nashuaworldcup Chapter 291 Rules
Chapter 291 Rules
These people have been waiting for too long. It has been several months since the first person reached the summit. Now, how can we not be anxious? We just have to run up and give this big brother a big hug.
It was also at this time that the originally closed door to the Sainthood suddenly burst into dazzling light.
The seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, are arranged in order, giving people a sense of superiority. Even if the saint stands in front of the door, he is so small and cannot compare with the Saint's Gate.
What they made must not be allowed to be surpassed by the creatures from the lower world, right?
At this moment, the last person finally understood why so many people looked at him less emotionally than him. In this way, the door to becoming a saint would be opened. If there were not enough people, no one in these eight worlds would be able to ascend. Ding Dao Realm, all were sent back.
Fortunately, there was no danger in the end, and 100,000 people were finally gathered.
But this is not over yet. After the changes to the Holy Gate are completed, a series of rules will appear on the gate.
"Why are there so many treaties? This is just teasing us."
"There are 100,000 people, and you only give 500 places? Are you making a fuss?"
"It's not even enough to fill the gap between your teeth."
"Slip away, the Taoist world has nothing to do with me, I'm just here to join in the fun."
Seeing the above rules gave the enthusiastic warriors a slap in the face.
If you don't want to give, just say so. Why reject them in a roundabout way? At least the former one makes them feel better. After all, they are also warriors who have reached the top, and their talents are still good. Compared with their peers, they are much stronger.
But they were dismissed by the other party with just one word. How could they bear this?
I saw it read:
Rule 1: Those below the realm of gods are not allowed to enter.
Rule 500: There are a total of places, and each world has a fixed number of ten places, and the remaining places are earned based on ability.
Rule 3: You can compete for control of the Saint Gate.
There are only these three things, but these three things make everyone curse and always feel like they are being fooled.
Especially the first one makes those geniuses who are not cultivated enough to curse.
Then you still want us to gather the number of people? How about congratulating others? I almost feel angry because of my heart disease, but who calls me strong? They could only watch, unable to do anything.
Those who were still somewhat confident in their own strength immediately yelled and left here. Whether they were clowns or ants, they were all ugly and it was time to leave. Why stay here and be played like a monkey.
However, it is not in vain for them to come. They have gained a lot on the pilgrimage. In the following time, they can continue to improve themselves. Maybe after the original saint leaves, they will be able to reach the top and become saints. By then, they will still have the ability to become saints. A long life? Next time, it may be his own quota to dominate the Saint Gate.
However, this second rule still gives those gods a chance. There are a minimum of ten places in each world. Even if they can't compete with others, they can still go to the Taoist world, and their trip will not be in vain.
It’s rule three, which is a bit confusing.
Control of the Saint Gate, doesn’t this mean that whoever is stronger can dominate the remaining 420 places? Let whoever you want to go go. Even a big family can take its key members to ascend to the upper world.
The weak members who are left behind seem to have little strength, but seriously, how many people dare to mess with them? That's a force dominated by saints. Who knows if they will come back.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look at the six saints.
There is no doubt that this control must be among them, it just depends on who has greater skill.
As for the three worlds without saints, no one took a second look at them. Ten places were enough, so we couldn't think about them any more. To think about them any more would be to overstep our bounds.
"I want 80 places in Shifang World, but that's not too much."
"We in Langya World want 100 places, and you can divide the rest among yourselves."
"..."
Every saint hurriedly spoke, fearing that if they were a little late, someone else would snatch them up.
But their appetite is too big. Dozens of them open their mouths and shut up. Who do they think they are? Six saints, one comment can get 70 places. Even if they are strong or weak, they will not get so many.
"With such a big appetite, I'm not afraid of dying."
"Those two saints haven't spoken yet. If they join forces, it won't be easy for those people."
"Are you stupid? If the two of them join forces, the other four will not join forces? Maybe if they open their mouths, they will be besieged by those saints."
"Haha, why are we worrying about this? It's not ours anyway, just watch the excitement."
This is the fact. Qin Xuanzhen and the others also know that those people said this deliberately because they are determined to squeeze out Jiuzhou. The two saints are too terrible. If they are allowed to get more, other worlds will never have a chance. contend with it.
But so what? They are not afraid of these at all. The two of them once blocked five saints and were the masters of the superior avenue. How could they be frightened by these ants?
"I want this door in the Jiuzhou world." Qin Xuanzhen said, releasing the world's avenue, and the surging power swept away in an instant, causing the faces of those saints to change drastically.
"High road!"
Looking at Qin Xuanzhen's eyes, he was filled with uncertainty, and he felt envious, jealous, and resentful. How could he be regarded as a middle-class and low-class person, while others could just call him a superior person? This was too unfair.
"A bunch of crooked melons and cracked jujubes dare to covet the door of sainthood. Get away." Li Rong moved, with even more terrifying force, directly pushing the four saints away.
Huangquan Avenue, superior avenue.
This scene scared them to the color of pig liver. They were so high-spirited just now, but now they are so embarrassed. They thought they were at the same level. But it turned out that they were not only on the upper level, but also in the realm of saints. They took a few steps forward and themselves Still here stupidly trying to compete with others.
"Let me just say, our saints are more powerful. Even the five saints in the Sword Sect world couldn't beat them."
"His Majesty the God King, His majesty is unparalleled."
"A group of vulgar barbarians are worthy of contending with me, Jiuzhou?"
"The gate to the Saint belongs to me in Kyushu."
Behind them, there were the shouts of tens of thousands of creatures from Kyushu. Listening to their voices, the faces of those saints turned green. Good guy, before coming here, they had already fought with other worlds, and they still managed to win two against five. Such a record. , they simply can't do it.
They didn't dare to say anything, hoping that the other party would save some face for them, but when they saw those two pairs of cannibal eyes, they suppressed their words. What kind of strength do they have? Do you dare to ask such a master to save face?