Chapter 2122 Hundreds of People Leave Ten People

"You little Jiao, you are very positive about this!"

Seeing the change in Xiaojiao's expression, Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said with an arc.

Xiao Jiao doesn't have the slightest affection for the young master of the Qingtian Realm.

"Ahem..."

"The rules of this second round are the same as the first round, it is a lottery system!"

"It's just that the lottery draw this time is different from the last time. This time the lottery draw has one hundred people for each number!"

"People who draw the same number will all stand in the ring!"

And at this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran's voice resounded again.

"What? There are a hundred people in a number, and everyone who draws the same number will stand in the ring. What does that mean?"

"Emperor Yuan Ran didn't mean to let a hundred people fight in melee?"

"With a hundred people in a scuffle, how can we win?"

"If everyone is united in this scuffle, wouldn't it be miserable for those who are left alone!"

"It all depends on that person's status in the world of celestial beings!"

...

Following Emperor Yuan Ran's words, countless warriors began to discuss.

At this moment, the countless warriors began to discuss.

They began to look for partners. In this melee, if they were alone, it would be the worst.

In an instant, the entire arena became lively.

"The emperor hasn't finished his words yet, so why worry!"

Looking at the chaotic warriors under the arena, Emperor Yuan Ran's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly.

As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, he fell silent instantly.

Countless warriors looked at Emperor Yuan Ran with their eyes.

There was a look of expectation in their eyes, they were looking forward to the next rules announced by Emperor Yuan Ran.

"You are right, this battle is a melee!"

"Among the one hundred people with the same number, only ten people can be left in the end, and these ten people must kill ten people to complete the task!"

"If you kill less than ten people, then there is no need to keep ten people!"

Seeing everyone quiet down, Emperor Yuan Ran said coldly.

"What? Did Emperor Yuan Ran say that it is not necessary to leave ten people in the end?"

"Emperor Yuan Ran's meaning is very simple. The minimum requirement is that out of a hundred people, if each of the remaining ten people kills ten people, then ten people can be left behind. If one person kills nine people, then he must If you have to kill ten people to stay, then you can only kill one of the remaining people!"

"Emperor Yuan Ran's rules are too cruel!"

"This battle, I don't want to fight anymore, it's clearly life and death!"

"It's all about strength if you can survive in the ring!"

...

As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran's words came out, there was an instant commotion under the ring.

At this moment, among the remaining 10,000 people, some warriors retreated.

Among them, some warriors even walked directly under the ring.

Their bodies trembled at this moment.

They were scared, they were really scared, especially when they heard that out of a hundred people, only ten people could be left, maybe even less than ten people, and some warriors with weak cultivation gave up directly.

They came to participate in the competition for the honor list, originally to increase face in the world.

But there is a prerequisite for this, that is to survive, and only by surviving can you earn face. If you lose your life, face is of no use.

Thinking like this, countless warriors couldn't help but retreat.

"It seems that many of you want to give up!"

"This emperor is very straightforward, I will give you a chance, if you want to give up at this time, then back off!"

"This Emperor's chance is only given once, if you want to give up, hurry up!"

Listening to the voices of discussion, and watching the countless warriors receding, Emperor Yuan Ran said in a cold voice with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Swipe, swipe..."

As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, countless figures retreated quickly.

In a moment, there were less than 5,000 people standing in front, and the 10,000 people were reduced by more than half in an instant.

"You don't even have the courage to stand at the top!"

Seeing most of the retreating disciples, a look of disdain flashed in Yuan Ran's eyes, and his words became even colder.

"Boss, this Emperor Yuan Ran is a man of true temperament!"

"I heard that Emperor Yuan Ran wants to recruit a personal disciple from among the disciples participating in the competition for honorable mentions!"

"Boss, what do you think of Emperor Yuan Ran?"

Hearing Emperor Yuan Ran's words, there was a hint of appreciation in Xiaojiao's eyes.

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian with a gleam in his eyes.

"This Emperor Yuan Ran's character, I think it's good!"

"It's just that this person wants to recruit direct disciples, even if he likes me, I can't see him!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of light flashed across.

"Boss, why?"

"Emperor Yuan Ran's strength is good, and his character, you also think it's good, why do you look down on him?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's heart felt a little bit later.

"This person's strength is still not enough!"

"The mere realm of the Emperor of Heaven is not worthy of being my master!"

A haughty voice sounded, and a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the double model of Emperor Yuan Ran shot directly at Mo Wentian.

Although Mo Wentian didn't mention his name by name, he couldn't tell why, he just felt that Mo Wentian's words were aimed at him.

His cultivation is in the realm of the emperor of heaven, and Mo Wentian said that he is not worthy to be his master, Yuan Ran felt angry instantly.

Yuan Ran's eyes were looking at Mo Wentian even more at this moment.

A look of disdain flashed in Yuan Ran's eyes when he saw that Mo Wentian's cultivation was only at the early stage of Tianzun.

"A mere ant in the early days of Tianzun, dare to speak nonsense, really a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and even said that the strong in the realm of the emperor are not worthy of being his master!"

"I want to see how capable you are!"

Na na murmured to himself, a cold light flashed in Yuan Ran's eyes.

At this moment, Mo Wentian was already remembered in Yuan Ran's heart.

"How capable am I?"

"Look at it!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of confidence.

"The rest of you are willing to participate in this next round of war!"

"In that case, let's start drawing lots!"

Emperor Yuan Ran looked at the remaining warriors and said coldly.

"Buzz..."

As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, figures landed on the ring.

One by one quickly began to draw lots, and each of them was extremely nervous at the moment.

After all, this battle is life and death, either life or death.

But since they have already made up their minds, they are not afraid of life and death.

"I am number one, I am actually number one!"

"I don't know who got number one. I hope the people who get number one won't be too strong!"

"I am Number Five, and anyone else is Number Five!"

"I am number eight, has anyone drawn number eight!"

"No matter what the number is, I will be the winner in the end!"

...

One by one crushed balls, one by one numbers, appeared in the void.

They panicked instantly, thinking that it was a scuffle in the arena, they hurriedly started looking for the person with the same number.

They want to be together, so the chances of victory are much higher.

A total of 4,900 people, these 4,900 people, each group of 100 people, a total of 49 groups.

"Boss, are you still going to draw lots?"

"Yeah, boss, you also go to the lottery to see who you are with, and you also find some people to accompany you!"

Seeing that everyone was drawing lots, Xiaojiao and Huantian urged Mo Wentian.

But Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with which number he drew.