to say. After all, we came here with sincerity!"
"Of course, in a duel between masters, there will be no mercy. Life and death are commonplace! I hope you won't cry and scream when the time comes, and that we won't go too far!"
Mo Zhan said jokingly.
Master Lingyun was startled when he heard this.
There is no limit on the number of times in each realm, and no limit on life and death in each game...
The Protoss' arrival this time clearly had other intentions, wanting to indirectly test the depth of the human race...
But this is an open conspiracy.
They have no choice but to agree, otherwise the gods will fall out and the situation will be even worse!
After exchanging glances with Nitianhai and Situ Wunian, Master Lingyun nodded and said in a deep voice:
"As you said, after so many years, we would like to know the current state of your God Clan..."
"Alright! Then let's not talk too much, let's get started... Let's finish this as soon as possible, conquer the Dead Swamp as soon as possible, usher in the era of great unification, and restore the ancient glory!"
The smile on Mozhan's mouth became more cruel!
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