#1712 Clearance Take Off
"City Lord Sikong has a good strategy! It's also a good interest!"
"Since City Lord Sikong said so, then I have no reason to refuse..."
"In that case, let's start gambling!"
Jin Yu, the deputy head of the God Race Jinzun Temple, spoke, and then sharp rays of light flickered in his eyes, and the feeling was particularly profound!
In fact, Jin Yu, the deputy head of the God Race Jinzun Temple, also wanted to see where Sikong Jingyuan's confidence came from...
"Haha... Since it's a competition, it's better to compare the overall pass rate of all the assessments of the gods and humans. If it's just the pass rate of some practitioners, it's worthless."
Jin Yu, the deputy head of the God Race Jinzun Temple, narrowed his eyes, and then tied a sentence behind him.
In fact, it was also a secret warning, mainly because Sikong Jingyuan wanted to come up with something in this regard.
If the human race gathers the top 10,000 people, most of them will be peerless geniuses above the Seven-star Sanctuary, and the pass rate will naturally be greatly improved...
However, there is no need for comparison.
"This is natural, Deputy Hall Master Jin Yu doesn't need to worry too much!"
"Human genius! Start the assessment!"
Following Sikong Jingyuan's order, tens of thousands of cultivators immediately took off and rushed towards the blood sacrifice field.
Everyone's eyes are focused on this, and they seem to be looking forward to it...
The overall level of the genius cultivators of the human race is indeed a little worse than that of the god race...
Not long after entering the Blood Sacrificial Field, there were already many human race genius assessors with embarrassed expressions on their faces, and the blood on their bodies was also madly lost.
Once it reaches that point, it will directly self-destruct, resulting in an irreversible defeat!
The big situation is there, the situation is extremely critical!
"Human cultivators are vulnerable!"
"As far as their quality is concerned, it would be good to have a 5% pass rate!"
"Five percent? Hahaha... What are you talking about? Just this group of crooked melons and cracked dates, let alone five percent, I am afraid that three percent can't do it..."
"My God Race Tianjiao is comparable to these human races..."
The arrogance and arrogance of the Protoss are almost all engraved in their bones. They made a sound of arrogance and began to express their strength and invincibility...
The various gestures are displayed vividly and vividly, and they are also very real.
At first their conversation was the warmest, but gradually, their expressions gradually changed...
Two minutes have passed, and no human cultivator has been eliminated...
Tens of thousands of genius cultivators walked together in the blood sacrifice field. Every time they were about to reach their limit, what awaited them was not elimination and death, but... refreshed? become stronger?
Generally speaking, the whole blood sacrifice field is only three minutes away, but two minutes have passed now...
When it was about three minutes, the tens of thousands of people who were assessing people stepped onto the Blood Sacrificial Field one by one safely and successfully passed the first round of assessment!
What awaits them is endless cheers!
"One, two, three..."
...
"A thousand..."
"A thousand people have already passed, and no one has been eliminated so far!"
"The number of people passing through is still increasing..."
"Two thousand people...three thousand people..."
"Finally the first loser...it's so hard!"
"I'm going... Another one sprained his foot while walking and was eliminated by himself..."