“It’s really ugly, gods.”
Looking at the dissatisfied gods above who were provoked by Bergamo, Sun Wutian sneered with disdain.
“Nani!”
“People from the seventh universe, this is your fault.”
“That is, if it weren’t for Sun Wukong, why would Master Quan Wang want to clear the universe?”
“This is all your fault!”
Glancing at the clamoring gods with cold eyes, Sun Wutian smiled coldly.
“Have you all heard what the great priest said?”
Sun Wutian’s words directly aroused public anger.
“You kid from Universe 7, what are you talking about?”
“What a man without quality.”
Hearing everyone denouncing Universe 7, Bergamo’s lips curled up in a smile of success.
“That’s it, this is all the fault of the seventh universe,” the Kaioshin of the ninth universe laughed extremely arrogantly.
The high priest kept smiling all the time, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes as to what this human was going to do if he caused public outrage.
“Haha,” Sun Wutian sneered and glanced at the ugly gods on the scene, “a group of mentally retarded people who go out without thinking. The great priest just said it very clearly. Originally, Lord Quan Wang planned to clear out the redundant universes, but the old man The Conference of Power proposed by Dad just gives you universes with low per capita levels a chance to survive. Otherwise, would you still be able to stand here well now? You garbage in the Ninth Universe, with all due respect, you Ninth Universe are all Rubbish.”
For a moment, the air became quiet.
The gods were stunned and looked at Sun Wutian who was provoking the ninth universe on the floating seat of the seventh universe with disbelief.
Where did this human being have the courage to say this, with his arrogant tone, arrogant attitude, and arrogant and domineering provocation to Universe 9?
Where did he get the courage…
For a moment, everyone’s eyes were focused on Beerus, the God of Destruction of Universe 7.
Beerus raised his forehead helplessly, don’t look at me like that, how the hell did I know that this ancestor directly fired the map cannon to taunt the entire map.
“When did Brother Xiao Tian become so good at attracting hatred?” Ke Yajiao’s face was full of surprise. This was completely different from the shy little boy in her memory.
“This bastard really thinks that our ninth universe is easy to mess with,” the Kaioshin of the ninth universe glared at Sun Wutian angrily.
“What’s wrong?” Sun Wutian looked down at Bergamo condescendingly. This old boy has a way of provoking people. No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants, and they are still not enough in front of the elephant.
“Are you looking down on our ninth universe? Kid,” Bergamo’s vulture stared hard at Sun Wutian.
Unexpectedly, Sun Wutian just shook his finger lightly, “No, no, no, I’m not looking down on you, I just… completely ignore you. You are… very weak to me, so weak that… I don’t even have the interest to transform.” nothing.”
Sun Wu condescendingly despised Bergamo and glanced at Basil and Lavanda on the floating seat. To deal with their so-called dangerous trio, he could think highly of them if he could open the Kaio Fist.
After listening to Sun Wutian’s words, the Ninth Universe exploded and spit out all kinds of swear words. The environment here will not be polluted.
“Stop it, everyone in Universe 9.” Just as the people in Universe 9 were scolding, the great priest stopped them. He glanced at the Kaioshin of Universe 9 with a dark look, “If you don’t want Lord Quanwang to eliminate them directly, As for your universe, just keep going!”
Faced with the warning look in the high priest’s eyes, Universe 9 was immediately frightened.
“You’re almost done, Sun Wutian-san,” the great priest looked at Sun Wutian, “It’s okay even if you have to divert everyone’s hatred away from Sun Wutian-san.”
Sun Wutian shrugged to show that he heard.
“Huh, just in time, let me convey the rules of the Tournament of Power formulated by Mr. Quan Wang!”
The high priest coughed lightly and began to explain the rules of the Tournament of Power.
The rules are similar to those of the No. 1 Martial Arts in the World.
No weapons allowed.
Can’t kill.
If you are kicked out of the game, you lose.
Flying skills such as Dance in the Sky are invalid, which means that no one can use flying skills unless you have wings or something like that.
The game time is forty-eight minutes based on Earth time.
Except for the first universe, the twelfth universe, the fifth universe, and the eighth universe, the two pairs whose ratio is more than seven are not used in the competition. The remaining eight universes have 80 people in a big melee.
When the game time is up, if there are still a lot of people left, then the universe with the most people wins, which means this is a game that tests teamwork.
Or the game time has not yet come, but there is only one person left on the field, that is also considered a victory.
“Well, Lord High Priest,” Sun Wutian suddenly interrupted during the High Priest’s explanation, “What if there are only two people on the field when the time comes.”
The high priest paused and said, “This depends on Lord Quan Wang’s opinion.”
“That’s it,” Sun Wutian nodded and gave Sun Wukong a look that said, “You can figure it out yourself, I’ll do it for you.”
Speaking of this, Sun Wutian does have his own selfish motives. He is not sure where the soul of Keya or himself will go if they are destroyed, whether to disappear directly or to travel again.
It’s easy to say that it has been cleared. The power of the super dragon claims to be able to fulfill any wish. Just resurrect the dragon, but if it travels to other unknown worlds, it will be over.
After Sun Wukong’s efforts, the King of All decided that if there were really two universes left, then the two people could discuss their wishes, otherwise the King of All would just go all out and destroy both universes together.
