Tribulation of Myriad Races-Chapter 1330: Fight For The Slots (3)

Dao King coughed and said, "There's no need to go that far. Just let those with the same cultivation level fight. If we allow them to jump stages, things will get too chaotic."

Su Yu sneered, "If you want to do this, sure. But I have my opinions as well. Also, we need to decide on the venues of the competition. For ninth-stage Cloudbreaches, I suggest we set the ancient city as the venue. This will ensure that nobody will die during the competition and things will remain peaceful. If you can agree to this, I can agree to your proposal. If not, I will object."

Could they pull any tricks in the ancient city? If they were willing to agree, the ninety slots would be as good as his. If they weren't willing to agree, they could drag this out and continue arguing.

Great Zhou King's flickered as he said, "In my opinion, we should hold the entire competition in the ancient city. This is the best way to maintain peace between the juniors. If you agree, you will have my support as well. Also, we need to set a limit to only one fight an hour to keep things under control."

Without any limitation to the time, a super expert could very well wipe everyone out. With a limitation of time, the weaker party could try to drag things out. In any case, there wouldn't be any killings in the ancient city unless one wanted to challenge the death spirits.

Great Zhou King was clear that if this competition was held, the human combatants would definitely be targeted by the other races. Thus, the ancient city would be the safest venue for the human combatants. At the very least, all combatants would need to think things through before killing anyone in there.

An ancient race expert said, "If the divines and devils are insisting that we hold this competition, I agree that we should hold it in the ancient city. It's pointless for these juniors to die before even entering the mansion. As for the number of candidates, that won't be an issue. Some races can send fewer combatants to let the divines, devils, and immortals send more."

"..."

The experts voiced their opinions one after another. Some agreed and some disagreed.

The idea was decent, but everyone was worried that the divines, devils, and immortals would take the chance to kill their juniors during the competition. Thus, the suggestion to hold the competition inside the ancient city was quite acceptable for many.

After killing someone in an ancient city, one would become a target of the death spirits. Thus, one would need to deal with the death spirits before killing more people.

Moge frowned while Dao King merely smiled. The white-haired divine king looked around, thought about it, and said, "Does everyone really think that the ancient city is a suitable venue? Don't forget that Mayor Su rules there."

Su Yu laughed, "What's the issue? With so many eyes on me, am I supposed to kill your juniors there? How boring. If I were to kill someone, my targets would be the Invincibles. But the Invincibles will all be observing outside the city, right? Are you worried that I will stab your geniuses in the back? That won't happen. By the way, I will seal the city during the duration of the competition. This will ensure that no outsider can interfere with the competition. I believe this is as fair as we can make it. With the city sealed, fairness is ensured. Of course, it won't be cheap to seal the city. I'll need you to pay me some heavenly source qi as the fee for my service."

Su Yu wasn't too opposed to the proposal either. After all, he was still a Cloudbreach. If they agreed to fight in the ancient city, he would join. He refused to believe any Cloudbreach could be his match. With the city sealed, he would essentially get ninety slots for free. Why would he say no to that?

Everyone was considering the proposal. Since everyone wanted more slots this time, it wouldn't be easy for them to reach an agreement by talking it out. The nine-leaf skylotus had complicated things.

As for the fact that Su Yu would be able to defeat all opponents of the same cultivation level, it didn't matter. It was very likely that he would really sell the extra slots in his hands.

Everyone was also thinking very hard about whether they could put forth a candidate that was unrivalled in the same cultivation level. If they couldn't, they would lose a lot. It was likely that they would end up with zero slots if they didn't have such combatants to offer.

Everyone sank into thought.

Suddenly, Great Zhou King asked, "Can the combatants enter the ancient buildings during the competition?"

Moge said, "If we do that, what's the point? Everyone will simply hide indoors. As long as one hides indoors, one will be guaranteed a slot."

That was not acceptable. That would render the competition pointless.

Great Zhou King said, "I'm just trying to clarify the rules before the competition. Also, are the ancient city residents allowed to interfere?"

"No." Moge said, "Great Zhou King, if the human race has the strength, you will naturally be able to get more slots. If not, just give up. Stop playing these cheap tricks. You won't go far with such trickery."

It felt as though Great Zhou King was thinking of every single loophole available. Moge was furious. Sure enough, the humans were cunning and treacherous.

Moge looked around and asked, "The devils will be sending eighty combatants for the competition. This is reasonable, right? One person per slot. If you can, feel free to eliminate all our combatants and reduce our slots to zero."

"The divines will be sending eighty combatants as well."

"The same goes for the immortals."

This time, they weren't asking for much. Compared to the number of slots they had asked for before, this was a lot more reasonable. Of course, it was also a demonstration of their confidence. They were confident that their combatants would get them the slots they wanted.

At this point, it was safe to assume that everyone had agreed to hold the competition. They were happy to test the strength of their competitors first. They could always start killing inside the mansion.

With the importance of the competition, the various races would be forced to send their elites. And that would allow them to get a good look at all their potential competitors. And this was enough.

***

Beside Great Zhou King, Heavenly Forge King looked worried. He spoke through voice transmission, "Old Zhou, this...isn't too advantageous to the human race. Humanity might be strong, but a competition like this will benefit the divines and devils more. We don't even have a Heaven Index genius to offer. Qin Fang, Huang Teng, and the others are quite strong, but not strong enough to get too many slots."

Great Zhou King replied through voice transmission, "Do you think we have any other choice? If we keep arguing, the human race will only end up with even fewer slots."

He opened his mouth and asked, "How about the two hundred slots promised to us?"

Moge said, "Each race will deduct from the slots they get from the competition before giving you what they promised. If they fail to get even one slot, you can settle the score with them. You were promised eight slots from the devils previously. If we can get enough slots, we will naturally give you what we promised. Do you think that we will renege on our words?"

Great Zhou King nodded and did not argue bother. If they could win enough slots from the competition, they would naturally give what they promised to the humans. If not, they would have nothing to give.

Unfortunately, the human race would likely receive fewer slots than promised through this arrangement.

They could only be confident that they would receive what the major races promised. Thus, a minimum number of slots was already guaranteed. If they wanted more, it would depend on their performance and luck.

Suddenly, Great Zhou King asked again, "Can anyone with one tri-life body participate?"

"No." Moge rejected without any hesitation, "Those with tri-life bodies are starting to step into the domain of time and space. It is inappropriate for them to participate."

He was mainly worried that the powerful Pseudo Invincibles of the human race, such as the First Divine Sect master or Zhu Tiandao, would participate. Those people were far too strong for their cultivation level.

The myriad races started discussing among themselves.

At that moment, a voice rang out in Su Yu's ears, "Little Su Yu, what about me? I don't have any candidates to fight for me. Do you have any extra combatants to spare? Lend me some or I will have to return to Old Wan empty-handed."

The moment Su Yu heard Lan Tian's voice, he shivered.

How uncomfortable.

He said, "Sect Master Lan, you're a ninth-stage Sunmoon as well. You can participate personally. It's not like you have a tri-life body. You can even call Principal Wan over. Both of you are ninth-stage Sunmoons..."

Those words of his stunned everyone.

What...were they supposed to do about people like them? Could Wan Tiansheng even be considered a ninth-stage Sunmoon? He had killed two Invincibles alone. Could he be considered a ninth-stage Sunmoon?

The other ninth-stage Sunmoons might as well give up. They might be able to put up a fight against him if all of them work together. Otherwise, they would be as strong as children before him.

Wan Tiansheng seemed to have lost some characters previously, so his strength had probably dropped somewhat. But he would still be far stronger than a regular ninth-stage Sunmoon.

Lan Tian exclaimed in excitement, "Right! I'm a ninth-stage Sunmoon as well! I have yet to fuse my dao! The dao of myriad races is too hard to fuse. I wasted a carrier treasure previously only to fail. I'm still a pure ninth-stage Sunmoon!"

The expressions of Moge and some other expressions started changing. Was this...really a good idea? These people were basically monsters. People like Su Yu and Lan Tian were absolute freaks. Nobody could contend against them in the same cultivation level.

They could probably still deal with Lan Tian with numbers. But Su Yu could easily wipe the floor with all the ninth-stage Cloudbreaches they could send. As for Su Yu, he had tossed the matter to the back of his mind. Rather, he was looking at the humans with a smile, wondering who their combatants would be.

The humans had been allowed to send seventy combatants. He could not think of many humans capable of wiping the floor with those in the same cultivation level. Most of the humans capable of doing that were from the older generations. A lot of them were already Invincibles. Very few of them were still stuck below the Invincible Realm.

If the humans got unlucky during the competition, they could end up with much fewer slots than before.

"Great Zhou King..."

Su Yu muttered as he sank into thought. The Zhou Family was an interesting family. Great Zhou King was strong. A generation below him, the Zhou brothers were very strong as well. But they had seemingly failed to produce any expert of note in the subsequent generations. They had produced Shan Xiong, but he wasn't even a Zhou.

And even Shan Xiong wasn't really that popular among his peers.

Su Yu knew a few experts from the branch families of the Zhou Family as well, such as Zhou Hongbo. He wondered if Zhou Hongbo was still alive. Then again, Zhou Hongbo did not seem too strong either.

Would anyone from the main Zhou Family participate? Su Yu had discovered that those from the younger generations were quite unimpressive. The Xia Family had produced Xia Huyou and Xia Cha. The Zhu Family had produced Zhu Hongwen, Zhu Hongliang, and Zhu Qingyan. But all of them felt too ordinary.

He raised his brow, wondering if they were pretending or if they were really so worthless.

Their seniors were too impressive while they were too ordinary. The second generation of the Zhu Family was so powerful. How did Zhu Hongliang's generation end up so weak? Was eating really all they knew?

Su Yu was doubtful, but he said nothing. Even if the humans were to end up performing badly, it would be none of his business. At times, having too many slots might not be beneficial either.

If one was capable enough, one slot would be enough. In truth, he also wanted to take a good look at the strength of the various races before entering the mansion. That was especially true for the ancient races. He had been quite curious about them.

He could also take this chance to see who among these people were cultural researchers. As of late, he had developed a great liking for the cultural researchers of the myriad races. He needed to memorize their faces to make it easier for him to harvest them in the future.