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"Those in the top hundred are all sergeants!"
"Those below 100 are all ordinary Immortal guards!"
"The rules for the Myriad Heroes to choose talented individuals is also very simple. They choose strategy and force!"
"Strategy is the way to lead troops into battle. Martial power is the power of a person's cultivation."
"The final two statistics are your final results!"
"The first stage!" "Martial fight!"
"You have a total of 47,852 participants!" They will be divided into forty-eight groups! There are one thousand people in each group! "
"Out of one thousand people, choose one hundred to enter the next round! The other 900 people have all been eliminated! "
"All of you will enter the painting and be separated into your own battlefields. Each one of you will fight to the death and the victor will be the king!"
"Death will automatically be sent out of the map during the competition. It won't actually kill you, but once you die during the competition, that's the same as being eliminated!"
"Everyone, please pray for your blessings!"
"The match begins!"
With Kou Zhan's order, everyone was forcefully sucked into a picture while they were still in a daze.
Fang Qi felt dizzy. He subconsciously wanted to resist, he knew clearly that this should be the energy being absorbed by the painting.
If he wanted to forcibly break free from this restriction, it would not be a problem. However, at this moment, he did not want to do so.
Since he had decided to participate in the Assembly of Ten Thousand Heroes, he naturally had to continue participating. He wanted to see just how many methods were still involved.
Many thoughts and thoughts gathered in one place, causing Fang Qi's expression to involuntarily change.
Fang Qi gradually resisted, and after a moment of intense dizziness passed, his eyes gradually lit up.
Fang Qi's gaze swept across the forest. There were very few people around, and basically not many people could be seen. Beside him, all of the cultivators from the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Manor were all gone, and only Xu Zhong stood beside him with a face full of astonishment.
At this moment, Xu Zhong's hand was grabbing onto Fang Qi's sleeve, probably because of this, they were teleported together.
"This method of selection... Interesting. "
Fang Qi chuckled, there were only two stages in total.
After that, he would use a strategy to filter out the remaining people. The final ones would be the elites!
And finally, the remaining 1000 people would be further divided into layers.
For example, the chief commander could be appointed commander of a thousand men.
"We still have 999 people in our district!"
"Kill one person and save one point!" "The final result!"
A cold voice suddenly came from the sky, Fang Qi's gaze slowly changed, he wanted to force them to kill each other!
It wouldn't have mattered if he didn't have the words from before, but now … Calculate the score in headcount.
For those cultivators who wanted to obtain a good ranking, this was the best chance to earn points!
Right now, the cultivation levels of these cultivators were uneven, and there was even a large portion of them who were in the True Immortal Stage.
If those Sixth Cycle Seventh Cycle Golden Immortals fought against some True Immortals, it would be a massacre!
In order to earn more points, they would definitely kill someone without a care …
Fang Qi heaved a sigh of relief. The Myriad Heroes Guild's rules were quite sinister. According to their thinking and speed, it wouldn't be long before there would only be a hundred people left out of a thousand …
"Xu Zhong, follow me. Let's begin the slaughter banquet!"