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Chapter 1069

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Yan Mo City, Sprite Center, private training ground.

Mo Yan was leading Soroilhac and the others in their daily physical training.

After reaching the Heavenly King level, daily training could only help the sprites maintain their condition, and the improvement of their strength was negligible.

Origin comprehension, consciousness cultivation, extreme excavation, tactical system perfection, and so on, these were the methods for Heavenly King level sprites to improve in the later stages.

The last round of the Four Heavenly King ranking competition was about to begin, and there would not be any breakthrough changes even if they crammed at the last minute.

Therefore, Mo Yan only let his teammates train by themselves, and he carefully studied the information about Imperial Dragon Du that Zong Jie had collected.

Du was very strong, there was no doubt about that.

But no one could accurately predict how strong he was.

Even in the last Four Heavenly King ranking competition, he did not seem to have used his strongest lineup.

Coincidentally, Mo Yan was the same.

But after reading a lot of information, Mo Yan could roughly judge who Du's real main force was.

"Heavenly King Mo Yan, Heavenly King Du is here to visit, can you open the door?"

Miss Joey's sweet voice came from the wireless broadcast, interrupting Mo Yan's thoughts.

After putting away the information, Mo Yan got up and went to open the door.

The two had a good relationship, and they must have studied each other more than once in private, but if they really bumped into each other, it would definitely be a social death scene.

The door opened.

The high-spirited Imperial Dragon Ferry strode in and bumped into Mo Yan's shoulder as soon as he came up.

"Hehehe, it's finally our turn!"

Mo Yan's mouth twitched, and he reached out to invite Imperial Dragon Du in to sit down and chat.

"Hahaha, I just came to see if you secretly studied me. I won't come before the finals, so as not to affect your mentality."

"That's not necessary, as a senior, you must be under more pressure than me," Mo Yan said faintly, and Du choked.

"Forget it, I came to find you for business." Du waved his hand. He had seen clearly that he really could not beat Mo Yan.

"The last round of the Heavenly King ranking competition is between you and me, and the result will directly determine who the first Heavenly King belongs to. We all know this very well."

Mo Yan nodded, indicating for Du to continue.

"But above the Heavenly King, there is still the champion. Only the first Heavenly King has the right to challenge the champion."

Mo Yan continued to nod. He knew this as well.

"But do you know the rules of the final challenge?" Du became serious.

Mo Yan shook his head. Although he had his suspicions, he was too lazy to delve deeper into the matter since he had yet to become the First Heavenly King.

As long as he was strong enough, he could win all the way. If he was strong enough, he could just be reckless.

Du seemed to see Mo Yan's disapproval and his tone became more serious.

"The champion's position is not that easy to obtain. Not only does it require absolute strength, but it also requires prestige and contributions."

"First of all, strength. The regional champion must have the ability to fight one against three, continuously fight against the other three Heavenly Kings, and win.

In other words, 6 vs 18!

Secondly, the champion must obtain the approval of more than 70% of the people in the area, truly achieving the expectations of the people.

Finally, the champion had to have made at least three major contributions to the Alliance. The Alliance Headquarters had the final say on whether or not they met the requirements.

The first one is easy, but the last two are fishy, tsk tsk tsk … "

After Imperial Dragon Du finished speaking, he took a deep breath. When he first heard the requirements to become the champion, he was also shocked.

He lowered his head and looked at Mo Yan in shock … Hmm? Mo Yan frowned slightly. There was no shock in his eyes, only confusion.

"Don't you think this requirement is perverted?" Imperial Dragon Du felt that there was spit stuck in his throat.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Du who was taller than him. He said directly: "What I find strange is, isn't the champion's level a clear division?"

Imperial Dragon Du was stunned. His first thought was that Mo Yan was in front of him.

But looking at the other party's serious eyes, he opened his mouth and explained honestly.

"It's a clear division of ranks, but there are too few champions. It's normal for a region to not have one in a hundred years.

So the Alliance set the requirements for the regional champion's position. A Heavenly King who can fight one against three is definitely a top tier Heavenly King.

After meeting the requirements for reputation and contribution, it is not impossible to let him take the position. "

Speaking of this, Imperial Dragon Du seemed to have thought of something and added: "Of course, the Guandong region where the headquarters are located is excluded. The champion of the Guandong region must be a true champion."

"So that's why it has been empty all these years?"

"Yes."

Mo Yan nodded. The doubts in his heart were finally solved. At the same time, he realized how lucky he was to be able to have the champion Shi Ping as his teacher.

But Mo Yan thought back to the years when his master taught him. He did not seem to have asked him to become a champion's trainer.

On the contrary, he often encouraged Zhu Lan to fight for this position.

Could it be that his master saw that Zhu Lan's talent was higher than his, and she had a higher chance of breaking through to the champion level?

Luckily, he had the Power of Darkness.

If it really did not work, the Geng Gui had absorbed the Divinity. His racial talent could no longer restrict him. He could endure until he became a champion.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan was amused by himself.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you daydreaming about? There's someone in front of you!" Du could not stand it anymore and shook Mo Yan awake.

Mo Yan collected his thoughts and smiled as he retorted: "I'm happy to be able to defeat you twice."

"You, you, you … Where did the innocent and cute little Mo Yan go?" Du stared at him and pretended to be sad.

But in the next second, Du immediately returned to his high-spirited state.

"It's my turn to defeat you twice. When the time comes, don't look for your girlfriend to comfort you. Hahahaha."

"Just wait and see, single brother."

"…" Du was hit hard.

Du left and walked out of the training ground with bleak steps. Today was another day where he did not take advantage of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan turned around and sat down, deep in thought.

Du's trip brought a lot of information. In addition to what they had just talked about, the most important thing was that he hinted at one thing.

Until now, no one had taken the initiative to tell him about the arrangements after the qualifier. This proved that no one in the Alliance thought that he had the ability to sit on the champion's seat.

Even if there were, they did not know if Mo Yan knew about these things because they were not familiar with each other or did not interact with each other.

Mo Yan's connections in the Alliance were very shallow. In the end, only his "opponents" came to tell him these things.

Zong Jie's position was limited and could not take care of everything. This was not his fault.

Mo Yan thought for a long time and finally turned to look at the elfins who were working hard at training.

The champion's seat and the champion's trainer, he never wanted to be the former!

When his strength was there, why would he need to care about other rules?

Connections, he was the connections!

After thinking about this, Mo Yan was even more motivated. He did not want to look at Imperial Dragon Ferry's information anymore.

If he wanted to become a champion's trainer, why would he need to care about winning or losing a match?

He was just a whetstone!

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