My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"Under the old man's special arrangements, all the disciples really lived up to the old man's expectations, successfully surpassed themselves, broke the limit, and created a brand new miracle!"

"Seeing the growth of my grandchildren, old man, is really gratifying! 99

The old Zhu Jian of Qianshou spoke slowly, with a very emotional and kind expression.

"???" Suddenly, countless players were stunned.

Fuck!

Brother Zhujian, you...

You really have the face to say it!

Obviously, you are the one who allowed Brother Mian to make troubles, avenge his personal revenge, and let Brother Mian make crazy shots. I don’t know how many unlucky four-test and five-test players died.

Even a big player like the devil East Blue was beaten by Gatling, who is a clone of the "910", who has hundreds of thousands of faces, and directly hiccupped with hatred on the spot.

As a result, the players of the fourth test and the fifth test were completely cornered, created a two-stage fusion of thousands of people, reversed the jedi, and finally killed Mian Geren! Reported two full versions, and was bullied by Mian Geren countless times!

But now, as soon as the Wood Style people open their mouths, they have long expected this, and even a tone that all the credit goes to the Wood Style people?

Too much not wanting face!

It's really not wanting face!

As expected of you, Mian's father, Wood Style!

However, the powerful people such as the Ren clan and the White Fox clan immediately believed it.

"Oh my god, you are indeed Zhu Jianda senior!"

"So that's the case. At the beginning, the old man couldn't understand why the good competition of the Ten Palaces turned into such a chaotic situation. It turns out that... the old man is too tender, and he didn't see the good and suffering of Zhu Jian's senior at all. Carefully!

"Hey, I'm so envious! These disciples of Yan Huang Sect have such a loving and caring senior. It's an eternal regret that I can't become a disciple of Yan Huang Sect in this life!

Countless strong men such as the Ren clan and the white fox clan nodded silently, and they looked at the old Zhujian Ren Shou with even more admiration.

And the four-test and five-test players on the field were still immersed in the joy of the dead man, so for a while, they didn't care much about what Wood Style said.

However, soon, when Wood Style spoke again and explained the rules of the second round, countless players who had previously doubted Qianshou's old Zhujian were stunned.

"The second round is called the clash of genres!""

"As the name suggests!""

"This round is a contest between different genres!

"As long as they are disciples of the same school, they can form a team and fight on the field at the same time! As for the number of people, there is no limit! There are as many people as you want!"

"At the same time, those who are confident in their own strength... you can also, one person is a team!"

The old Zhu Jian of Qianshou spoke lightly, and as soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar!

"Battle of genres? Fuck, is this still possible?"

"Wouldn't it be possible to see... Heavenly Thunder Fighting Heavenly Fire?""

"Wait, since it's a team battle, why is it allowed to be in a team by one person? If there is a team of one person, the opposite party will directly form a group of thousands of people, which is a bit of a joke!"

"Fuck, there is a problem with this rule! As long as you are shameless enough to directly form a group of ten thousand people, isn't that invincible sweep?"

"Oh, you have a good idea! 55

"Let's start the group, all the brothers of Tianhuoliu are assembled!!! Gather 10,000 people and directly crush the audience!""

Hearing the old Zhu Jian's words from Qianshou, countless players suddenly became excited, and the most excited ones were naturally the players participating in the fourth and fifth tests on the Wood Style platform.

I thought that I would part with Harpy who just fought passionately and teamed up to kill Mian Geren, or the cute new comrades-in-arms, and even enter the cruel infighting between the same factions!

However, the participating players never expected that in the second round of the battle of genres, they could actually form a team, and the most incredible thing is that there is no limit on the number of people?

Once the number of people is not limited, the more people there are, the greater the advantage will be!

No matter how powerful you are alone, can you beat ten thousand people on the other side?

So at this time, many players lowered their heads and began to meditate......

The Wood Style folks seem to be ready for this!

Could it be that the random intrusion of Brother Mian just now was really arranged by the Wood Style people?

Is it to force out the potential of the participating players, such as the fusion of thousands of people, and then let these newly evolved genre players join forces again, and start confronting each other with the super powerful posture that even smashed the noodles just now?

Thinking of this, even many of the four and five players who participated in the competition all looked at the old Zhujian Qianshou, full of astonishment!

Wood Style people, so scary? Did you really expect it?

Facing the eyes of countless people, as well as the suspicious eyes of the players, Senju's old Zhu Jian was as calm as water, with an expression and posture that everything was in the old man's expectation.

However, the old Zhu Jian of Qianshou lowered his head inadvertently, and replied the message "Brother Zhu Jian, why didn't you save me just now?" sent by Beef Noodles.

"Brother Mian, you belched too fast just now, before the old man can react, you're a scumbag!" Old Zhu Jian of Qianshou replied deftly with 4.3 beef noodles.

good!

The beef noodles just died too fast!

It's almost too late to blow up the beef noodles!

Of course, that old Zhujian Qianshou couldn't save him in time!

But does this have anything to do with the appearance that the old man has already expected everything?

Obviously not!

"Time is a stick of incense, and after a stick of incense, only one hundred teams are allowed to appear on the hundred Wood Style platforms!

"That is to say..."

"On each Wood Style platform, only one genre is allowed to qualify and enter the third round!

The old Zhu Jian of Qianshou spoke again at this time, which stunned many players!