There were 43 people in the Interior Realm, each occupying a position. Lou Xiaoyi was the first, followed by Marching Monk, then Third Watch, Hong Tiangang, She Yi, Hua Hu, Qing Xuan, Zhi Niao, Yi Lian … Bei Feng was the 31st. By the time it was his turn, the Interior Realm would have lost.
Lou Xiaoyi touched the long rope and sighed. He seemed to have played this in school in his previous life. During sports meets, everyone would support each other with their feet and line up in a staggered manner. In elementary school, they would pull until their necks were red. When they were in high school, they would occasionally organize a competition, but they did not put in any effort. Winning or losing did not matter, what mattered was that they rubbed against their female classmates …
Of course, he had his reasons for insisting on being the first! It was not that he was willing to be the first in the world, and it was not that he pitied others and shouldered the danger! There was no other way. He did not know what was going on in the Henghe Realm. If he dragged it on, he would definitely lose. He had to seize the time and settle this as quickly as possible!
He did not trust others? Could he beat them? What if he beat them and then slacked off? It was all a problem! He might as well do it himself and be straightforward!
Three people? He did not care! It seemed that ever since his Primordial Spirit stepped out, he had not fought seriously and killed many people. He was itching! It was rare to meet such good opponents, and it was a battle of Dao without karma. Where else could he find such a good thing?
The tug of war was about strength! There were countless Great Daos of cultivation, both innate and acquired. If each had its own Dao, it would be a mess. Therefore, in principle, no matter what Dao Realm you were in, what cultivation you were at, and what you were good at, the final result would be to transform all your abilities into strength. And this magical long rope would only accept strength and nothing else!
Even if you wanted to use other innate Dao states to change the Five Elements, Yin and Yang, it would be useless! The long rope refused to pass!
As for how to convert strength, everyone had their own way! Dao state conversion, elemental energy stimulation, bloodline growth, moving mountains and stars, it was all up to you!
Strength was the most basic thing that all cultivators could not get around. No one would say that they were not good at it. It was also the origin of Dao. It was the simplest, the most profound, and the most essential.
Therefore, since ancient times, there had been a lot of considerations involved in a tug-of-war. It was also the fairest method!
Lou Xiaoyi stood in the front row. Two thousand feet away were the geniuses of the Exterior who were lining up. At such a distance, their faces were almost touching. The Exterior cultivator closest to Lou Xiaoyi looked straight at Lou Xiaoyi with a cold, murderous look. It was hilarious!
There was still time. "Ma Lu, what's so strange about the guy I bumped into on my way here that you had to deal with him alone?"
Qing Xuan scoffed, "This person's Art of Supplementation is amazing. Listen to me …"
After a while, North Wind joined in. He was very curious about the tug-of-war. "What do you guys think about the odds of my Sky of Interior winning in a tug-of-war?"
Qing Xuan sighed, "Can you not be so childish? If it's just a tug-of-war, we shouldn't have agreed to this kind of competition!
The difference between ancient techniques and Waning Realm was in the application of Dao Realm concepts, never in the cultivation of magic power! Furthermore, which one of these people walked the path of Degenerate? It's also an ancient technique, but it's not recognized by the Sky of Interior!
There are many applications of power, but the core still comes from cultivation. The difference in numbers is obvious. I'm afraid we won't be able to win … "
North Wind nodded, "Yes, we all think so too. The key is in the fight. A tug-of-war is just a way to choose opponents! It's called a tug-of-war, but it's actually a disguised battle!
What countermeasures do you two have? "
Lou Xiaoyi chuckled, "What countermeasures? I say we should just lose to them on purpose and fight as fast as possible. Do you think the Sky of Interior will agree to that? "
North Wind was a little confused. This idea was unexpected, but considering that they had to help the alliance besieging Heng River as soon as possible, it made some sense. However, it was obvious that most of the geniuses of the Interior would not agree. They wanted to crush them in all aspects …
Qing Xuan came up with a bad idea, "Isn't it easy to lose? Don't go easy on them! There are three of us, and I'll pull a few trustworthy ones. If we all go easy on them, we'll lose even if we don't want to!
It's good if we lose, at least we can choose opponents immediately! "
North Wind was speechless, "Are you serious?"
Lou Xiaoyi was very serious, "Of course not! Looking at the whole process of the competition, in order to achieve the goal as soon as possible, we have to lose the first few matches quickly, and then we have to hold on. You have to give us time to fight, right? Can't you wait for me to finish and come out to see that it's all over? "
While they were joking, the Sky of Exterior was also done. They couldn't be blamed for dragging it out. When it came to forming a team, there were too many things to consider! There were always those who did not fit in, those who were aloof, and those who thought they did not need help from others.
When everything was ready, the Little Milky Way began to flicker. When the flickering stopped, it was time for both sides to fight!
Lou Xiaoyi got into a stance. He leaned sideways and held the long rope with one hand in front and one in reverse. It was a feeling he had not felt in a long time. At the beginning, he still had to try his best. At least he had to test his opponent's strength. That way, he could roughly see the overall strength of the Sky of Exterior.
Even if he wanted to lose the first match as soon as possible, there were different ways to lose. He couldn't be pulled up into the air, right?
The flickering of the Little Milky Way became weaker and weaker. When the flowing colors disappeared, it was time to fight!
Someone exhaled loudly and shouted with his Divine Sense. The long rope straightened instantly. The strength added to it was enough to drag a big planet! Under such a collision of strength that was far beyond comprehension, the long rope did not show any signs of breaking. It was as if it was just a few naughty children playing a game.
A real immortal's item was unimaginable.
Lou Xiaoyi tried his best, including Qing Xuan and the others … but the result was not good. After a few moments of stalemate, it slid firmly towards the Sky of Exterior. Although it was slow and there were some reversals in the middle, the trend was obvious!
Obviously, in terms of total cultivation, the Sky of Exterior had a considerable advantage!
This was expected! Although they were both Half-Immortal monsters, the difference was in other aspects. In terms of the fundamental cultivation of cultivators, the Sky of Interior did not have an absolute advantage! Even if there was a great disparity in numbers, it was a natural result.
This was the world of cultivation. There was no such thing as a fatty holding a rope and sitting on the ground. Perhaps everyone still had strength and room to explode. However, the problem was that the Sky of Exterior on the opposite side was the same.
With the movement of the long flag, the winner was decided. Next was the main event, the battle!
This time, Lou Xiaoyi was speaking to the marching monk. "Monk! I need time to fight! You guys have to hold on! You might have to go in when I come out! So we can't relax just because we have to fight! "
Marching Monk nodded silently. Looking at the current situation, there was no chance for him to play any tricks! After the Swordsman went in, even if he could end the battle quickly, how fast could the two or three opponents be?
If the Swordsman went to fight in the Milky Way, the tug-of-war outside would not stop. In other words, before the Swordsman came out, he might be pulled into the Little Milky Way as well!
The battle was not easy!
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