The rain poured down.
Lu Miaomiao stood behind Xia Ji, holding an umbrella.
"For the first round, you will use 10,000 Bloodline Soldiers, while I will use 7,000 ordinary soldiers and 3,000 Bloodline Soldiers.
After that, send one of your generals to fight me. "
"How do we decide the winner?" Xia Yun asked.
Xia Ji said, " We'll use the condensed image to cut through the mountains. We'll be fair about who's stronger. Is that okay? "
"Please continue, Headmaster," Xia Yun thought for a moment and said.
Xia Ji said, " The second round will be an assassination. Each side will send five people, and one of them will be the leader. Whichever side's leader is killed will lose. "
"If everyone sticks to the Lord's side and doesn't move, what should we do?" Xia Yun asked.
