Mu Qianxi said: "The Holy Moon Clan, fifty people."
The Holy Moon Clan only has less than one-tenth of the number of members of the Holy Star Clan, and everyone feels that the Holy Moon Clan is destined to lose.
"Fifty, there are actually fifty?" They were also surprised.
After all, every year when Xingyue Holy Lake opens, a batch of people will be eliminated. According to their estimation, the Holy Moon clan only has twenty or thirty people at most, and these fifty people have exceeded their expectations.
Fifty tribesmen stood behind Mu Qianxi, a saint. They indeed showed spiritual master level strength, enough to participate in the battle.
The Saint Star Tribe side was in an uproar, "They...their strength has improved."
"This is impossible!"
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People of the same age group from the Holy Moon Clan and the Saint Star Clan are naturally familiar with each other.
Especially when there were some people here who absorbed a lot of holy power and fell into a state of decline.
However, now that they have climbed up to the spiritual level, they thought it would take at least ten or twenty years!
Mu Qianxi looked at the leader of the Saint Star Clan and said, "You members of the Saint Star Clan seem to be a little guilty because you have done too many bad things, and you are a little afraid of our revenge! Seeing how scared they are, are you sure not to add more people to your clan?
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The leader of the Holy Star Clan was stunned. They already had ten times as many people as the other party, and the other party asked them to add more people. Isn't this crazy?
"Nonsense, we are not afraid!"
"We could win before, but we can definitely win now."
"Saint Xi of the Holy Moon Clan, you are so crazy! You don't even have a Holy Son in your clan, and you are the only one supporting the show. I don't know where the confidence comes from?"
It is impossible for the Saint Star Clan to add more people. This is already the most people he has. They are not as talented as the stars like the Saint Sun Clan.
Mu Qianxi looked at Sheng Ning Hao and the elders and said, "Seniors, what do you think of this time that our Holy Moon clan members defeated the most enemies besides me and became the Holy Son of our Holy Moon clan?"
The Holy Son of the Shengyue Clan cannot be left vacant, mainly because after having the dazzling presence of Sheng Qingchen, no suitable one can be found.
Mu Qianxi looked at her brother who was like a breeze. However, the Holy Moon Clan must have felt guilty without her brother Shengzi. She had long wanted to fill this vacancy.
The clan leader and elders also agreed and said: "Okay!"
The leader of the Holy Star Clan said: "The location of the competition is in the Yuehua Mountains. If you, the Holy Moon Clan, lose this time, you will also give up the Yuehua Mountains."
Sheng Ninghao said: "What about you?"
"Cang Yue Valley on the right side of Yuehua Mountain Range." The leader of the Holy Star Clan said.
That was originally their territory, which they lost last year.
"Okay!" Sheng Ninghao nodded.
If he can win a piece, he believes that the Holy Moon Clan will get better and better, and one day the Saint Star Clan will spit out everything they have eaten.
The elder of the Shengri tribe said: "The two sides have reached an agreement, so please choose the location of the battle. Yuehua Mountains or Cangyue Valley. Shengyue Valley lost last year, it is up to you to choose."
Sheng Ninghao said: "Xiao Xi, you are the team leader, you make the decision."
"Of course it's the Yuehua Mountain Range, we're familiar with it." It just so happened that the first place she visited when she came to the Holy Land was also the Yuehua Mountain Range.
The rules of the competition are very simple. The younger generations of the two races enter the Yuehua Mountains and defeat each other in one day.
After dawn tomorrow, you can leave the Yuehua Mountains until noon.
Which clan can produce the most people, which clan will win?
There is a ten-fold difference in the number of people between the two tribes, one is fifty and the other is five hundred, so the Holy Moon tribe has no chance of winning.
After all, the Holy Star Clan can win as long as they keep one-tenth of their people.
Moreover, the Holy Moon Clan probably does not have the strength, causing the Saint Star Clan to lose more than nine-tenths of its people.
"The competition begins!" said the elder of the Shengri tribe.
Mu Qianxi waved her hand and said, "Let's go."
Fifty figures rushed into the Yuehua Mountains, followed by five hundred people from the Saint Star Clan.
It's just that they left a hundred people near the entrance, and the remaining four hundred people went to chase the Shengyue tribe.
In other words, even if the Shengyue Clan defeated those 400 people, they still had to come here before dawn to stop these 100 people and defeat them, so that they could win with less than 50 people. This was too difficult.
After they entered, the elder of the Shengri tribe opened a circular array.
Rays of holy light rushed out, and they could see everything happening in Yuehua Forest from outside.
A contest between two clans is not allowed to cause death.
The Holy Race is not that big, and the Holy Lord does not like people killing each other.
The people from the Holy Star Clan will soon catch up with the people from the Holy Moon Clan, and then they start to attack, and the people from the Holy Moon Clan scatter in all directions.
One of them was a poor little boy who was so frightened that he shivered, "There are so many enemies! It's so scary..."
In the chaos, he fled in panic and became lost with his team.
If you don't keep up with your own team, you will die faster.
An insignificant person, no one pays attention to her anymore.
Shengqiu said: "Saint Xi, give up! You can't win no matter what?"
"Tsk! I can't win, then think about how you lost last time?" Mu Qianxi chuckled.
"The last time is different from this time. Those people are too weak to be qualified to participate in this battle, including Sheng Yao. You underestimated us just because you won by luck last time. That would be a mistake." Sheng Yao.
Qiu Road.
"Really? Then let me see how much stronger you guys can be?"
Mu Qianxi raised her hand, and the dazzling holy light burst out.
Shengqiu said: "Come with me and pester her! She is the biggest trouble.
As long as you hang on to her, it won't take long for the others to take care of her."
The Saint Star Clan is definitely very generous, mobilizing two hundred people just to deal with Mu Qianxi alone.
"Boom!" However, the combined attack of two hundred of them was still easily avoided by Mu Qianxi.
Mu Qianxi appeared above them and said: "Shrouded in moonlight."
A full moon appeared in the sky, and these people could not get out of the place where the full moon's light shone.
Mu Qianxi trapped more than two hundred people in this way, and then said to her other companions: "I have them under control, you retreat first!"
"Yes, Saint!" The forty or so of them formed their own teams and flew in various directions.
Shengqiu said: "Don't let them run away, chase them! Don't let any of them go."
Those who were not enveloped by the holy light immediately chased after them, and a pursuit battle began in the Yuehua Forest.
Sheng Qiu said: "Sheng Jiuxi, so what if you sacrifice yourself to give them a chance to escape? How long do you think they can run? As for you, there are so many of us here, even if it is a waste, you will use up all your holy power.
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Mu Qingchen frowned slightly when she saw that such a little girl had to deal with more than two hundred people.
This is not easy to deal with, it will be very hard. Mu Qianxi said: "I am afraid that you will run away and be too lazy to chase you one by one, so I want to trap you all here! Who gave you the confidence to think that there are more people?
