"As for the second and third banquets, those are still a long way off. The second banquet seems to be a coordinated battle between male-female pairs? When the time comes, you might have to find yourself a girl. In the end, they'll probably calculate victory counts for both sides too! As for the third banquet, that one will be grand. It'll be a true ranking battle, sorting out the Ancient Banquet genius list. The higher your rank, the more points you get. In the end, they'll take the top hundred and see who's who, and who ranks higher," An Ning said.
After hearing that, Li Tianming's head started to ache. He could not help asking, "Doesn't that mean individual strength will find it difficult to truly alter the outcome of the Ancient Banquet?"
"Of course. At the very least, the first and second banquets have nothing to do with individual peak geniuses. If more people can rank high in the third banquet, it could reverse the results of one banquet, but the possibility isn't great. The Divine Emperor Banquet compares both sides' entire reserve of cultivated talents, not just a few peaks. That's what it means to compare foundations," An Ning said heavily.
"I understand. Geniuses may die, but the base number of geniuses won't die." Li Tianming nodded.
"What? You still want to turn the tide all by yourself, show off alone, and help Xuanting win the Ancient Banquet?" An Ning shot him a disdainful glance. "Although I praise you to the heavens, this isn't something human strength can accomplish. In previous Ancient Three Banquets, Xuanting couldn't win a single round, and the gap was rather large."
"How large?" Li Tianming asked.
"Look at the table. Seven dishes, three bottles of wine." An Ning rolled her eyes.
"Thirty-seventy?" Li