The old man Shenzhu never thought that there would be one hundred and fifty disciples participating in the training this time.
When he came back to the Divine Heaven Realm, he knew about this matter. In the past few decades, no disciple wanted to take the initiative to participate in the training. Even if there were disciples who wanted to participate, it was only a few people. Even the basic There were dozens of people who couldn't even get together.
But this time, one hundred and fifty people signed up to participate, which was beyond the expectations of the old man Shenzhu.
Among the disciples who signed up to participate, except for six whose cultivation levels reached the realm of Heavenly Saint, the rest were only at the level of Heavenly Emperor's perfection.
Although the cultivation of these disciples is only perfected by the Emperor of Heaven, the fact that these disciples can sign up to participate shows that they have this confidence.
"Boss, Senior Shenzhu is really good at praising these disciples!"
Listening to the words of the old man Shenzhu, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"Appropriate encouragement is also very helpful for improving the strength of disciples in the world!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, what you said makes sense!"
Hearing this, Huantian gave Mo Wentian a thumbs up.
In his heart, Huantian recognized Mo Wentian's words. He had been following Mo Wentian for such a long time, but he had often been encouraged by Mo Wentian. He knew the effect of this encouragement.
"Did I hear correctly? Master Shenzhu actually praised the disciples who signed up to participate in this experience, and he did so in front of all of us!"
"If I had known that Master Shenzhu would praise you in public, I should have signed up to participate!"
"Yes, it is a great honor to be praised by Master Shenzhu!"
"Lord Shenzhu was an old man in our divine world a million years ago. He is a legendary figure in our divine world. It is such an honor to be praised by him!"
"It's good for Lord Shenzhu to be our controller. Not only does he distribute a lot of cultivation resources to us, but he also treats his disciples very fairly!"
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As Lord Shenzhu said these words, countless disciples from the Shentian Realm began to discuss.
They looked at the old man Shenzhu with expressions full of respect.
At this moment, some disciples even regretted not signing up to participate in this training competition. If they had signed up, they would also be praised by Master Shenzhu.
At the same time, the disciples who had signed up to participate all bowed slightly to the old man Shenzhu, and there was a hint of determination in their eyes.
"Old Shenzhu, you haven't announced the rules of this competition yet!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the old man from Ancient Books looked at the old man from Divine Pearl and said in a deep voice.
"Old man from ancient books, these one hundred and forty-four people are participating in the training competition. How do you think the rules of this competition should be set?"
Hearing the words of the old man from the ancient book, the expression of the old man from Shenzhu instantly became serious.
"The rules of this competition?"
"Now that everyone has arrived in front of the ring, let's have a ring battle!"
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books, and he said in a deep voice.
"An arena battle?"
"Old man from ancient books, do you think Mo Wentian can be the winner in this ring battle?"
At this moment, the eyes of the old man Shenzhu couldn't help but look towards Mo Wentian among the crowd, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
"Old Shenzhu, don't underestimate that kid Mo Wentian!"
"That boy's strength will always make you and me look at him differently!"
Looking at the old man of Shenzhu and the ancient book, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
At this moment, the old man from the ancient book thought of Mo Wentian's battle with Si unlike in the depths of the Qitian Mountains. Si unlike was a monster in the realm of heavenly saints. Mo Wentian fought with him and did not lose.
What's more, these disciples participating in the training competition are just some perfect disciples of the Emperor of Heaven.
In the opinion of the old man Shenzhu, Mo Wentian can definitely stay in this training competition.
"Old man from ancient books, you are right!"
"In that case, I don't need to take special care of that boy Mo Wentian. Whatever the rules are, those are the rules!"
Listening to the words of the old man from the ancient book, the old man Shenzhu secretly made a decision in his heart.
Originally, the old man Shenzhu had planned to take special care of Mo Wentian. After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation was the worst among the disciples participating in the training competition.
But after hearing the words of the old man from the ancient book, the old man from Shenzhu instantly felt relieved about Mo Wentian.
At this moment, the old man Shenzhu also instantly decided the rules of the experience competition.
"That's right!"
"That boy Mo Wentian doesn't need us to worry. Don't forget, that boy Mo Wentian is the descendant of that man. Why do you and I need to worry!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, deep in the eyes of the ancient old man, a touch of admiration rose, which was a kind of admiration for the strong.
"Um!"
Hearing this, the old man Shenzhu hummed and nodded.
"Lord Shenzhu, what are the rules for this competition experience?"
At this moment, among the crowd, a disciple from the Divine Heaven Realm stood up, looked at the old man of Divine Pearl, and said respectfully.
"The rule for this assessment and training is the ring battle!"
"You should also know that there are a total of 150 disciples who signed up to participate in the training this time, but six of your senior brothers and sisters have reached the realm of heavenly saints!"
"The six of them will not compete with you for now. The six of them will definitely enter the training. I don't need to tell you that you know that this training is not just a simple training, but also related to our ranking in the divine world. !”
"Therefore, we have to select the disciples who enter the training, and they must be the strongest disciples!"
Looking at the countless disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm, the expression of the old man Shenzhu instantly became serious and he said coldly.
"Boss, what Senior Shenzhu means is that the six Shentian Realm disciples who have cultivated in the Heavenly Saint Realm must enter the training!"
"Isn't that equivalent to the fact that the quota of ten people for this training is reduced by six, leaving only four quotas!"
Hearing the words of the old man of Shenzhu, the light in Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly surged. He looked at Mo Wentian and blurted out almost subconsciously.
"That's right!"
"There are only four places for this experience, which is equivalent to choosing four out of one hundred and forty-four people!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, there are four people selected from the one hundred and forty-four. The competition this time is really not small!"
"Those who have reached the realm of Heavenly Saint do not need to participate in the training. It seems that there are benefits to having a high level of cultivation!"
Huantian's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder. Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head and said in a deep voice.
"For ordinary people, cultivation is a symbol of strength, so it is naturally very important!"
A faint light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a complicated look flashed in Huantian's eyes.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"The rules of this competition are ring battles!"
"There are a total of one hundred and forty-four people competing, so they will be divided into twelve groups, with twelve people in each group."
"As for which of these twelve people are specific, it will be decided by drawing lots!"
At this moment, the cold voice of the old man Shenzhu resounded in the void.
There are a total of one hundred and forty-four people, divided into twelve groups, exactly twelve people per group.
The old man Shenzhu thought very clearly. As for who their opponent was in this competition, drawing lots was the fairest.
It turned out that the old man of Shenzhu wanted to take special care of Mo Wentian, so he wanted to group them according to their cultivation level, but the old man of the ancient book was right, Mo Wentian did not need his special care.