Beauty and the Bodyguard

But the attack just now was indeed extremely dangerous. If he hadn't been alert enough and wrapped himself with the will of the world in advance, he might have been caught off guard and really would have caused huge trouble.

As for the saint ancestors mentioned by the other party, that is simply nonsense.

This is the heart of the Hundred Saints City. The nameless thought just now was obviously transformed by the Hundred Saints City itself!

Although he is scheming against the Hundred Holy City, he also knows very well that based on the current strength comparison between the two parties, it is simply courting death to touch the Hundred Holy City now.

According to Jiang Xiaoshang, only by weakening Baisheng City by at least a hundred times can Lin Yi be qualified to steal the chicken.

Even then, three points depend on strength and seven points depend on luck!

While talking, representatives of the other thirty-six families and seventy-two clans also arrived one after another.

In addition, there are a large number of ambitious people who are trying to take this opportunity to defeat the skeleton families above.

However, there are very few human cultivators like Lin Yi on the stands. Even the skeletons passing by showed obvious disgust at his appearance here.

"The altar is such a sacred place. How dare you, a dirty and humble human slave, come up here? Get off!"

One of the rather imposing skeletons cursed directly.

However, Lin Yi was indifferent and just turned to look at the white skull beside him.

"When my family is doing things, when will it be the turn of you, a mere member of a lower-ranking family, to give instructions?"

The white skull did not disappoint Lin Yi. If he disagreed, he kicked him off the stand: "Those who don't know etiquette, if it weren't for the sake of the seventy-two clans, I would expel your entire clan right now!"

The other skeletons suddenly fell silent.

Lin Yi looked at this scene and nodded secretly. This level of arrogance is worthy of being one of the thirty-six families. However, it can also be seen from this scene that the upper-level forces in Baisheng City have indeed been deeply entrenched to a certain level.

The other party is one of the seventy-two families, and is nominally the upper-level ruler of the Hundred Holy City like the thirty-six families.

However, facing the public humiliation of the white skeleton, he didn't even dare to fart after being kicked down, and the other races were even more worried.

This shows that the order of superiority and inferiority here is quite solid, and this in itself is an important sign of serious class solidification.

As a result, this wave of blood exchange in Baisheng City will not be successful.

Soon, as representatives from all ethnic groups arrived one after another, the battle at the altar of the Hundred Holy City officially began.

"The altar fight is divided into two halves. The first half determines the seventy-two families in the future, and the second half determines the thirty-six families in the future."

The white skull took the initiative to introduce Lin Yi.

Each family can only send one representative. At this time, more than two hundred people have entered the arena below.

In other words, more than two hundred families are competing for seventy-two places.

The elimination rate of nearly 70% would not be too high if they were only participating in the war as individuals, but for many families, such an elimination rate is already quite scary.

Lin Yi thought for a while and asked, "Don't you think it's a bit childish to let a human being decide the fate of your family?"

The white skull nodded: "It does sound like child's play. We did think of other fairer and more convincing ways, such as each family selecting ten family elites to engage in wheel battles, but they all failed in the end."

"Why?"

"It is not recognized by the thoughts of the saint ancestors."

The white skull's voice was somewhat helpless.

As a vested interest in one of the thirty-six families, it naturally hopes to adopt a method that can truly reflect the strength of the family, rather than just selecting a human slave like this. There is really no room for error.

Rather than relying on strength, it is more important to rely on luck.

You must know that this is not one-on-one, but puts all the combatants directly on the same field for a melee.

No matter how strong your personal strength is, as long as you are not strong enough to completely overwhelm the entire field, you may still overturn at any time. There is too much chance.

The white skull sighed: "Our thirty-six families have discussed it for a long time, but we still don't understand why the ancestors of the saints used this method to select rulers. Huge chance often means huge internal friction. After every altar fight, those who are eliminated The family will never be convinced and will always cause civil strife one after another."

Lin Yi couldn't help but look at it and said nothing.

It seems that even the thirty-six families and the seventy-two clans that nominally dominate the Hundred Holy City do not understand the true details of the Hundred Holy City.

The cells in the body do not realize that they are just one cell. Instead, they think that they are completely independent individuals. Everything around them is just an environment for them to survive. This is a bit interesting.

Having said that, if you put aside the special existence of Hundred Holy City, and simply look at the change of power, the proposal of the thirty-six families is naturally more reasonable.

Although such rules increase the fault tolerance rate, it is more beneficial to the Thirty-six companies who are already in a strong position. Over time, it will be easier to form a class monopoly.

But any so-called fair rules will naturally favor the strong, and this will never change.

But for Baisheng City, this is obviously contrary to its metabolic needs.

Once the thirty-six families and the seventy-two clans truly achieve a long-term class monopoly, they will become uncontrollable cancer cells for Baisheng City. As the cancer cells continue to spread, Baisheng City will In the end, there is only death.

At this time, the battle in the field below has officially begun.

Although there is huge uncertainty, judging from the situation at the beginning, the number of the seventy-two tribes who took the initiative to form a group was at a disadvantage, but they were in an advantage on the scene.

On the one hand, these human cultivators sent under their command are obviously stronger individually when the power of rules is sealed.

This in itself is not surprising.

The more dominant a large family is, the more likely they are to capture more human cultivators, and they have greater room for selection. From a statistical point of view, the average strength of the human slaves selected to participate in the war will naturally be stronger.

On the other hand, the seventy-two tribes have a clearer idea, which is to stick together.

On the other hand, although the challenger families on the opposite side also have a sense of unity, after all, there is a natural competitive relationship within them, and they cannot be united like the seventy-two families.

White Skull was not surprised by this, and asked Lin Yi with great interest: "Who do you think can win this match?"

Lin Yi answered without hesitation: "The Seventy-Two Clans will lose."

The white skull was stunned for a moment: "Are you so sure?"

It was just the beginning now, and it was possible for anyone to lose or win, but it was still quite surprised that Lin Yi said it so absolutely.