Five experts of the Ancient Bloodline who had reached the peak of the Ninth Order of the Saint level and twenty-five experts of the same level were enough to move everyone.
Moreover, such a round number meant that it was very likely that this was not the full strength of the Mang Flame Clan.
On the other hand, the Human Race Alliance's army was far behind. Including the experts of the Human Race Alliance, there were only sixteen people who had reached the peak of the Ninth Order of the Saint level.
There was a difference of almost half.
Moreover, apart from the Human Emperor Palace, Asura Palace, and Abyss Palace, there was no one else who could compare to these five people.
Although it was said that those who were defeated could not continue to participate in the competition, even if one of them was defeated, could every Level 9 Sage-level Peak expert of the Human Clan Alliance defeat two of them if the difference in strength was not too great?
The possibility of this was extremely low.
Moreover, in terms of heritage, the 6th ranked Mang Flame Clan had undoubtedly surpassed the Human Race's Allied Army in every aspect.
"Can you make a move?"
Fenghao's eyebrows were deeply furrowed as he asked in his mind.
He believed that if Xiao Qiu made a move, no matter how many experts the Mandrill Clan had, they would be able to win easily.
The Sky Overlord Sacred Ground was the best example.
"If I make a move, it's very likely that some old monsters will come …"
Xiao Qiu's gaze became somewhat strange. He glanced at the stunned Feng Hao and asked again, "Are you sure you want me to make a move?"
"This …"
Feng Hao frowned and pursed his somewhat dry lips. He was rather conflicted.
Indeed, he had Xiao Qiu on his side, and the Mandrill Clan also had a Divine Master. Did their Divine Master not leave behind some special methods?
That was clearly impossible.
Therefore, once Xiao Qiu made a move and broke the current balance, it would cause a series of changes.
Of course, even if some people or creatures were sealed, once they walked out of the seal, there would be no turning back and they would also disappear in the endless passage of time.
Because of this reason, many people would not easily use their foundation unless they were forced to, unless it was a matter of life and death.
However, if Xiao Qiu made a move in a high-profile manner, then the Mandrill Clan would definitely fight with all their strength.
"I can only take it one step at a time."
Feng Hao sighed softly. He walked to Dongfang Zheng's side and told him everything he knew. Dongfang Zheng's expression immediately became grave.
Although they knew the strength and trump cards of the enemy, the current Human Race did not have the strength to turn the situation around.
After pondering for a while, Dongfang Zheng gathered with the people in charge of the Asura Manor and Nine Nether Mansion to discuss the matter.
They could fight among themselves, but in such a big situation, they would still unite as one to face the external threat.
"You want to weaken our human race?"
Fenghao cast his gaze into the distance, and just happened to see two pairs of sharp eyes.
It was the remaining two of the four Great Guardian Deities. Next to them was the man with the Wildflame Race Divine Master body, who was also coldly scanning the Human Race camp.
The Four Great Vajras had the body of a Divine Master, but now that two of them had been killed, it was equivalent to one of the Divine Master's arms being chopped off. Their strength had been greatly reduced, and they could no longer compare to the people with the body of a Divine Master.
This kind of hatred was carved into their bones. The Wildflame Race could not swallow this insult. They did not make a move in time and instead chose to retreat. This meant that an even bigger storm was brewing.
Feng Hao's eyes turned cold as he muttered. "Then they should be prepared to have their teeth broken."
Just as they were glaring at each other, one of the people in the sixth arena escaped from the arena in a sorry state. The people from the surrounding races all looked at the tall figure in the arena in fear.
Feng Hao also noticed that the tall figure seemed to have been in the arena from the beginning. He had already defeated more than a dozen opponents, but he wasn't injured. His expression didn't change in the face of the so-called 'wheel tactic', and he easily knocked off the stage one after another.
This kind of strength caused many people to exclaim in admiration. Fenghao reckoned that even though this person couldn't be considered to have the body of a Divine Master, he definitely had an ancient bloodline. Hence, he was able to suppress an expert from another race.
After the last powerhouse fled the arena in a sorry state, this race seemed to have given up. After a few minutes, they didn't send a single person into the arena. In the end, they chose to retreat.
If they sent any more people into the arena, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths. They didn't want to lose too many of their powerhouses here. Otherwise, it would bring a great disaster to their race.
Soon, as this race left the arena in defeat, the sixth arena became empty.
Next, it was time for the battle between the Human Race and the Mandrill Flame Tribe.
On the high platform, an old man beside the white-haired old man made the announcement. Many people's gazes were focused on the arena. Looking at the two races that were gradually approaching the sixth arena, they couldn't help but sigh.
A few years ago, the Human Race wasn't ranked in the top hundred. However, in a short hundred years, it had gained the qualifications to compete with the top six races. This kind of leap could be said to be godly.
This was also the foundation of the Human Race. No matter what, they had three great Divine Master bodies. Now that they had gathered together and appeared at the same time, it would be hard for the Human Race not to become stronger.
After all, the other races knew about the fame of the Human Race's three great Divine Master bodies, so they weren't surprised.
However, the three great Divine Master bodies hadn't matured yet. Such a rash battle wouldn't bring them any benefits.
On the surface, the difference between the Human Race and the Mandrill Flame Tribe was huge. It wasn't proportional. Whether it was the number of experts or the existence of peak strength, the Human Race was far inferior to the Mandrill Flame Tribe.
Therefore, many people inwardly mocked the Human Race for being brainless and waited to see the joke.
Everyone knew that if the Human Race was defeated, even if the alliance didn't disband, their morale would be low. At that time, they wouldn't be able to achieve anything.
Therefore, everyone in the arena hoped that the Human Race would be defeated. They didn't want to see the race that they could bully become stronger.
Just as they were pondering, an old man in a green robe walked out from the Mandrill Flame Tribe's camp and directly stepped into the sixth arena.
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