All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"This is the arena for the first round of audition survival battle!"

"Each platform will accommodate tens of thousands of disciples on the same stage at the same time. Once the competition starts, everyone on the platform can take action at will, and the platform will gradually rise and slowly collapse at the same time!"

"The place where you can stand is getting smaller and smaller, and the number of participants will also decrease rapidly!"

"The time for the platform to rise is three minutes. After three minutes, the disciples who are still standing on the platform will be considered advanced!"

"All disciples should understand this, right? The rules are that simple"

……

That old Zhujian of Qianshou said calmly:

"Damn it, are you playing this trick?"

"Haha, as long as I beat everyone else to death within three minutes, I will win? Simple!"

"Hahaha, it’s too simple, I understand, I understand!"

"It is indeed a wood escaper, with simple and easy-to-understand rules. Haha, isn’t this stable?"

"After a while, I opened my hand and opened it up. It was a 10,000-meter-long and wide arena. If I could use my big move, wouldn’t it cover all corners? Hahaha!"

"Huhuhu, in such a small place, once I open it up, there will be no place for others to hide! Hahaha, when the time comes, once I am the only one left on my platform, won’t I become the most powerful guy in the audience?"

……

The eyes of the players in the fourth and fifth tests all lit up, and then they rose into the sky without saying a word, and landed on the wooden escape platform one after another.

"correct! For this competition, I have taken protective measures for all the disciples of our sect in advance! Therefore, no matter what happens in the future, there is no need to panic! Maybe you will see many people die in battle, but those who die are only substitutes!"That old Zhujian of Qianshou turned around and explained specifically to the auditorium on the west side.

"Substitution?"

"Yeah, I got it!"

"It should be that the moment he was killed, he would be protected by the strange power and then teleported away!"

"As expected of Senior Zhu Jian, he is truly amazing!"

"Well, then you can rest assured!"

"I don’t know what kind of superb fighting skills the Yanhuang Sect’s disciples will show!"

……

In the auditorium on the west side, the powerful people from the Ren tribe and the White Fox tribe suddenly understood, and then they nodded to express their understanding.

"That old Zhujian from Qianshou is very considerate!"He Yiming was also stunned. He never expected that the old Zhujian of Qianshou had not forgotten that players can be resurrected. In order to prevent the indigenous strongmen from discovering the secret of infinite resurrection of players, he specially explained this..

In this way, the players' death and resurrection can be explained as the result of Qianshou's old Zhujian using heaven-defying methods!

Not bad!

It's really good!

He Yiming couldn't help but secretly admired it. At that time Choosing that old Zhujian of Qianshou as the fifth-generation sect leader is indeed an extremely correct decision!

From a player's perspective, that old Zhujian of Qianshou is indeed abnormal and even extremely outrageous!

But if From the perspective of an indigenous monk, that old Zhujian of Qianshou is simply a true peak master, with supreme almighty courage and demeanor.

After all, that old Zhujian of Qianshou can shamelessly shout"I will come first, then there will be others" Now that he has become immortal, what else is there that the old Zhu Jian of Qian Shou doesn't dare to do? The second-ranked bitch in the server is indeed so terrifying!

So He Yiming slowly sat down on the old Zhu Jian of Qian Shou with peace of mind. Jian sat on the most luxurious Shenmu chair in the Shenmu Valley that he had specially hand-made, and began to watch the game with peace of mind.

And soon, all the participating players in the fourth and fifth tests, nearly a million in number, dispersed. There are about 10,000 players on almost every platform.

And because the players in the fourth test and the fifth test have similar cultivation levels and have spent years on it, they are too similar to each other. Even He Yiming, suddenly It’s hard to tell.

But for He Yiming, it doesn’t matter whether he becomes the Tenth Palace in the fourth test or the Tenth Palace in the fifth test!

As long as he is strong enough to bear the name of the Tenth Palace!

Heroes don’t care. Origin!

The ten palaces do not care about the version!

From this point of view, that old Zhujian of Qianshou did not care about the issue of seniority from the beginning, so he proposed to let the fourth test and the fifth test compete on the same stage. If they meet on a narrow road, the strong one will win! Why can't a newbie from the fifth test be able to defeat the veteran players from the fourth test to become the master of the ten palaces?

"I seem to have some understanding of this kid...why he is so powerful!"When He Yiming thought of this, he couldn't help but look at Qianshou's old Zhujian.

For the first time, He Yiming actually had a vague premonition.

It is possible for players to surpass themselves!

Although currently, Qianshou There is still a big gap between the strength of that Lao Zhujian and myself! But in the future...

It is really possible for that Lao Zhujian of Qianshou to surpass him in strength!

He Yiming is not overly concerned about the possibility of being surpassed by players in the future. Panic, but also with a trace of relief.

Because from the beginning, He Yiming was not a jealous person!

And for every player, He Yiming truly treated each player as a disciple and taught and gave advice with all his heart, without any hidden secrets. Pass on what you have learned and what you can to the players as much as possible. In the current five-test era, among millions of players, it would not be surprising even if there are a few players who may surpass you!

"I don’t think about the future for now!"

"Let’s focus on the present first!"

……

He Yiming shook off these thoughts and then looked at the millions of participating players again.

At this time, Qianshou Lao Zhujian slowly raised his wooden staff, and then suddenly spoke!

"The first round, the audition survival battle, begins!"