Chapter 147： , Battle God Continent! I am truly a savior!

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On the other hand, Wang Teng followed Qian Lingdou and his siblings to their tribe.

Chatting along the way, Wang Teng learned more about the situation.

It turns out that every thousand years, there will be a war of the world.

Many races were directly wiped out in the Great War.

There were also some races that were defeated, but fortunately some tribes survived.

The failure of the War of Ten Thousand Worlds is punished, and the means of punishment are different.

Just like the Qianling Dou clan, they came from a Zhongqian world called Dou Shen Continent.

At that time, there were a billion people who mysteriously descended into the world copy.

However, after the Great War of Ten Thousand Worlds, the casualties were all but less than one million people survived, and then they were dispersed into various great worlds by mysterious forces and received thousands of years of punishment.

There were more than 10,000 people who were assigned to this big world at that time.

But after a thousand years, there are only about 300 living clansmen left.

The reason why their thousand clans are so miserable is because they have been abandoned and cursed by the big world.

First of all, the descendants of the Qian clan no longer have the ability to awaken their innate talents, nor can they practice martial arts.

The most terrifying thing is that they are not recognized by the big world, and the highest level can only be raised to level 15.

But in this big world with many crises, fierce beasts are in power, and at least they have heroic combat power.

Where their tribe lives, the surrounding beasts are generally above the master level.

And if the Qian clan wants to survive, they must hunt down those beasts and eat their meat to survive.

But without talent and skills, the level cannot exceed level 15, how can they deal with so many beasts.

Therefore, their living environment is quite harsh.

Especially after the death of the first generation of ancestors, there is no strong person in the tribe, and the strength is not as good as the next generation.

Their living conditions are getting more and more difficult.

Every year, many clansmen die tragically in the mouth of the beast.

Just like this time, the Qian Lingdou brothers and sisters were originally a hunting party of eleven people, but they encountered a group of lightning rabbits on the way and were brutally killed.

In the end, only Qian Lingdou and his sister were left. Fortunately, they met Wang Teng and survived.

Because of this cycle, the Qian clan has fewer and fewer people, and now there are only more than 300 people left.

Hearing this, Wang Teng sighed.

He suddenly thought that if the Chinese people were defeated in the Great War of Ten Thousand Realms, I was afraid that the end would be even worse.

Because the Plentiful Continent is only a small world after all, and its innate qualities are definitely not comparable to that of the middle world.

Like the Qian clan, from the Middle Thousand World, but under the punishment of thousands of years, it is almost extinct.

If the Chinese people are punished for thousands of years, will the incense continue?

Thinking of this, Wang Teng felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

He must not let the Chinese people fall to that level, and it is also for himself.

Therefore, he must speed up the promotion plan of the heavenly court.

Having said that, he also found an interesting piece of information.

The Abundant Continent is a small world, and the people who come to the world copy are tens of billions of people.

The Qian clan came from the Middle Thousand World, and one billion people came to the world copy.

Will there be only 100 million people who have descended from the Great Thousand World?

After all, after Wang Teng arrived, he found that the rules here were extremely fair.

The stronger the basic quality, the fewer people should come.

Otherwise, with the strength of the small world, it is impossible to compete with the big world.

Of course, this is all his speculation.

Having said that, the population of the Fertile Continent has only increased to more than 10 billion in recent years.

Wang Teng even had doubts. The Fung Rao Continent had been targeted by mysterious forces for a long time, waiting for the population to reach the target of 10 billion, and then began to let everyone descend on the world dungeons.

In this way, Wang Teng and his party chatted all the way and rushed to the gathering place of the Qian clan.

Time passed quickly, and the three of Wang Teng finally arrived at the place.

It was a dilapidated village.

The village is built in a valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is only one path to enter it, which can be said to be quite hidden.

As soon as he entered, Wang Teng saw dozens of houses hastily built with stones, mud, and wood, and the roofs were covered with some thatch.

The village is surrounded by huge wooden fences.

As soon as Qian Lingdou returned to the village, the bad news that the hunting team was almost destroyed spread.

The whole clan was in a gloomy cloud.

But then, they learned about Wang Teng's origin, and they became very excited again.

At this moment, Wang Teng was surrounded by the Qian clan, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Those clansmen were all excited, as if they had seen a savior.

They have been waiting for thousands of years!

Finally, it was time for the new Myriad Realms Challenger to appear.

Their family is finally saved!

In the crowd, an old man with gray hair, with trembling lips, warmly received Wang Teng.

At this time, Wang Teng knew that this old man was the grandfather of Qian Lingdou's siblings and the patriarch of the Qian clan - Qian Xunji.

"Lord Wang Teng, thank you for saving the old grandson and granddaughter."

Chihiro Ji's face was wrinkled, and his eyes were full of gratitude.

Wang Teng smiled slightly: "The patriarch is polite. We are also human, so naturally I can't stand idly by."

Qianxun Ji nodded again and again: "My lord has a righteous mind, and the old man admires him."

"Grandpa, Lord Wang Teng is a new challenger to the world. Please ask him to save us!"

Qian Lingdou on the side couldn't wait.

"Yeah~! Patriarch, please quickly ask Wang Teng to save our people!"

"Yes~! Patriarch, please speak up!"

The surrounding clansmen also showed anxious expressions.

No wonder they were in a hurry, everyone already knew that Wang Teng was the challenger of the Myriad Realms who had just arrived.

According to the rules of the clan, the new player challenger can save their clan, why is the clan chief reluctant to mention this matter?

To be honest, these people don’t even know what to do so that they can be saved.

This method has been passed down from generation to generation, and only the patriarch is qualified to know it.

Seeing the anxiety in everyone's eyes, Wang Teng was also quite curious.

At this time, the patriarch Qianxunji looked around and sighed: "It's time for this old man to tell everyone the way to save our family."

"In the past, in order to appease everyone, the old man only told you that as long as the new challenger of the world appears, we can get redemption as long as we meet one of them."

"Actually this is not the case. Not all challengers of the world are qualified to save us."

"Only a very small number of those challengers in the world have this qualification. According to the records of the clan, there may not be one among the thousands of people."

As soon as these words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

All the clansmen began to panic.

Before, they thought that as long as they encountered a challenger from all realms, their family would be saved.

Unexpectedly, there are even higher requirements.

What is even more frightening is that thousands of people will not have one such qualification requirement.

"Grandpa, then you can take a look, does Lord Wang Teng have such qualifications?"

Qian Lingdou hurriedly asked.

Everyone also looked at Chihiro Ji nervously.

A thousand years of waiting!

It's not going to end, it's just a void!

"this……"

Qianxunji looked at Wang Teng, her lips trembling, as if she didn't know what to say.

To be honest, he couldn't see it either, but he had a way to verify it.

Wang Teng smiled slightly, and saw Qian Xunji's unspeakable hiddenness: "Patriarch, if you have something to say, just say it directly. What kind of request is it?"

Seeing this, Qianxunji said: "Lord Wang Teng, the old man said it straight, only challengers who have the status of 'World Lord' and the title of 'God of War' are qualified to save us!"

Having said this, he sighed: "Lord Wang Teng, this old man knows that this requirement is too much. From the oral information of my ancestors, it can be known that there is no one in a million people who build a new world by relying on their own strength. the strong."

"And among these powerhouses, it is even more difficult to obtain the title of 'God of War' within seven days."

"After seven days, even if the prestige value reaches the standard, the title of 'God of War' will not be awarded again."

Hearing this, Wang Teng was enlightened.

It turned out that titles such as King of War, Emperor of War, and God of War must be met within seven days in order to obtain the title.

After seven days, even if the combat power and prestige reach the standard, there will be no title.

If there is no title, naturally there will be no world blessing reward.

Thinking of this, Wang Teng felt inwardly relieved.

It seems that not everyone has the opportunity to get the title reward.

Some things, once missed, are lost forever.

This gave him a great innate combat advantage!

At this time, Chihiro Ji said again: "From the information passed down by our ancestors, we know that it only takes seven days to become a God of War, which is extremely rare. Even if there are 10 million people, it is difficult for one to appear. If the old man is right. Lord Wang Teng has arrived in the world copy, and it has been seven days!"

In fact, Chihiro Ji said that the standard is the standard of Zhongqian World.

Converted to a small thousand world, the probability has to be multiplied by ten times.

At the moment, the words of the patriarch directly caused everyone's excitement to drop to the bottom.

"My God~! This condition is too harsh!"

"Yeah~! How could such a probability appear!"

"Yeah~! It's the last day, can Lord Wang Teng be the God of War?"

"This... ugh!"

Everyone panicked.

The probability of 1 in 10,000,000 is simply too low.

They couldn't believe that their own family's luck would be so good, and they would meet such a peerless powerhouse in one fell swoop.

Qianxunji also had a wry smile on his face: "Lord Wang Teng, it's not that the old man has high requirements, but it is really restricted by the mysterious law. I want to ask you, I'm afraid it's also... alas!"

Chihiro sighed helplessly.

Obviously, he didn't quite believe that Wang Teng would be the **** of war among the billionaires.

After all, this condition is too harsh.

Seeing everyone's pessimistic appearance, Wang Teng smiled slightly: "Patriarch, the person you are looking for is me!"

Qianxunji was stunned for a moment: "Lord Wang Teng, are you already a **** of war?"

"Look~!"

Wang Teng flipped his palm.

"Om~!"

In the next second, a light screen projection rose from his palm.

【Name: Wang Teng】

[Title: God of War in Heaven]

[Identity: Lord of Heavenly Court]

"War... God of War! You are really the God of War!"

"Boom~!"

As soon as these words fell, the audience was shocked.

In the next second, the audience burst into earth-shattering cheers...