The message has been sent.
Mo Xie waited for a while but did not receive a reply.
"Perhaps he went to cultivate..."
Mo Xie shook his head and put away the Xuan Tian Record.
I looked out the window.
The crescent moon, pale white, hung high in the sky.
It was already late at night.
Mo Xie was not sleepy, so he calmed his mind and began to meditate and cultivate.
...
Nothing was said that night.
The next day.
The sun rises in the east.
In front of the Demon Palace, on the plaza.
A sea of people!
Today's competition will be individual!
The rankings were determined yesterday; this is the ranking.
Each ranking at each stage grants different 'benefits'—including territory, mineral resources, status, and rights, etc.
The top six will enjoy unparalleled 'benefits' for the next few decades, thus becoming a super-powerful force;
Those ranked seventh to fifty-seventh enjoy top-tier 'benefits' and are considered first-class forces.
The fifty-eighth...
In short,
Only the top 300 can enjoy welfare benefits and receive policy support from the Eternal Night Dynasty.
As for the other forces, they are like orphans without parents—they have to work hard to support themselves!
And this so-called individual battle.
This gives all the major powers an opportunity—
One faction sends one person to challenge for the position you covet.
Just like,
If you think that the 30th person, XX, is trash and doesn't deserve the position, you can send a disciple to challenge him.
If you win the challenge, that ranking will be yours;
If he successfully defends his title, then I'm sorry, he'll have to go and be an "orphan" for the next few decades.
You only get one chance!
The so-called "team battle ranking, individual battle positioning" is exactly this principle.
Those top 300 forces ranked yesterday will only be determined in the final rankings of the Demonic Path Grand Competition if they survive today's individual battles.
therefore,
After learning that the Demon Temple had won first place
The various factions were shocked, but more than that, they were pleasantly surprised, as if they had gotten a great deal.
Haha, who doesn't know that the disciples of the Demon God Temple are getting worse and worse?
Look, that so-called divine son is only at the second-grade King Realm.
They won the team battle by relying on some low-level tricks and schemes.
Today's individual battles rely entirely on individual skill. Let's see how he tries to use any tricks now!
"The Demon God Temple title is mine!"
This is the common sentiment of many forces.
In this situation,
The people of the Demon God's Temple endured countless covetous and evil gazes.
We entered the square.
...
"Each of the top three hundred forces shall send five disciples to the front!"
Pei Doukong stood tall in the air and spoke in a loud voice.
"Divine Child, you shall choose the person!"
"Don't be nervous!"
"..."
The elders and deacons comforted Mo Xie.
However, anyone could hear the worry in their tone.
Only Xiao Yi patted Mo Xie on the shoulder and said, "Little Mo, remember my words: live with the spirit of death, and you will surely change the world!"
Mo Xie said with a sigh, "Brother Xiao, you really do trust my strength the most!"
"Yes, I believe you!"
Xiao Yikuang nodded.
He flicked open the gourd and took a swig of wine.
Then, swaying and drunkenly, he said, "See that guy? His name is Zhu Sha. I heard he broke through to the Emperor Realm a few days ago."
"He's just a clown, don't bother with him. If he dares to rant, Xiao Mo, use the sword technique I taught you to kill him, hiccup..."
Moye: ...
Even if he's a clown, he's still a powerful expert at the Emperor Realm.
Brother Xiao, how much did you drink...?
Mo Xie was somewhat speechless. He stepped forward and said, "Ji Meiling, Sima Tian, Ao Fang, Gui Ying, follow me out of the ranks."
"yes!"
The four followed Mo Xie's steps and took a step forward.
Representatives from three hundred factions, totaling 1,500 people, stood in distinct camps beneath the massive and majestic arena.
Looking down from above.
This huge square was packed with people and was divided into three levels.
Centered around the arena.
The first layer consists of representatives of the disciples from the top three hundred forces, including Mo Xie, as well as some stewards.
The second tier consists of the members of the top three hundred factions, who are today's defending champions.
The third layer consists of other forces, namely today's challengers and the numerous onlookers.
Pei Doukong and a dozen or so powerful figures of high status stood with their hands behind their backs in mid-air.
Pei Doukong nodded and announced, "I hereby declare the arena battle officially open. Challengers, please proceed to the arena in an orderly fashion!"
As soon as the start was announced,
One of the disciples flipped in mid-air and landed on the arena.
This guy was smug about getting there first, and looked at Mo Xie with disdain.
"You guys from the Demon God's Temple, get up here right now! Your seats are for the Blood Moon Sect!"
...
P.S. Goodnight everyone~
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