At this moment, Master Tianmu's voice sounded again.
"No. 18."
Master Tianmu pointed to No. 18, which was the name of the man in the silver mask.
All the gods looked over immediately.
"You will get a spot directly, there is no need to waste any more time."
As soon as these words came out!
The expressions of the remaining eight gods changed again!
But this time, they couldn't say a word, and even if they wanted to refute, there was no way.
In the promotion just now, the man in the silver mask defeated his opponent in two rounds with just two punches, and there is no doubt about the strength he showed.
Who can compare with them??
Only silence acquiesces.
After hearing Master Tianmu's words, the man in the silver mask just nodded slightly, and then...
He once again lay down on the ground as if there was no one around, and took a nap.
The remaining eight godmen began to do their best to grab the remaining three places.
Until a certain moment.
"The three of you who have the last laugh will get the remaining three places."
As Master Tianming spoke indifferently.
The three godmen, who were covered in blood, staggering and almost unsteady, finally cheered!!
Selection from the ancient world.
That’s the end!
The winners of the five quotas have all appeared.
"Next, let's enter the ancient world together immediately!"
Master Tianmu spoke again, giving the final word.
Chapter completed!