My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

The protests of the players in the first test, the second test and the third test were naturally ignored by Qianshou, the old Zhujian.

"Quiet!" Qianshou's old Zhujian raised his hand and waved his stick, touching the ground lightly. The next moment he directly activated the Fifth Generation Sect Master authority, instantly quieting all the players.

As for the strong men of the Ren Clan and the White Fox Clan on the west side, they were naturally silent for an instant, and no one dared to make any noise at this moment.

After all, unlike the lawless players, all the benevolent strongmen present regarded that old Zhujian Qianshou as the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, and they were truly devoted and even fanatical followers!

As for the three-party forces such as the White Fox Clan, "Eight Nine Seven" naturally regarded the old Zhujian Qianshou as the Fifth Generation Sect Master of Yan Huang Sect, not the Wood Style guy who is Damn it in the eyes of the players...

"Today's Ten Palace Competition! It is to select the masters of the ten genres! It is also the strongest of the ten strongest genres representing the new era of Yan Huang Sect!"

"In the future war, even the old man may be in trouble! At that time, when the first generation, the second generation and even the disciples of the third generation are all in trouble..."

"It is up to these ten palace masters to lead Yan Huang Sect Fourth Generation and Fifth Generation disciples to reverse the desperate situation, break the limit, and create miracles!

"Old man, make it clear in advance!

"There is no fairness in the competition of the ten halls! Every contestant who wants to become the master of the ten halls, you will have to face unreasonable challenges and desperate opponents!

"Don't ask why!

"As the Tenth Temple, if you want to be honest and righteous, Admiral's own school will be called the version father! You must have unreasonable and invincible strength!

"Weak chickens who rely on fair rules and rely on one-on-one to defeat their opponents one by one are not qualified to become ten palaces at all!"

"So, when you disciples of the Fourth Generation and Fifth Generation step into the competition of the Ten Temples, what you have to do is not to protest or question, but to show your strength and prove yourself!

That old Zhu Jian of Qianshou spoke in a majestic and majestic manner.

Even the old Zhujian Qianshou didn't hide anything.

That's right!

The rules of the Grand Competition of the Ten Halls are unreasonable, there is no fairness at all! That old Zhu Jian of Qianshou has a showdown!

But only those who can beat everyone to win the top ten titles in such a desperate battle can be qualified to become the top ten Yan Huang sects!

With the end of Qian Shou's old Zhu Jian's words, the audience fell silent.

But soon, all the four-test and five-test players became excited!

"That's the way it should be!"

"That is, for a one-on-one competition, at least a million people will participate this time, when will it be compared, there should be a different rule like this!

"Huh? Brother Zhu Jian won't be in the audition, and let the first and second test bosses end up as our opponents?"

"Damn it, it's really possible!

"The Shenmu Valley is so huge that it is definitely enough for the venue, and it is possible to play any tricks!

"Dammit, brother Zhu Jian, what if you let Lu Fei and I fight each other?"

"Happy, with your virtue, you still want to challenge Brother Lu Fei? If you think about it too much, you won't even get your turn in the queue, okay?

"That's right, what kind of existence does Brother Lu Fei have, how can he have time to talk to a bum like you!

"Hehe, anyway, no matter what the rules are, once daddy comes on the field, let me tell you that daddy will hit ten! Perfect! Quack quack!""

The players of the fourth test and the fifth test all spoke at this time. After all, no matter how outrageous and nonsensical the rules are for a while, now there are 100,000 young ladies on the opposite side watching, even if they bite the bullet, they can't be persuaded!

It doesn't matter to others, if you just protest against the unfairness of the rules, isn't that going to die in public?

After a burst of noise, everyone slowly quieted down, because next, the old Zhu Jian of Qianshou was about to start announcing the rules!

After everyone quieted down, that old Zhujian Ren Shou spoke again!

"The Grand Competition of the Ten Palaces is divided into three parts!

"The first part, the audition survival battle! 99

"Second session, genre confrontation!

"The third link, the challenge of the king! 35

"After going through three stages, the ten disciples who can still stand in the end are Yan Huang Sect, the Lord of the Ten Palaces!"

"In addition, there are a few disciples who will be seeded players and will not participate in the first and second rounds, but will directly appear as kings in the final round of the challenge of the king!""

The old Zhu Jian of Qianshou, Haki, said in full, and then waved his hand without giving everyone time to react!

"Get up!!!" Qianshou's old Zhujian thought, at the next moment, the terrain of Shenmu Valley suddenly changed tremendously!

4.3 "Boom!" Accompanied by the roar, huge Wood Style platforms with square corners slowly rise from the ground, and within a breath, they rise to about 100 meters.

Each Wood Style platform is like a pillar. The platform area is huge, with a length and width of about 10,000 meters, and there are as many as one hundred such Wood Style platforms.

"Damn it!

Many players were deeply shocked when they saw this scene!

Wood Style people this hand, that is really a show!

don't say anything else...

Wood Style construction flow, that is really strong!