The dozen or so people are just a little below one level.

What’s even more shocking is that there are two Sons of God. These are the top descendants of the Gods, and they are powerful enough to enter the top ten.

Obviously!

There is not much suspense about the competition for the quota this time. It must be two sons of gods.

The place where the spiritual lineage is located.

The second elder and others looked at the two lineups on the teleportation platform in astonishment. The faces of Ling Xuanhao and others were quite ugly, because no one expected that the opponents in this game were far superior to the previous one, and they were not even matched.

Come on, not to mention the two sons of gods, half of them have strength no less than that of the eldest brother.

How to fight this?

Let alone competing for rankings, after entering the ancient battlefield, it would be better to just admit defeat.

"The three demons are also here..."

"It's the second, fourth and fifth Yaozi. Any one of them is stronger than Yao Wuyan, especially the second Yaozi, who is stronger than his elder brother..." The expressions of Ling Xuanhao and others changed again and again.

That's all for the death group, there were also three Yao Zi, and the eyes of these three people were always fixed on Lin Hao, obviously planning to take action in the ancient battlefield.

"Grandpa, why don't you let me admit defeat after entering the ancient battlefield?"

"Well, there is no chance at all in this competition." Ling Xuanhao and others suggested that it doesn't matter if they lose, they are just afraid that something will happen to Lin Hao.

Ling Zhantian did not answer, but looked at Lin Hao who was sitting on the teleportation array. At this moment, his face was still calm, without any fear or change in his expression. Looking at his grandson who had just returned to the clan, he saw

To the stubbornness and self-confidence of my favorite son in the past.

"Let Hao'er give it a try. He won't make fun of his own life." Ling Zhantian replied slowly. After everyone heard this, they stopped talking.

No one can change what Ling Zhantian decides.

The only thing they can do now is to pray that Lin Hao will not be injured, let alone be suppressed by the demon gods. Even if they admit defeat after entering the ancient battlefield, they will not blame him, because everyone knows that this competition has no meaning at all.

Odds of winning.
Chapter completed!