Brilliant light and shadow, colliding fireworks, explosive energy, impact attack, and... the destruction of life.
Everything is blooming wantonly, and everything is dimly withering.
Some people have the highest numbers and can take ten shots.
But so what?
The difference in quality cannot be made up by quantity!
Cao Zhe is the number one in his race no matter what. It would be a big joke to just grab a few people and be evenly matched with him.
As for grabbing the strongest competitors to form a round... it's impossible!
The Ten Thousand Realms Arena is not a chessboard driven by a certain being. How could those most dazzling 'chess pieces' be easily sent to one place and a large number of them die prematurely?
Tai Chi Diagram is like a huge millstone, pushing all attacks in the entire force field to go where they should go according to its deployment.
When the last 'player' is eliminated.
Cao Zhe became the only living person still standing on the field.
He only needs one shot to make a comeback.
The unknown god was doing something secretly, but due to some reasons, he did not directly give him a zero. This is the "cowardice" of the unknown god.
On the huge soles of the feet, two thick toes seemed to rub against each other twice, splattering dark golden dust.
A beard like a jade pillar, with strange patterns, fell from the starry sky and hit the ground heavily.
The unknown god, like a bee gathering honey, kept turning around this beard.
"This! This! This is His beard!"
"So great, so magical, so lovely!" the unknown god exclaimed exaggeratedly.
Cao Zhe walked to the beard, looked up, then turned to the unknown god and said, "Do you like it?"
The unknown god seemed a little surprised, and then immediately nodded happily and said: "Are you going to give it to me?"
"You want to give it to me!"
"If you have to give it away, it's not impossible, although... I won't help you cheat!"
Cao Zhe said: "No! I just want to say that you like it... but it is mine now."
The unknown god was not angry. Instead, he discussed with Cao Zhe: "But it's too big and too heavy, right?"
"You can't take it away at all, so share it with me and I'll help you place a wishful charm on it."
"Let the remaining half be in your hands in whatever size you want."
Cao Zhe raised his head and said to the huge figure that had not left yet: "Is your reward a beard that I can't move?"
The unknown god made a harsh scream: "Your tone! Your tone! You should know how to be humble. What else can you call a beard that you can't move? It's not an ordinary beard, it's, it's... beard!"
Certain words in the voice of the unknown god seemed to have been erased by the rules.
In this space, some words are taboo.
The beard began to get smaller and shorter.
Finally, like a ray of light, it flew towards Cao Zhe and fell into Cao Zhe's hand. If you look closely, it looks like a hard jade-colored steel needle.
"Grow! Grow!" Cao Zhe ordered the beard in his hand, and the beard actually grew longer.
"Thick! Thicker!" The beard became as thick as a baby's wrist again.
Wave it casually in your hand, and this beard has both flexibility and hardness, changing according to your heart.
Even without any additional features, it is still an extremely handy weapon.
"What a beard! What a beard!" Cao Zhe laughed.
The unknown god on the side seemed to be looking forward to seeing him, and looked extremely envious.
"You don't know that His beard can be used to prepare at least a hundred kinds of magical medicines with different functions, and is the absolute main ingredient among them. It can also be used to refine a trace of charm, which will be greatly improved after digestion."
"Give me a share and I will make the medicine for you." The unknown god continued to confuse and hint at Cao Zhe.
But Cao Zhe put away his beard and said: "God's beard, isn't it just a fucking beard?"
"I'm still using this weapon. I'll trade it with you when I don't need it anymore."
After that, he said to the unknown god: "It's over here. Why don't you send me back to the square to prepare for the next competition?"
Cao Zhe has gradually grasped a hint of the true meaning of the Ten Thousand Realms Arena. The unknown god is just a 'host' standing in front of the stage. He does not have much power, and there is no need to be respectful or afraid of him.
The unknown gods must also abide by the rules of the Arena of All Realms.
Cao Zhe also believes that the role of beard is not just used as a weapon.
It’s just that Cao Zhe doesn’t trust unknown gods.
Judging from what happened before, this unknown god is obviously a despicable guy, and you can only believe what he says.
It is more likely that whether Cao Zhe is given half a beard or a whole beard, he will be greedy and refuse to admit it.
Instead, he held the beard in his hand and bit it without letting go. He was greedy in his heart and would be more polite to Cao Zhe.
"Alright alright!"
"You're the winner, you have the final say!"
"When you figure it out, remember to contact me. I will wait for your good news." The unknown god said with a smile.
With a flash of light, Cao Zhe returned to the Arena of All Realms.
It's just a random location, no longer in the previous range.
But it doesn’t matter.
Because the voice of the unknown god appeared in the sky and enveloped the entire Ten Thousand Realms Arena.
"The time for sharing experiences is over!"
"Next, we are about to move on to the next game."
"The organizing committee actively listened to some suggestions and decided to make small changes to the second round of competition."
"First of all, the competition time will be doubled, from the original fifty years to one hundred years, and the settlement will still be every ten years."
The crowd was noisy and excited.
a hundred years!
The lives of most people are not as long as a hundred years.
If you don't care about anything else and live in a different world for a hundred years, you will definitely make a profit.
"Don't get excited first."
“With benefits, there is pressure.”
"The number of participants for each competition will increase tenfold, from 10,000 to 100,000."
"At the same time, every thirty years, worlds with the same attributes, settings, and characteristics will be randomly selected and merged to form a larger world."
"Not only that, in the world that appears randomly, there is a high chance that 'chewing gum' leftover from someone else's chewing will appear."
"Leave everything to luck, isn't it a surprise?" The voice of the unknown god had a wicked sense of watching a good show.
Those contestants who had just learned that some of the worlds might be familiar to them through film and television works or animations, upon hearing the news, suddenly felt unsure and had a bad feeling.
The world may have been tampered with and ruined by the previous round of entrants, so it’s hard to rely on the original plot!
Every thirty years, worlds with the same attributes will merge, which means they will constantly enter a state of confrontation and competition.
Two worlds that merge with each other originally had their own firsts.
Once integrated, who will be first and who will lag behind?
In one hundred years, the first thirty years were considered a fusion of two worlds, by sixty years it was a fusion of four worlds, and by ninety years it was a fusion of eight worlds.
That is to say, the inherent ranking will be impacted many times.
You don't need to think too much to know how many fierce conflicts will break out in these multiple or even doubled impacts.
In order to be first, to be in the top ten or top 100, there will definitely be ten times more conflicts and battles than in the first competition.
