1204: Chapter 1204: The Change of the Points Stele_1 1204: Chapter 1204: The Change of the Points Stele_1 At the entrance of Monster Beast Mountain, mbers of the Three Major Factions had long been waiting there.
This resource battle was essentially a training war, a contest among the lower-ranking disciples to select the outstanding ones.
All the leaders of the Sects had arrived, and everyone was aware of one more thing: apart from the selection of disciples from the Three Major Factions, there was a major event related to the destiny of their Sects that was going to occur.
Representatives from the Beast Sect were coming, and when they arrived, the top ten outstanding individuals would be admitted into the Beast Sect.
It should not be underestimated that it was only ten people.
The Beast Sect had always rewarded the Sects based on the disciples they acquired.
Once rewarded, the overall strength of the Sect would greatly improve, thereby overpowering the other Sects.
Which Sect would erge victorious this ti?
On the surface, mbers of the Three Major Factions all appeared calm.
They were all old acquaintances, and such events were not new to them.
“This ti, Hong Water Gate will surely be the winner, no doubt about it,” Zach Spencer, the leader of Hong Water Gate, said arrogantly.
With a snort, the head of Great Prosperity Sect, Grant Burton, said, “It’s still too early to tell who will win and who will lose.”
Elder Cook, the head of Ghost Expelling Sect, also snorted and added, “Exactly, our Ghost Expelling Sect is not a weak one, and this ti, we will take the first place!”
The three leaders were engaged in a heated argunt.
“We’ll just have to see the Points Stele then!”
Everyone’s attention turned to the Points Stele, and at first glance, the situation of the Three Major Factions didn’t show much change; the differences were not significant.
Seeing the points situation, the leader of Great Prosperity Sect, Grant Burton, laughed and said, “Although the difference is not much, it seems that our Sect still has a slight edge.
According to previous years’ competitions, this kind of edge becos more significant as ti progresses.
Look, the individual points of our disciples are very high!”
Seeing Grant Burton’s triumphant look, the expressions on everyone’s faces soured.
“There are only ten days left until the end, it is still too early to call!” Zach Spencer snorted and stopped talking, noticing from the points of disciples that his Sect’s mbers were sowhat weaker.
However, while everyone was still arguing, suddenly, they saw the Points Stele undergoing changes.
The points of Hong Water Gate shot up sharply, and everyone’s gazes beca more focused.
The face of the Great Prosperity Sect’s leader instantly changed, and he snorted, “How dare you kill our disciples!”
“So what if we killed them?
What’s the big deal?
In the resource battle, it’s all about seizing opportunity, and it’s all about strength.
The weak who die deserved to die.”
“Look quickly, our Ghost Expelling Sect is no sitting duck, see?
Our disciples have surged up as well.”
Now the Hong Water Gate was displeased and looked towards Alexander Smith, “Your disciples dare to kill our mbers!”
Alexander Smith snorted and said, “Who just said that death is a part of the resource battle, and it’s due to their own lack of strength?”
Actually, the three leaders were just verbally sparring, as such resource battles inherently had rules, and killing a participant was not considered excessive.
However, as ti went by, incidents of massacre continued to happen, and with One hundred and fifty thousand disciples, too many had died, leading to two of them having their points turn purple.
So many people had died!
Looking at the two nas leading the board, Alexander Smith’s mood soured.
This ti, the Ghost Expelling Sect was likely to lose!
Thinking of the possibility that the other two Sects might gain the upper hand if he lost, Alexander Smith was displeased and turned to the Elder Cook, “How are your disciples doing now?”
Everyone glanced over but saw no significant changes, shaking their heads.
Actually, Alexander Smith was also checking on the status of his disciples, who likewise had no one standing out.
“Old Alexander, it seems you’re out of luck, haha,” Grant Burton laughed heartily.
Alexander Smith snorted, “It’s not over until it’s over.”
“Co on, things have progressed to this point.
I believe they have already banded together.
The only way to gain points now is to eliminate others completely.
Do you think soone with a Purple Ranked status doesn’t have several masters by their side?
Look at that Purple Ranked individual from my Sect; he’s my disciple, and he must have dozens of people around him by now.”
Everyone, in fact, was clear about this; with just a few days left, even a coback seed difficult.
“My disciple, Louis Martin, is also climbing up.
He should have so people around him now,” Elder Cook said joyfully, pointing at Louis Martin’s na and starting to laugh.
At that mont, another Elder of the Ghost Expelling Sect’s complexion changed as he addressed Elder Cook, “Louis Martin has just killed my disciple.
He dares to kill a fellow Sect mber!”
Everyone saw that it was right after the disappearance of another Ghost Expelling Sect disciple’s na that Louis Martin’s na surged upwards on the Points Stele.
With the added points, it was clear that Louis Martin had begun killing his own Sect mbers.
Elder Cook nonchalantly said, “As long as we win, that’s all that matters.
The rules don’t forbid killing fellow Sect mbers.”
Alexander Smith remained silent this ti, as if tacitly agreeing to this action.
Seeing Alexander Smith’s response, everyone privately sighed, knowing that Sect interests prevailed in the end.
Another day passed, and besides Louis Martin killing his own Sect mbers, individuals of all Sects began the action of ‘big fish eat little fish’, with nurous Sect mbers disappearing.
At this, everyone beca indifferent about the killing of fellow Sect mbers.
On the Points Stele, the nas within the top five hundred were constantly changing, but the ranking changes ant direct disappearance.
Harry White suddenly spotted his son Leo White’s na rising up the list, feeling relieved, he laughed loudly, “My son has also erged!”
“What good is erging, ranking beyond the top hundred?
It’s not of much use,” soone remarked.
When the status of the Ghost Expelling Sect’s personnel was checked, so had advanced to the top twenty, but none breached the top ten, causing Alexander Smith’s expression to beco even more unpleasant.
“Look, more and more of my Sect’s disciples are gaining points, hehe,” Zach Spencer guffawed.
Was the Ghost Expelling Sect really dood to fail in this resource battle?
The mbers of the Ghost Expelling Sect were no longer able to remain calm.
Yet, after reviewing the point scores, it was clear to everyone that it would be difficult to overthrow those individuals who had many masters by their side.
Stamping his foot, Alexander Smith cursed.
He no longer minded the inter-Sect slaughter.
He didn’t aim for first place anymore; having one person make it into the top ten would suffice.
However, looking at the current situation on the Points Stele, it seed that even this goal was extrely difficult.
As the people of the Ghost Expelling Sect fretted, Harry White suddenly shouted, “My son has surged upwards!”
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