Three Decisive Finals (I)

It doesn't matter what the Gods think.

People's joys and sorrows are not shared.

Just as the Gods don't care about the life or death of mankind, mankind doesn't care about the fall of the Gods either. Everyone is busy with their own calculations, and then, they arrogantly believe that they have seen the dawn of victory. So, in this world, it can be said that everyone, whether human or ghost, is showing off, and only those who run out of skills will be beaten by others.

Dai Yuhao, the God of Emotion, returned to the Dou Three God Realm.

During this time, God King Tang San also learned about the current situation.

But for the human world...

One day in the Divine Realm is equivalent to one year in the human realm.

The 365-fold increase in time speed meant that the one hour it took Dai Yuhao, the God of Emotion, to travel back was equivalent to fifteen or sixteen days in the human world.

Therefore, for Dai Yuhao...

When they left, the Third Division had just begun.

When they arrived, the Third Division was almost over.

All that's left are the team finals and the Individual Competition finals.

One fight a day.

That's exactly enough for two days.

Ye Qingcang was not in a hurry, because the outcome of the battle was already decided at this moment. Although it was a bit of a joke, it was something he and Qian Renxue had agreed on before the competition. As long as the Spirit Hall could advance to the finals, and as long as he could also advance to the finals, he would give the Spirit Hall one or two victories to ensure that the Spirit Hall would not suffer resource losses.

To put it bluntly, it's just a common saying among the people.

The common people's money is split 30/70.

The gentry's money was returned in full.

Although this goes against the spirit of competition, if the Spirit Hall can stand on the final stage, it means that the Spirit Hall has already defeated many people before. When it comes to matters involving their own interests, no one will hold back. Whether it's the six great empires of Dou Yi Xing Luo, Dou Yi Tian Dou, Dou Er Xing Luo, Dou Er Dou Ling, Dou Er Tian Hun, and Dou Er Ri Yue, or the many sects and academies such as Shrek Academy, Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Ming Sect, and Four Elements Academy, including the six holy temples and the Demon Clan, they will all fight for their own interests. Before this competition started, their respective races had already invested corresponding resources as prizes for the eighteen champions. It can be said that, without starting a war, the ownership of these eighteen champions will determine the rise and fall of a power or even an empire.

Therefore, don't think that letting one or two matches go can prove that the Spirit Hall is a bunch of weaklings. Every one of the 128 who made it into the top 128 is a weakling. It's just that Ye Qingcang and Qian Renxue have a good relationship. Moreover, he has no intention of using the Nine Divisions Battles plan to gain fame. Just as the Gods predicted before, this is just an excuse, an excuse to start a war. If there were no conflict, how could the Gods fight among themselves?

Ye Qingcang has a huge appetite.

What he wanted was never a divine position.

Rather, it is the right to explore the boundless starry sky.

Moreover, he has yet to reveal his biggest trump card. Although this trump card is a double-edged sword, hurting others will inevitably hurt himself, at least from another perspective, he doesn't think that Gu Xun'er will give up researching the many secrets he has exposed after helping him. But in any case, he now has the strength to perish together with the Divine Realm, but he is unwilling to press the self-destruct button.

To put it bluntly.

Take out the Jade Seal Machine.

Give Gu Xun'er a call.

Make the coordinates of the Douluo Plane public, and then have Gu Xun'er send a Dou Sheng over. Or even, you don't need to send Dou Sheng. Just pick a Dou Zun from the Ancient Clan and they can sweep through the Douluo Five Great Star Systems. Even if the Dragon God and the God of Creation were to be resurrected, a Dou Zun could kill them with a single slap. Annihilating planets and the Divine Realm with a single punch or kick would be a piece of cake.

However, if that's the case, his future becomes uncertain.

Was she captured and studied by Gu Xun'er?

Or will they be torn to pieces?

Anyway, he pressed the self-destruct button.

His Destiny was no longer in his own hands.

But things are different now. At the current pace and with the rules of the game, as long as he can persevere to the end and reach the level of a Title Douluo, which is nine ascensions, or even without perfect completion, he will have the strength to sweep across the Divine Realm. In that state, he already possesses the strength to rival the God of Creation, and he has taken half a step further than the Dragon God at his peak. Even on the Douqi Continent, he would be a standard Dou Huang. If he achieves perfect completion of the nine ascensions, he is even confident that he can rival Dou Zong.

From this perspective...

Isn't it better to develop steadily?

At least for now, he still has control over the pace of things.

At least his Destiny has never been out of his control.

Therefore, he never cared about the benefits and significance of the Nine Divisions.

This thing is just a tool.

It's like a card-dealing machine.

The cards have all been dealt.

This tool is now useless.

The rest is up to the players to decide how to fight.

It's a game of deception and reality.

It was still a bloody, head-on battle.

So, a very interesting scene unfolded: the match was supposed to start in half an hour, but just half an hour earlier, the fourteen members of the Spirit Hall Team were sitting in the Blue Tyrant Academy's private box, chatting and laughing with the fifteen members of the Blue Tyrant Team. The atmosphere was quite harmonious, even involving other people in the box. It wasn't noisy, but the atmosphere was quite enthusiastic, completely different from the mutual hostility that many people imagined. No one would believe that these were two teams that were about to fight each other in the finals, vying for the Champion Prize Money that could affect the rise and fall of a power or even an empire.

But this is precisely the scenario that actually exists.

Of course, there were also many disputes within it.

It's just not as explicit.

Take Yan for example.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

This famous simp.

Thanks to Hu Liena's affection for Ye Qingcang, he also lost his sense of propriety and started teasing Ye Qingcang. It can only be said that love makes people blind. If you don't really like someone, who would want to be a clown?

However, on the other hand...

Even if it's a run on the bank, it's done discreetly.

Aside from the slightly sarcastic tone, everything else is fine.

Perhaps it was out of consideration for Hu Liena.

Perhaps it was out of respect for Qian Renxue.

In short, between feeling humiliated and being angry, Yan chose to feel humiliated and angry.

Ye Qingcang turned a blind eye to it.

Give Qian Renxue and Hu Liena some face.

They didn't dwell too much on Yan's behavior.

To put it bluntly, Yan is currently at a level where if he were to be petty, he would appear aggressive.

It is said that adults don't hold grudges against petty people.

As long as Yan's performance is acceptable.

He really couldn't be bothered to argue with the other party about these things.

Of course, speaking of this, we have to mention Xie Yue, who is very perceptive. Whether he was helping his sister or simply wanted to save his friend Yan, he did step forward and pulled Yan aside. Although he didn't manage to get him out of the group, he did minimize Yan's presence as much as possible.

However, accidents often happen when the atmosphere is harmonious.

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Many people interrupted their conversations.

Or turn your head.

Or glance sideways.

Look towards the gate.

The private room fell silent instantly.

Ye Qingcang slowly put down the pudding in his hand.