Mubai didn't pay much attention to the gazes of those ancient god masters, and sat down cross-legged to rest. Flying continuously for three months consumed a lot of energy.
Yatu secretly sent a message and smiled: "If those guys know that you have conquered this red-blooded Shura, I don't know how scared they will be."
Mu Bai said calmly: "You should hurry up and adjust your condition. Once the game starts, you will risk your life."
After hearing this, Yatu immediately calmed down, sat cross-legged next to Mubai, and soon entered a state of cultivation.
The corners of Mubai's mouth turned up slightly, and he secretly ordered the Red-Blooded Shura to be alert to the situation around him at all times, and he began to practice accordingly.
There are still nearly nine months until the start of the competition. For Mu Bai, it is just like the blink of an eye.
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, the day for the Battle of God Battlefield is approaching.
On this day, all the gods gathered outside the Battlefield were unable to remain calm. They were boiling with excitement and high fighting spirit.
Mubai and Yatu were almost sitting together, opened their eyes, looked at each other, nodded, and suddenly stood up from the ground.
"The match is about to start!" Yatu clenched his fists, unable to restrain his emotions. He felt as if the boiling blood flowing in his body was about to burst out from his blood vessels.
Mubai's eyes were slightly nervous as he stared at the huge battlefield of fighting gods in front of him. He didn't know how the Ten Thousand Gods Competition would start. Until now, he had seen someone come out to preside over the situation.
Yatu glanced at the red-blooded Shura in front of Mu Bai intentionally or unintentionally, and asked: "Are you going to let him participate too?"
Mu Bai smiled and shook his head: "No."
There is absolutely no need for Red-Blooded Shura to participate. With his strength, it is estimated that there will be no problem if he enters within a thousand. But if he encounters a powerful guy and is killed by that guy, then he will really lose more than he gains. After all, this Red-blooded Shura
Blood Shura was conquered by himself at the risk of his own life and death. In order to reduce unnecessary risks, Mu Bai would certainly not let Red Blood Shura compete easily.
"Haha, the game is finally about to start. I haven't been so excited for many years."
"I must defeat all opponents!"
The masters of the gods around were eager to try, and they couldn't wait. They had no fear at all, and were full of blood and desire to fight.
Mu Bai clasped his hands on his chest and waited quietly. He had been deliberately hiding his different elemental attributes and did not appear to attract attention.