Above the Sky Dome, the Red Skirt Woman watched with her mouth slightly agape as explosions repeatedly flared within the barrier. Of the more than one million participants, only one survived.
"You've really gotten yourself into huge trouble this time!" The ponytailed man shifted his gaze away from the battle below and looked helplessly at the Red Skirt Woman beside him.
"More than six million participants entered the second round, but fewer than two hundred thousand did not join the siege against Gu Ding. In the entire battlefield, only the Gu Ding Pirate Crew and those who hadn't pursued Gu Ding's group survived. All the other powerhouses perished. Aside from the enormous death toll, the final selection results are even worse. Among the Three-Star Asura powerhouses, other than the members of the Gu Ding Pirate Crew, not a single one survived. There are fewer than two hundred Two-Star Asuras as well..."
"I never expected Gu Ding and the others to possess such abilities... As the supervisor of the Selection Tournament, I only have one chance to alter the rules during each selection. Once the rules are changed, they cannot be reversed. Besides, unless something like the Calamity Beast appears and disrupts the balance of the rules, we aren't allowed to interfere with anything that happens in the Selection Battlefield. Things turning out like this can't be entirely blamed on me." The Red Skirt Woman was still making excuses.
"I'm not one of the Elder Council from your Adjudication Hall. Go tell them those excuses." The ponytailed man turned his head aside and looked down at Gu Ding's group again.
"Hey, you were here too! If I'm responsible, you can't be completely uninvolved either, okay? Hurry up and help me think of a way to deal with those old men and