When the voice of the person in charge of the eighth-level grandmaster fell.

Everyone who didn't care about it suddenly widened their eyes, including the instructors who led the team.

If the winner of the first match is the result of points?

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

One point, one gram of spiritual source liquid?

Why didn't this competition system be said in advance?

Everyone was gasping.

Yang Zhengguo suddenly burst into laughter and his beard shook.

Emma...

It's so cool!

I originally thought that the spiritual source liquid would be distributed after all three games were over, but no one expected that the spiritual source liquid could be distributed just after the first game was over.

The person in charge of the Level 8 Grand Master glanced at everyone.

Although, the instructors from the three major federations stared at him.

However, he didn't care at all.

After all, he was able to be the head of this crucial confrontation, and he was from the Global Dreammaker Federation and the Grandmaster Hall.

The identity and status are much higher than those leading instructors.

"This competition rules were formulated by several dream makers himself... If you have any questions, go find the dream makers."

The person in charge said lightly.

As soon as these words were said, the eyes of several instructors were much more restrained.

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

Responsible humanitarianism.

The instructor of the Polar Federation suddenly widened his eyes.

"Why half of it?"

The person in charge frowned slightly.

"This is the rule set by the Dream Creator... First, you can get the full amount of spiritual source fluid, second, half of the spiritual source fluid, third, you can get one-quarter of the spiritual source fluid, and then you can't get the spiritual source fluid."

As soon as this statement came out, it caused a huge commotion.

The head of the Western Federation was dark.

They could have won third place, but because Millie was forced out of the Black Tower, she did not get points, so she was surpassed by the Eastern Federation and the Polar Federation and ranked fourth.

result……

Fourth, no reward for spiritual source liquid?!

Millie's face turned pale, and her mental state improved a lot with the healing of Mengka, but when she heard this news, her whole body shook.

I was so depressed that I almost vomited blood.

She was originally the tallest climb except Su Fu.

But... in the end, he became the one who was dragging him down.

I suddenly felt regretful and extremely upset.

The person in charge did not say anything more, just waved his hand...

"The first game is over, don't worry about it. There is a second game and a third game... Everyone should prepare well. Let me tell you the truth. There will be a reward for spiritual source fluid in every game, and you can show your strength."

After saying that.

The person in charge then floated away with his hands.

The instructor leading the Western Federation looked extremely dark.

Yang Zhengguo laughed constantly, and his voice kept coming into the other person's ears, which made the other person feel extremely worried.

Soon, the departing master appeared again.

In his hands were holding test tubes closed with silver metal at both ends.

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

The person in charge said that he handed the metal test tube to Yang Zhengguo.

A metal test tube that was reduced by half was divided into the Polar Federation, and as for the Eastern Federation, the spiritual source fluid obtained was even less.

Yang Zhengguo couldn't put it down and played with it.

Jun Yichen and others were all a little curious.

Su Fu had already recovered from being lively and stared at the test tube.

This is the spiritual source liquid brought out from the Tianlevel Gate. It is said that the effect is very good and is effective for the Dream Creator.

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

Yang Zhengguo said with a smile.

He did not show the spiritual source fluid in front of a group of black-faced masters.

Yang Zhengguo took Su Fu and others back to the hotel.

Perceived diffusion turned into a barrier, covering the entire hotel.

The hotel's top floor conference room.

Ten members of the Silver Dragon List were all sitting there.

Yang Zhengguo grabbed the test tube and sat in the main seat.

"First of all, congratulations to us for winning the first game and receiving a reward of 350 grams of spiritual source fluid."

"Although it's only 350 grams, if this spiritual source liquid is converted into money, it is at least equivalent to tens of billions of dollars, and it is not an exaggeration to have a gram of 100 million, and it is the kind that has no market value."

Yang Zhengguo sighed.

Even he was a little moved.

Of course, as a master who participated in the battle of the Tianlevel Gate, he could divide the source liquid himself, so he would not embezzle it.

Dreammakers choose to take out the source liquid to cultivate the younger generation.

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

...

Inside the base.

Qian Yuan and Hank, the two dreammakers, returned from the scene.

Stepping into the base building, people wearing white work clothes bowed respectfully to the two of them.

Qian Yuan and Hank walked straight to the depths of the base.

Today, the defense of the Great City in Xijiang is as strict as that of Kyoto in China.

Even more than.

Because there are more dream creators in charge than Kyoto.

The metal door opens.

Step into the empty hall.

Two silent figures sat cross-legged on both sides of the base.

In the center of the base is the closed dream stone coffin.

When Qian Yuan and Hank returned.

Only then did Tianxing and the Pope open their eyes one after another.

"The first game is over?"

Tianxing smiled faintly and said.

"Yes, Su Fu came out of China, he was really a monster... But the fifth-level dream-creator has the Nine-Turn perception, and I really don't know how he practiced."

Hank sighed.

You know, the dream creator has only been perceived in the Nine Turns.

Of course, some powerful dream makers have long had their perceptions exceeding the Nine Revolutions and achieved Great Perfection.

However, there is no doubt that to become a dream maker, it is necessary to perceive the Nine Turns.

"Su Fu has an opportunity that belongs to him..." Tianxing smiled. Of course he remembered Su Fu, the young monster who returned from the Tian-level Sect.

The dream creator of the Western Federation, the Pope, did not speak.

"What should I compare to the second match?"

Qian Yuan opened his mouth.

The base suddenly fell into silence.

Tianxing and the Pope both fell in the dream stone coffin closed below.
To be continued...