All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"What's going on? It's been almost three hours. Why has there been no movement? It's starting to get dark now, it's time to take a rest, right?"

"Well, although it is quite tiring, but with water and enough rest, my body has gradually adapted!"

"Keep this rhythm and hold on for another two days, it won’t be a big problem!"

"Yes, the sudden death scene is scary, but if you think about it carefully, millions of people are being live broadcasted at the same time. No matter how disgusting things are, you will get tired of seeing them too much. Our things will soon be forgotten, so... Not so scary anymore!"

"I've been staying at home, and it's disgusting when others see me dancing on the radio... It's none of my business! As long as I'm not disgusted, others will be disgusted!"

"Phew, if I can persist on the first day, it will be no problem if I persist for another two days. The spot for the fifth test will be in my hands soon! Comfortable!"

……

At this time, tens of millions of contestants were sitting in the square, resting and chatting one after another.

In the eyes of most people, if you keep this pace for another two days, there will definitely be no pressure.

Unless... the person in charge does another more disgusting trick.

Right now.

The familiar radio sound sounded again!

"Congratulations to everyone who passed the first two rounds! You are one step closer to victory!"

"But the next project is called……"

"The strongest dance king!"

"Just like its name!"

"The entire square will be divided into ten thousand areas! There will be about a thousand people in each area!"

"The next Strongest Dancer project will be carried out in these 10,000 areas!"

"A thousand people in each area will be able to form teams freely. Each team has thirty people. There will be about thirty-three teams in each area!"

"Next, each area will hold a radio dance competition! In the end, only one team from each region can stand out!"

"This team that stands out is the final winner. The five-test quota of the Heaven-defying Demonic Immortal will be given to the 10,000 teams that win in the end!"

……

As the announcement sounded, all the contestants were shocked.

Fight... fight for what?

Fight broadcasting?

Can broadcasting exercises also allow dancing?

How to fight?

Let’s see who dances more standardly? Faster? Or is it neater?

At this moment, all the contestants felt like they wanted to rush out and slap the planner to death

"This, can you still fight on broadcasting?"

"Mudd, is this plan a lunatic? Which happy guy had the idea?"

"I thought the previous sudden death was stupid enough, but I never expected that I still underestimated this plan!"

……

At this time, most of the contestants in the square were extremely angry.

However, the familiar radio sound sounded again

"Within half an hour, please quickly form a team of thirty people. After the time is up, teams that do not have enough people or cannot be formed will be automatically eliminated!"

After hearing this broadcast, no matter how angry everyone was, they had no choice but to start communicating with each other and recruit people.

Soon half an hour passed. Although there were a few unlucky ones, they failed to form a team and suffered miserably. Eliminated.

But almost everyone else still successfully formed a team of thirty people

"Tell me, what will be the standard for this fight?"

"I don’t know, it should be the rating, right?"

"So what are the rules for scoring? It should be the neatness or the accuracy of the posture, right?"

"That's a normal standard. Think about it, is this game normal?"

"Gathering tens of millions of people together to perform radio exercises, do you think the planning is still human?"

"As soon as the game is over, I will go to investigate who planned it and let me find out. If I don’t do it, I will kill him!"

……

Just as everyone was talking about it, the radio sounded again.

As soon as the content came out, everyone vomited blood.

"Before the official dance battle, each team will be free to choose their appearance, and the on-site staff will provide various assistance!"

"After that, the team named the happiest team will be rated first, and the bottom three will be automatically eliminated!"

"For the sake of fairness, the scoring will be automatically done by the live broadcast room barrage!"

……

As the broadcast sounded, all the contestants' minds were filled with questions.

What the hell?

Team look?

Rating of the happiest team?

You're the one who stepped on the horse...

At this time, all the contestants had ten thousand polite words in their minds that they wanted to shout out.

But everyone has no choice but to grit their teeth and continue to persevere

"Since the standard is to be the happiest, then if I draw a big face on my belly, it should be enough to be the happiest, right?"A contestant secretly thought, so he skillfully drew a big face on his belly.

However, when the contestant raised his head, he was shocked.

Because the contestants from the opposite team had skillfully put on real women's clothes and held hands. Balabala, the little magic fairy transformed into a wand and directly put on the thickest makeup

"？？？"This contestant who was preparing to win by belly dancing was directly doubting his life.

How can you ride on a horse...

I ride on a horse...

A team member dressed in women's clothing and holding a transformation stick of Balabala Little Demon Fairy glanced contemptuously at the contestant with belly painting, and almost laughed out loud

"Haha, these people are so young!"

"Even if you are a layman, you still want to fight with our forum friends?"

"I am an experienced cloud player. We have the transformation stick of the little devil fairy dressed in women's clothing, which perfectly imitates the appearance of the three-test boss. Who can beat us?"

……

While the women's clothing team was still feeling proud, when they turned around, everyone was dumbfounded.

I saw that the team next door actually took out furry coats, some were bear coats, and some were joyful ones.

One team even took out Ultraman leather jackets.

Not only did all the members put on Kouzhina Tea suits, but one of the extremely skilled hands even took out a milk tea and started drinking it on the spot.

To say that these thirty people did not come together, that they were not prepared in advance, and that they were not carefully prepared, I would not believe it even to death!

"？？？"After seeing these teams, the members of the women's team were all stunned on the spot.

What the hell?

What the hell are these people?

Why do you come to participate in the Broadcasting Exercise Competition, and you horse riders still carry Xiong Da and Xiyang with you?

Why are all those thirty people wearing Kouzanacha's suits?

And where does your milk tea come from?

I just want to know why?