When the words of the person in charge of lv8 Grand Master fell.

Everyone who originally didn''t care suddenly stared, including the instructors who led the team.

Points are allocated for the victory or defeat of the first match?

If China gets 350 points, it will get 350 grams of spirit source liquid?

One integral, one gram of spiritual source solution?

This competition system... Why didn''t you say it in advance?

Everyone took a breath.

Yang Zhengguo suddenly laughed and his beard trembled.

Emma

It''s so cool!

Originally, I thought that the spirit source liquid would be distributed only after the three game system was completed, but no one thought that the spirit source liquid could be distributed just after the first game.

The person in charge of the level 8 Grand Master glanced at the crowd.

Although, the instructors of the three federations looked at him angrily.

However, he did not care at all.

After all, as the person in charge of this crucial competition, he comes from the global dreamers'' Federation of trade unions and is the great master who enters the master''s hall.

Their status and status are much higher than those of these instructors.

"This competition rule is made by several dreamers... If you have doubts, go to the dreamer."

The person in charge said faintly.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several instructors converged a lot.

"The second is the polar Federation, with a total of 310 points, points of spiritual source fluid, 155 grams."

Responsible for humanity.

The instructor of the polar Federation suddenly stared.

"Why did you deduct half?"

The person in charge frowned slightly.

"This is the rule made by the dream maker... First, get the spiritual source liquid in full, second, half the spiritual source liquid, third, get a quarter of the spiritual original liquid, and then rank, no spiritual source liquid."

The words immediately caused a great commotion.

The head of the Western Federation, his face is black.

They could have won the third place, but Millie didn''t get points because she was forced out of the black tower, so she was overtaken by the Eastern Federation and the polar Federation and ranked fourth.

As a result

Fourth, there is no spiritual reward?!

Millie''s face turned pale. Her mental state was much better under the treatment of mengka, but her whole body shook when she heard the news.

Depressed, almost vomiting blood.

She was the tallest climber except Su Fu.

But... In the end, he became the one who lagged behind.

My heart was filled with regret.

The person in charge didn''t say any more, just waved his hand

"The first game is over. Don''t tangle. There are also the second and third games in the competition... Let''s prepare well. To tell you the truth, there will be spiritual reward in each game and give full play to our strength."

Finish.

The person in charge, he took his hands and floated away.

The instructor of the Western Federation looked very dark.

Yang Zhengguo laughed constantly, and his voice was constantly transmitted into each other''s ears, which filled each other''s heart.

Soon, the great master who left appeared again.

In his hand, he was holding two test tubes closed with silver metal.

"This is 350 grams of spiritual source liquid, which belongs to the reward of China."

Responsible for humanity, he handed the metal test tube to Yang Zhengguo.

A halved metal test tube in the polar Federation, and even less spiritual source fluid in the Eastern Federation.

Yang Zhengguo loved playing with it.

Jun Yichen and others are curious.

Su Fu had already recovered to be alive and looking at the test tube.

This is the spirit source liquid brought from the heaven level gate. It is said that the effect is very good and effective for the dreamer.

"Don''t worry, the spiritual source fluid will be distributed according to everyone''s contribution..."

Yang Zhengguo smiled.

He did not show his spiritual source in front of a group of black faced great masters.

Yang Zhengguo returned to the hotel with Su Fu and others.

Perception spread, turned into a barrier, covering the whole hotel.

Conference room on the top floor of the hotel.

Ten members of the silver dragon list sat among them.

Yang Zhengguo grabbed the test tube and sat on the throne.

"First of all, congratulations on winning the first game and getting a reward of 350 grams of spirit source liquid."

"Although it''s only 350 grams, but now this spiritual source liquid, if converted into money, is at least equivalent to tens of billions. It''s not too much for one gram and one hundred million, and it''s the kind with price and no market."

Yang Zhengguo sighed.

Even he was a little excited.

Of course, as a great master who participated in the tianlvmen war, he himself got the source liquid, so he would not take it personally.

Dream makers choose to take out the source solution to cultivate the younger generation.

If Yang Zhengguo dares to embezzle, the dreamers will let him understand why the flowers are so red in an instant.

……

In the base.

In the Qianyuan Dynasty, Hank and his dreamers returned in the air.

Stepping into the base building, a man in white overalls bowed and nodded respectfully to them.

Qianyuan and Hank went straight to the depths of the base.

Today''s western Xinjiang city is as tight as China''s Kyoto.

Even more than.

Because there are more dreamers in town than in Kyoto.

The metal gate opens.

Step into the empty hall.

Two silent figures sit on both sides of the base.

In the center of the base is a closed Jumeng stone coffin.

When Qianyuan and Hank returned.

Tianxing and the Pope opened their eyes one after another.

"The first game is over?"

Tianxing smiled faintly and said.

"Yes, there was a Su Fu in China. It''s really a demon... But the level 5 dreamer has nine turn perception. I really don''t know how he practices."

Hank sighed.

You know, the dreamer has only nine senses.

Of course, some powerful dreamers have already experienced more than nine turns and reached great fullness.

However, there is no doubt that to become a dreamer, it is necessary to perceive the nine turns.

"Su Fu has his chance..." Tianxing smiled. Of course, he remembered Su Fu, the young demon who returned from the heaven gate.

The Pope, the dreamer of the Western Union, did not speak.

"What should the second match compare?"

Qianyuan opened his mouth.

The base suddenly fell into silence.

Tianxing and the Pope''s eyes fell on the Jumeng stone coffin closed at the bottom.

This is the harvest in the Heaven Gate, but they don''t know whether it is good or bad.

As top dreamers, they can naturally feel that the creatures in the coffin are terrible.

"In the first game, did Su Fu have a good time?"

Tianxing slowly stood up and shook his robe.

The pope also stood up and saw heaven''s eyes fall on him. He immediately stroked his beard and smiled.

"The second scene, please the Pope."

Tianxing also looked at each other and smiled.

……

Night, getting dark.

Everyone returned to the hotel room.

Su Fu didn''t know what to compare in the second match tomorrow, but he didn''t care.

In this competition, Su Fu has absolute confidence and can crush everything.

It''s not his inflation... It''s his confidence in his own strength.

Take out a small test tube. Su Fu looks at the starry liquid in the test tube. There is a little light in the dark liquid, just like stars.

This is the spirit source liquid, which is a precious resource of one gram and one hundred million brought out from the heaven gate.

However, Su Fu was not in a hurry to drink.

Now his spiritual perception has reached a full point. After drinking this spiritual source solution, the effect of improvement is not obvious.

It is not difficult for Su Fu to break through to level 6 dreamers.

Enter the black card space.

Su Fu opened his eyes.

The little slave has come to him eagerly.

Exchange the scare juice and drink the scare juice with the little slave in a black jar.

Su Fu belched.

Accustomed to the taste of startling juice, it''s not that bad.

The little slave''s face turned red.

In the first match, Su Fu''s frightening juice just met the needs of him and the little slave.

Did not experience new dreams, although the black card space has changed, but the nightmare gate has not changed much.

In addition to the two dull figures becoming more humanized.

After drinking the scare juice, Su Fu left the black card space.

The next day.

At dawn, Su Fu received the assembly order from Yang Zhengguo.

In the conference room on the top floor, people gathered here one after another.

Yang Zhengguo looked at the ruddy people, his beard trembled, and a smile hung on his face.

"Last night, the rules for the second game of the match were sent to me. I know... You must want to know what the rules are now."

Yang Zhengguo''s eyes fell on Jun Yichen and others.

You can see that Jun Yichen''s breath has become much sharper.

Jun Yichen''s perception also reached the full point. Yang Zhengguo nodded slightly.

"Now that the first game is over, you will directly reward the spiritual source fluid. The second game should be similar... In fact, it is a confrontation game. In fact, this confrontation game is your resource."

With a light cough, Yang Zhengguo opened his dream speech, and a manuscript appeared on it.

After a long talk, Yang Zhengguo closed the manuscript.

He touched his beard and said, "the rules of the second game... In fact, there are no rules."

Huh?

As soon as the words come out.

Almost drowsy people present were stunned and looked at Yang Zhengguo suspiciously.

"Although there are no rules, it is also an opportunity for you..."

Su Fu didn''t speak, waiting for Yang Zhengguo''s next words.

"Did you find that every match of this global trial camp demon competition is good for you. Although the first game tests perseverance, it can help you refine your perception. It is better than concentrating on the corridor, and the second game this time..."

"Andrews, the great Pope of the Western Union, will open the exclusive dream field of the dreamer to test everyone."

Yang Zhengguo took a deep breath and said.

"Dream field?" Su Fu muttered suspiciously.

"If you want to become a dreamer, you must build your own dream field. In the dream field, the dreamer is God. Moreover, the dream field is the source of strength of a dreamer. You should cherish such an opportunity to experience the dream field. If you can master some essence, you will have less obstacles on the way to impact the dreamer in the future."

Yang Zhengguo took a deep breath and said.

He even envied.

The dream field is very precious, which is different from the dream constructed by the dream card.

The dreamer''s dream field is completely formed by perception, and every bit of it is constructed by perception.

Why does the dreamer have the word "Lord", because in the field of dreams, the dreamer is the real master.

Level 8 masters like Yang Zhengguo and Li Muge are even willing to pay a great price if they have the opportunity to feel the dreamer''s dream field.

Therefore, when Yang Zhengguo learned that the second game of the competition was actually carried out in the field of the Pope, he was surprised and envied.

"Other rules should be explained at that time. Get ready and let''s go."

Yang Zhengguo got up.

The party left the hotel and went to the place where the second match was held.

……

The second match was held in a building in Xijiang city.

When Su Fu and others arrived, the building was already full of people.

The person in charge is also the level eight master in the first game.

The instructor of the Western Federation had a black face.

Their members, too, looked very ugly. Millie saw Su Fu from a distance. She took a deep breath and could not be affected by Su Fu.

This one is very important. She must lead the team of the Western Federation to obtain the spiritual source.

Moreover, this is their home game!

Millie''s eyes showed a fine light.

The time jumped to nine o''clock sharp.

The crowd was led to a conference hall.

The hall is round, and the stepped seats are distributed downward in circles.

In the middle, there is an old man sitting.

The old man with white hair, white beard, mild complexion, wearing a black robe, waited quietly for everyone.

All the members who entered the hall no longer spoke. This old man was the grand Pope of the Western Federation.

The existence of the top dreamer.

"Is everyone here?"

The Pope spoke gently.

The sound is like a spring breeze.

All sat in their seats as if they were listening to the professor.

There was a smile on the Pope''s ruddy face.

"Now that we are all here, let''s start... The second game of the competition. I hope you can have a good time in my dream field."

"This time, ten people from each team will participate. Everyone can eliminate each other in the dream field. It goes without saying how to eliminate them. You will understand that after a day, the spiritual source fluid will be distributed according to the number of people eliminated."

Said the pope with a smile.

When the words fell, a majestic perception spread around his body.

Su Fu''s eyes coagulated, felt tight, and didn''t even react.

I found that the surrounding environment... Has changed greatly.