e-booksonline Chapter 435: Ten Thousand Clans Contest Begins! Monster Players Of All Races!
Chapter 435: Ten Thousand Clans Contest Begins! Monster Players Of All Races!
Before the Ten Thousand Clans Competition, the miners and the Eldar clansmen still hadn't seen Su Bai.
Because Uncle Li issued a death order, before the Ten Thousand Clans Competition, everyone had no choice but to disturb the Blue Star players who signed up for the Ten Thousand Clans Competition in any form.
The object of focus is Su Bai.
Now that Su Bai is the face of Blue Star, the importance is self-evident.
In this way, under the attention of everyone, the second Ten Thousand Clans Competition officially opened after Blue Star settled in the Endless Continent.
On January 1, 10347 in the Pantheon Calendar, the Holy Land of the Blood Race——
Mela Castle.
This is the ancient city of the blood-sucking land, and it is also the main city of the current blood-sucking land.
Like the last Ten Thousand Clans Contest, it was the turn of the vampire to host the opening ceremony, and the speaker on stage was the king of the vampire——
Della Cain Mortimer.
He was wearing a blood-red dress with a high stand-up collar that covered his face. When he delivered the opening speech, he could only hear a low voice, but could not see his appearance.
The style of Azrael's opening speech is completely two extremes.
Compared with the atmosphere of the latter, the former is like a child with autism, his tone is so cold that he doesn't speak, and his speech is protracted and long.
However, the content of the opening ceremony is not bad, and it doesn't matter whether you listen to it or not.
Those kings who came to participate in the opening ceremony behind were almost falling asleep waiting.
If it weren't for the opening ceremony of the Ten Thousand Clans Tournament, where there are kings in the alliance who need to attend, they might not be willing to come to the scene.
"Md, Mortimer is too annoying! Who wrote this speech for him, does he have a stutter?"
Red Dragon Queen Aphra slumped on her seat cursing, her expression full of impatience.
Eve of the elf species chuckled: "The queen is joking, Mortimer doesn't stutter, but just stays in the blood coffin all year round and is not good at talking."
Aphra pursed her mouth: "What's the difference between that and stuttering? Every day you know that you will be moldy if you stay in the coffin."
The other kings smiled knowingly, and the waiter next to him heard someone talking about his own king behind his back, but he didn't dare to speak at all.
Everyone knows the character of the Red Dragon Queen, who is irritable and irritable, and can fight anyone who comes when her temper comes up.
It's fine if it's the king of a high-ranking race. Those waiters who dare to say a few words are afraid that they will be torn to pieces on the spot, and their own king will never go to the Red Dragon Queen for such a small role as them.
Even if there is a verbal dispute, it will be nothing in the end.
The blood-sucking king Mo Dima finally finished reading the manuscript in his hand after more than an hour of grinding on Gaotai Mountain.
After the players who were invited to watch the ceremony below finished paying attention, he moved his steps and slowly returned to his seat.
He obviously has a slender figure, but he was forced to walk out of the feeling of a fat pig worm wriggling.
"Hurry up, you didn't say it's annoying, I'm tired of hearing it."
Aphra said to Mortimer impatiently: "Okay, I'm leaving, come back in a few days."
After speaking, she was ready to get up and leave.
Suddenly Azrael said: "Queen wait a moment!"
Aphra turned her head, only to hear her continue: "The Red Dragon Queen doesn't need to be so eager, isn't she even finishing today's opening game?"
Aphra frowned: "What's so interesting about this low-level battle?"
"Recently, because of the gang of Scourge Legion, the group of cubs in the clan are jumping more and more fiercely one by one. I am busy suppressing them every day, and I don't have time to play house with you here."
Azrael smiled and said: "The Queen is joking, the Ten Thousand Clans Competition is the highest-level competitive competition in the Endless Continent, so how can it be considered a play?"
Aphra snorted coldly and said, "Stop pretending. Who doesn't know that the Ten Thousand Races Competition is just for some geniuses who need fame to participate. The real core juniors of the major races, will you let them come out to participate?"
"These players are at best first-rate geniuses, and they are still far from real monstrous players."
Suddenly, Mortimer next to him slowly said, "That's not necessarily the case. There are quite a few real 'monsters' in this year's entry list."
As this year's organizer, Mortimer is very aware of the contestants.
"oh?"
Aphra frowned.
She has been busy suppressing the five-color dragons who challenged her throne recently, and she really didn't pay much attention to this year's Ten Thousand Races Competition.
I only heard Mortimer say like a few treasures:
"For example, Bolton from the Beamon tribe, Gale the demon hunter from the night elves, Well Kaze from the demon species, and Dupont Janet from the Flügel species..."
"as well as--"
"Blue star player, Su Bai."
"The above are all monstrous players who have attracted much attention this year."
Rao even Aphra couldn't help snorting after listening, and then looked at the kings present with surprised eyes.
"Are you really willing to let them out?"
You must know that these players are either descendants of the kings present, or the clan has high hopes, and they are very likely to inherit the throne in the future.
But without exception, these players are all monster-level geniuses that surpass their peers.
It can even be said that if the time goes back one or two hundred years, the kings sitting here will not be them, but these players who have read their names.
This kind of monstrous player is not available in every high-ranking race.
Dozens of high-level races and top-level races add up to less than a dozen people, and almost half of them participated.
Mortimer put Su Bai in their ranks, definitely not looking down on Su Bai, but a recognition of Su Bai's greatest potential.
The kings looked at each other, but did not answer Afra's question.
But they all knew in their hearts that the reason why these "treasure-level" geniuses in the clan were released to compete was all because of the secret trial not long ago.
Su Bai's performance inside really shocked the kings, and at the same time aroused their aggressiveness.
They want to try whether Su Bai who has the title of "Hero" is stronger, or the heirs carefully cultivated by their clan are stronger?
There are geniuses in every era!
Even if Su Bai defeats the ancient monsters in the secret realm, it doesn't mean that the kings have surrendered.
Whether it's a mule or a horse, you have to take it out for a walk to know its strength.
Seeing that the kings acquiesced to Mortimer's words, Aphra laughed and said:
"You guys are really willing! Haha, these players are all participating in the mid-level general competition area? Aren't you afraid that Su Bai will kill them?"
When many kings heard this, their complexions immediately darkened.
What is this, what is it!
If you don't know how to lie, just say a few words!
The king of the Beamon tribe first said in a low voice, "The strong of our family are not like the weak of some royal courts, they are just little monkey races. Where Beamon has passed, there will be no dregs left!"
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Xiuer, the king of the cat-ear clan who was also one of the five imperial courts, also had a gloomy expression.