That day was just a day for everyone to rest and prepare. Time flew by and no one spoke for the entire night. Everyone was focused on recovering and preparing for tomorrow's deathmatch. No one was sure they would win.
Twenty-one Supreme Gods and twenty-one Supreme Holy Lands. The Pan Family Holy Land and Nine Heavens Holy Land were one family and had a very good relationship. Their cooperation was far better than the cooperation of other forces, especially the Crazy Sect, Demon God Mountain, and the Sorcerer Race. These three forces were obviously not on good terms and would be more ruthless than others.
Ye Qinghan looked out of the window and pondered silently. If they were not careful in tomorrow's match, the lives of the Crazy Sect would be lost. He obviously did not want anyone from the Crazy Sect to die, not even one!
The stars stretched for thousands of miles. Starlight sprinkled down, and moonlight poured down like a waterfall.
There were no dark clouds and the pure night sky was unobstructed. However, the air was filled with an austere aura. There was no peace at all.
The night wind swayed and blew his black hair, covering half of Ye Qinghan's handsome face. He tapped on the window with his fingertips and thought to himself, "Tomorrow's match will definitely be decided by drawing lots. The key is luck. If my Crazy Sect wants to secure a spot, we must be in the top thirteen, which means we need to have more than one hundred and sixty points. We have the full score of Divine Stones, so we still have sixty points left. If the eighteen of us want to get sixty points, we need to win sixty matches. On average, we need to win three matches …"
It was not easy to win three matches in a battle between Kings, especially the Divine Sons and Divine Daughters of the Holy Lands. Their combat strength was even more terrifying than ordinary Kings! Life and death were on the line. Winning one match meant that one's combat strength was terrifying. Winning two matches meant that the chances were slim!
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The more Ye Qinghan thought about it, the more pressure he felt. Until now, the Holy Lands had not decided how many points they would get in the arena matches. The higher the score, the harder it would be for the Crazy Sect because they were two people short. Now, according to a hundred points calculation, Ye Qinghan felt that their chances of winning were not high. If it was two hundred points, their chances of obtaining the entrance would be halved. If it was three hundred points, the chances of obtaining the entrance would be very slim.
Ye Qinghan calculated the points according to each point and put the burden of the battle on Jiang Jingtian, Gu Qing Yu, Li Feng, Di Longtian, and Emperor Ye. He would have to bear double or even triple the pressure.
The darkness before dawn quickly dispersed. The red clouds rose from the east and shone on Ye Qinghan's face. His tired eyes were bloodshot. Ye Qinghan leaned against the window and rested for a while.
Two hours later, the noisy world outside woke Ye Qinghan up. He tidied up his clothes and walked out of the courtyard. When he came out of the city, he realized that everyone from the Holy Lands had already arrived.
The Holy Lords of the Holy Lands and the Serpent God had gathered together to discuss the points and rules of the arena matches. Ye Qinghan also came to the Holy Lords.
"Clan Lord Ye, how many points do you think we should set for the arena matches?" Mo Li asked in a deep voice. He obviously did not want the points to be set too high because he had the full score of God Stones.
"One hundred points. A Holy Land only needs to win one hundred matches. If there are too many, I believe that the Holy Sons and Divine Sons of the Holy Lands will not be able to bear it."
"I support a hundred points for the arena matches," the Second Sorcerer God said without hesitation.
Mo Li followed suit and expressed his support. One hundred matches would be enough. However, the other Holy Lands were obviously unwilling to accept this. They did not have as many God Stones as the three Holy Lands. They hoped to win more points in the arena matches.
Twenty-one Holy Lands. Ye Qinghan, the Second Sorcerer God, and Mo Li's support was obviously not enough. Even if the three Holy Lords who were eliminated did not have the right to express their support, the remaining sixteen Holy Lands were enough to push Ye Qinghan's decision.
"Two hundred points. Every force has to win two hundred matches. This is the bottom line that I can accept," the Black Tortoise Holy Lord said firmly.
Soon, the four Holy Clans expressed their support for the two hundred points system. Then, some forces with fewer God Stones also expressed their support. They hoped to suppress the Insane Sect, Demon God Mountain, and the Sorcerer Tribe's advantage in the later stages of the battle.
As long as more than ten Holy Lands supported it, the dust would settle. No one could change it.
The Holy Lords lowered their heads and discussed. They all expressed their support for the Black Tortoise Holy Lord's suggestion. Ye Qinghan's one hundred points system was overturned.
Ye Qinghan frowned. A two hundred point system would bring a lot of trouble to the Insane Sect.
"Since everyone agrees, let's go with a two hundred point system. We'll draw lots. All forces will send out their elites to draw two hundred lots and finish the battle. Every victory will be worth one point. No points will be deducted if they lose or draw. The final total will be the total points," the Second Sorcerer God quickly decided.
The drawing of lots was divided into two parts, the passive drawing and the active drawing. The passive drawing was naturally to put all the participating elites of a certain faction into the box for everyone to draw. Whoever drew their name would go up to the arena with that person. There were no tricks involved.
On the other hand, the active drawing was naturally to send out the strongest person to draw the other party's lot. This kind of drawing obviously had a higher chance of winning. Whichever side drew the lot first would definitely be the strongest.
After the Holy Lords finished their discussion, they all returned to their positions and chose their fighters.
The Insane Sect and the Supreme Holy Lands had no choice. There were only eighteen people in total.
Ye Qinghan gathered everyone and explained the rules. Then, he decided, "Jiang Jingtian, Gu Qingyu, Li Feng, Di Longtian, Emperor Ye, and Nangong Yunlan, six of you will take the initiative to draw lots. Each of you will draw eighteen lots. Every Holy Land will have to draw one lot. I'll draw thirty-six lots, so there will be one hundred and forty-four lots. As long as we win all of them, we'll definitely win the right to enter the arena. Of course, we won't take into consideration the 100% chance of winning. At the very least, we'll lose or give up ten lots. So, the remaining eleven people will have to win at least one round to get the right to enter the arena."
Everyone nodded as their fighting spirit soared. If the eleven of them won one more match, Ye Qinghan and the others could give up one more match and conserve their energy. One person had to fight thirty-six matches in the arena, which was extremely tiring.
Although Ye Qinghan was confident, he was not dizzy yet. After thirty-six rounds, he would probably be exhausted. However, in order to get the right to enter the arena, he could only choose to fight with all his might.
Jiang Jingtian and the others were under even more pressure. It would be fine if they met ordinary Kings and Divine Sons in eighteen rounds. However, if they met top-level Divine Sons, both sides would be injured, which would affect their future results.
"In order to obtain the highest chance of winning, all top-level Divine Sons must give up and admit defeat! Face is worthless. Only resources are, "Ye Qinghan said in a deep voice.
Everyone agreed. Even if they gave up the battle between the Divine Sons and Divine Sons, they would not get more than ten points. At most, they would get more than twenty points. The Insane Sect's luck would not be so bad as to keep drawing top-level Kings.
After deciding on the strategy, Ye Qinghan led everyone to the arena and prepared to draw lots.
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