Chapter 2201

The agreement between Yi and Jiang Cheng soon spread through every corner of the xuanjie heaven.

The whole metaphysical world was a sensation.

For a time, up to Jiuchong Xuansheng, down to the earth Xuantian Xuan, everyone was talking about the 'three passes of the wonderful realm'.

Many people don't understand why Yi did this.

"Why did the Xuan God make an agreement with them on the three passes?"

"Yes, with the strength of Xuanshen, there is no need to be so troublesome?"

"Don't you understand this? Xuan Shen is in charge of the way of heaven. It's inconvenient for him to fight against creatures, which will destroy the justice of the way of heaven."

"I understand that Xuanshen's setting these three passes is a stage for us to fight against the abandoned clan."

"Whether we can destroy the abandoned clan depends on ourselves."

And more people are curious about what the three levels look like.

"The first level is the attack."

The person who said this sentence was Jing Hui, the patriarch of Tiansheng department.

Just a moment ago, he got Yi's' Oracle 'and knew the content of the level.

"Attack power?"

"What do you mean?"

More than 100 other Xuansheng jiuzhong masters gathered in the field.

Many people are a little confused.

"We are gatekeepers, and they are gatekeepers."

Jing Hui used his fingers as his pen and painted in the void.

A moment later, two strange buckets appeared in the field.

The two buckets are connected by a rope, which bypasses the beam above.

Looking at the two buckets hanging on the beam, a group of nine major elders in the hall who can destroy the sky and the earth with a wave of their hands said that this is really a knowledge blind spot.

"What is this?"

"What does it mean?"

"Why is it more aggressive?"

"Is it to see who destroys the two barrels first?"

"No, no, No."

Yi Huai, the patriarch of Tianxiao department, shook his finger.

"Look at those two buckets. They are both the same height now."

"But if one bucket becomes heavy, what will happen to the other bucket?"

Everyone twitched at the corners of their mouths. Are you taking us as babies? At least there are some questions at the primary school level.

Bai Zhe, a survivor of 13 ethnic elders in the Tianrong department, said, "it's not easy. The other one will rise."

This is a very simple question.

The two buckets are connected by a rope and hung on the beam. When one side becomes heavy, it will fall, and naturally the other side will be pulled up.

"So what does this have to do with aggression?"

Yi Huai explained, "in the first round of the competition, both sides stood in different buckets."

"Everyone has a chance to attack."

"Each time you attack, you can get special weight."

"The stronger the attack, the more weight."

"Whoever lands the bucket first is the winner."

Jing Hui nodded and said solemnly, "our bucket fell to the ground first, which means that they failed to pass the level, and there is no need to compare the next two levels."

"Their landing first means that we didn't hold the first level."

"So it is!"

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

In actual combat, of course, there won't be such a strange way of fighting.

This is obviously a special competition rule reached by Yi using the way of heaven.

"Then this competition is to give your best shot and get as much weight as possible?"

"That's right, so I hope you who keep the pass don't have any reservations."

"If you have any killer maces and unique skills, you can use them all at that time."

Hearing the sound of the sea, the clan head of Tiandong Department hit everyone's heart like a stone.

"This time, it's not just to completely defeat the abandoned clan!"

"It's also to defend our Xuanshen, and it's our battle to correct our name!"

Everyone expressed their position one after another.

"That's necessary!"

"Don't worry!"

"We are sure to win."

"Yes, there are so many Xuansheng jiuzhong. There are only a few of them. What can they compare with us?"

"But..."

Suddenly someone in the crowd made a worried voice.

"Qiu Yuxuan has that sword. Even if we add up, our attack power is far inferior to that sword?"

When he said this, others' confident smiles immediately solidified on their faces.

Yes, that sword can drop ten Xuansheng nine times and hundreds of Xuansheng eight times per second.

More than 100 people on the scene joined hands to strike, but they couldn't achieve that effect!

"You don't have to worry about this."

Jing Hui touched his dark beard and smiled with a winning ticket.

"The mysterious God has a word in advance, so we can't use the power of debut in the first level. Of course, we can't use the power of the mysterious spirit."

Everyone's smile immediately returned to their faces.

"There is really no need to worry."

"Qiu Yuxuan's sword must be a special Dao. As long as she can't use Dao, she can't use it."

"Yes, this woman is no longer worried."

"Crush them!"

Without the threat of that sword, the big stones in everyone's heart disappeared, and their mood relaxed.

Someone looked at the two wooden barrels in the void and said happily, "can that bucket hold so many people?"

"There are more than hundreds of millions of people in our eight tribes."

"How big does that bucket have to be?"

"Haha, that's the means of the Xuan God. It's no problem even if the whole Xuan world is installed in it?"

"Cough, you think badly."

Yi Huai coughed softly.

"How many people can be sent in the first round is still unknown."

"Ah?"

"What do you mean?"

Wen Hai explained, "the number of people in the first round is not fixed. It depends on how many people the other party sends."

"In other words, if they send one, we can only send one. If they send ten, we can send ten?"

"No."

Jing Hui first shook his head with a serious face, and then slowly floated up the corner of his mouth.

"As gatekeepers, we can have twice as many people as they!"

Everyone in the hall was stunned at first, and then all laughed.

"Hahahaha, is there such a good thing?"

"They can't use that sword, and our number can double. Tell me how to lose?"

"It's really hard to lose."

"Steady steady!"

When they were rubbing their hands on this side, Jiang Cheng had also arrived at the border of Taiyi Wonderland with a large army.

What appeared in front of them was an endless green field.

In front of the field, a huge arena rose.

The gray gladiatorial arena soared into the sky, with a mottled ancient vicissitudes of life, which seemed to be incompatible with the surrounding fantasy.

There are two entrances to the arena.

One black and one white.

There is no need to explain at all. Everyone seems to be blessed to the soul, and immediately knows the meaning of these two entrances.

The black entrance represents taking part in the challenge of this level.

The white entrance is for onlookers.

How many people choose to challenge this level depends on Jiang Cheng's decision.

However, before he made a decision, Qiu Yuxuan had already stood in front of blackgate.

"Count me in this level."