Chapter 63: The Competition
As the guardian of the rules of the ice and snow world, the old man actually has a few more optimistic seeds.
Xintian is one of them.
"Lan Luo, wood...... Xintian dodged the old man's "eager gaze", turned around and asked, "Which of you wants to try?"
Among the Terran seeds, there are a total of sixteen people who want to try the "Ice River Bath", except for Mu Chengcheng, Ma Sanpao, Jasmine, Mai Na and Lan Tiexin, the others are at least "Top Heavenly Venerable Seeds".
"Brother Xiaotian, I'm going too!" Without waiting for others to reply, Xiaoyu jumped out, grabbed Xintian's arm, and shook it desperately.
"And me. He Wanyi stepped forward quietly, her voice was calm, but there was a firmness in her eyes that Xintian couldn't understand.
"You ...... What are you messing around?!" Xintian was a little angry, Mu Qingcheng and they either had excellent qualifications, or their bodies had been transformed by the water of ten thousand transformations, no matter what kind of results they achieved in the end, they would not die in the ice river.
Xiaoyu needless to say, Xintian has always been overprotective of her, as for He Wanyi, Xintian's impression of her has always been that she is resourceful and has excellent cooking skills, and when it comes to her own strength, Xintian has never carefully measured it.
"If wood and three cannons can work, I can do it!" To Xintian's surprise, He Wanyi, who had always been obedient to herself, was a little abnormal this time, biting her lip and saying stubbornly.
"You, you have a long ability...... Xintian was a little big, looking at Xiaoyu and He Wanyi, who were holding their necks, and didn't know what to say for a while.
"Okay, let's try it too!" At this time, Mu Qingcheng suddenly interjected, "Don't underestimate them, even if you talk about qualifications alone, Xiaoyu and Wanyi will never be worse than me and Sanpao!"
"In this way, sixteen of us, plus Xiaoyu and Wanyi, jumped into the ice river together, and we also took care of each other!"
"Still take care of each other......" Xintian couldn't help but roll his eyes, this is not to fight, after jumping into the ice river, even if he is a demon, it is impossible to take care of others.
"Xintian, do you want to jump down too?" Xintian was grinding and chirping, and the melodious Qu on the side couldn't see it, so he said directly and loudly, "In my opinion, we might as well have a competition with those on the opposite side, and all jump into the ice river to see who is more suitable for this god king inheritance!"
Qu melodious may be a casual remark, but it makes Xintian's eyes light up.
This is a good idea, others don't say it, as a legendary seed, he also generated the Ice Law Pillar, if he can't win the other party, then there is no need to fight for any inheritance position.
"Peng Tiantian, Xia Haha, Miss Su, and that ladyboy ......" Since he was going to call for a battle, Xintian simply shouted more arrogantly, "How many of you clans, do you dare to take a glacial bath with our human race, and see who is more suitable for this god king inheritance?"
"Damn!" Xintian's words were really bad, and this opening directly provoked the people who were high on the ferry.
Calling Peng Wutian and Xia Hanong Cheng Peng Tiantian and Xia Haha can barely accept it, my Su Yulun is a dignified purebred man, which is like "Miss Su".
The blood devouring is even more crooked, his appearance is dignified and magnificent, how can he get to Xintian's mouth, and he has always been called a "shemale"?!
"Look for death—" Blooddevour shouted, and he was about to jump ashore to fight Xintian, but the Guardian's cold words instantly extinguished his anger.
"On the glacier, it is strictly forbidden to fight, otherwise - death!"
This was the second time the Guardian had said this, but the blood devouring still broke out in a cold sweat.
"If you have a grudge, jump into the ice and see who is really good!" the Guardian continued, "This is another form of fighting!"
"Okay!" At this time, no one will admit it, this matter is about dignity.
Soon, all the seeds for the "Heavenly Team" and the "Legend Alliance" to try the "Ice River Bath" were ready, just waiting for the order of the old man of the guardian.
This time, Xintian finally saw Xia Qingqing and Tsundere clearly, but what made Xintian a little uneasy was that the second daughter's mental state was obviously not very good, and they all looked a little groggy, and they didn't even reply to Xintian's transmission.
"What the hell is going on?!" Xintian's heart sank more and more, keenly aware that something must have happened inside the Meizu and the Demon Clan.
"Begin!" the old man's words suddenly interrupted Xintian's thoughts.
"Puff-puff-"
Just like a swimming competition, all the seeds of the "Sky Team" and the "Legend Alliance" jumped into the ice at the same time, and Xintian himself was no exception.
Eighteen members of the "Heavenly Team" and thirty-four members of the "Legendary Alliance", these seeds were said to be the best among the monks present, and they immediately attracted the attention of all the seeds.
What they had to convince was that the total of 52 seeds had all survived the initial cold, and none of them asked to return, let alone die.
Not to mention the four peak races of demons and demons, the Wu clan, the necromantic clan, and the crystal clan are also the leaders among the first-class strong clans, and their strength and heritage are really extremely strong.
One, two, three......
Six, seven, eight......
Soon, the time of ten breaths passed in a flash, and none of the fifty-two seeds had reached the limit, and all of them were still steadily immersed in the cold and biting glacial water.
"Alas, man is more dead than man!"
Persisting for ten breaths and easily getting a reward of two thousand Bloodstones is like a moat for the vast majority of seeds, but at this time, none of these perverts in the glacier show that they can't hold on, this kind of blow is too great.
Fifteen, twenty, twenty-five......
It wasn't until it was close to thirty breaths that the seed finally began to be unbearable.
"I want to go back!" this is a monk of the Crystal Clan, and his score is finally fixed at twenty-nine breaths, becoming the first seed to be kicked out.
Although he had obtained two thousand Bloodstones and a two-liter space ring, the Crystal Clan Cultivator's face was full of bitterness.
To be able to come this far, they are all geniuses among geniuses, I don't know how much halo they have, but now they are the ones who have become the most wasteful, this huge loss is really difficult to accept.
The Crystal Clan Monk didn't wait long, and after only three breaths, another seed couldn't hold on and withdrew from the competition.
To everyone's surprise, the defeated ones this time were still members of the "Legend Alliance", from the Wu clan.
And more than twenty breaths of time have passed, and when the time reaches a full fifty breaths, the number of eliminated seeds has reached eleven, and until this time, the "Heavenly Team" has just been eliminated by one person, which is the light rain that Xintian is most worried about.
Although Xiaoyu is stubborn, he will never be naïve enough to add to the chaos, and he feels that he can't support it, so he gives up directly, and finally harvests two thousand ice bloodstones, as well as a large-capacity space ring, which can be regarded as a lot of gains.
And after more than sixty breaths, the number of eliminated seeds began to increase suddenly.
From sixty to seventy, that is, the interval of ten breaths, there are only twenty-three seeds left.
12 in the "Legend League" and 11 in the "Team of Heaven".
Although there is one more seed of "surviving" than the "Sky Team", none of the members of the "Legend Alliance" can laugh.
From the beginning of the 34 to 18, almost two to one ratio, to the current twelve to eleven, almost one to one ratio, this is enough to tell the story.
Regardless of whether the seeds of the "Sky Team" are more suitable for the ice and snow world, no matter what kind of interface it is, it is difficult to hide that the overall level of the "Sky Team" is better than that of the "Legend Alliance".
What made these alien monks even more heartwarming was that these eleven members of the "Heavenly Team" were actually all Terrans!
As a hostile race of the Terrans, such an outcome is too unacceptable to accept.
At this time, most of these seeds that are still persevering are about to reach their limits, and they are extremely hard to support.
But the time has exceeded eighty breaths, and no one wants to give up at this node when the time of a stick of incense is getting closer and closer.
Hold on!
A strong will can be manifested at this time - the cold of the body can still grit your teeth and stiffen, and the deadly threat from the soul is incomparably palpitating.
With the exception of a limited number of legendary seeds, such as Xintian, almost all of the other seeds are already in great danger.
This extreme coldness can even freeze the soul, and the paralyzing feeling from the depths of the soul makes them wonder if they should persist in the end.
The average soul really has a deep paralyzing feeling, even if it is only for a moment, it is enough to make them fall into a short stupor.
And to fall asleep in a river of ice means death!
"Don't play anymore!" This time, it was still a seed of the "Legend League", from the Necromancy, who fell on the threshold of nearly ninety breaths.
The renunciation of the Necronomicon monk was like a clarion call for retreat, and at the time of about ninety breaths, seven seeds were defeated in a row.
The format of the competition in the glacier has also undergone subtle changes.
For the first time, the number of seeds of the "Heavenly Team" has finally surpassed that of the "Legend Alliance", and there are still eight people left.
The Legend League, on the other hand, suffered heavy losses, with only seven seeds remaining.
"Ninety-eight breaths!" shouted the many monks who had been counting the time for the "game", "There are two more breaths, and you can hold on to a stick of incense!"
One stick of incense, a hundred breaths of time, this is an essential jump, not only will the obtained Bloodstone be doubled, according to the Guardian Old Man's style, there must also be additional rich rewards.
"Ninety-nine breaths!"
There is only one breath to one hundred breaths, that is, the time of a stick of incense, at this time, even the cold air seems to be tense and condensed, all the seeds are holding their breath, and their nerves are tense to the extreme.
"I ...... Go back ......" However, at this point in time, a demon clan monk said extremely weakly, his voice full of unwillingness.
fell on the doorstep of Baixi, which was too unjust.
"Hundred breaths!"
Finally, the last breath of this long century-like period passed, and the remaining fourteen seeds finally survived a full stick of incense.
To Xintian's extreme surprise, among the eight surviving members of the "Heavenly Team", in addition to himself and the six true god-level seeds, his perfect puppet Lan Iron Heart was also among them!