The triennial battle emperor selection soon began.

All the members of the Baiyu tribe in the tribe who have confidence in their own strength have signed up.

Among them, the lowest level also has Tier 4 strength. It can be said that if Lin Mo had not used Marrow Spirit Firefly to help Lilian in her practice this month, Tier 3 strength would not even be eligible to participate in this selection.

This is the first time Lilian has participated in the selection of the emperor of war. While she was excited and nervous, she was also even more grateful for the generosity and kindness of Flame Deep.

"Lilian, be careful. The three-year period has come. Your father's title of war king has disappeared. You are no longer a warrior of the tribe. Now your tribe will not treat you as politely as before. The prerequisite for everything is to protect yourself from being on the ring."

Before taking the stage, Qingyou exhorted with a worried face.

"Good Sister Qingyou, I will be careful."

Lilian had witnessed her father becoming the emperor of the war all the way, and naturally understood the dangers of this road.

But Qingyou was able to tell herself like her big sister, which still made Lili'an extremely warm.

For her, the orc tribe under the guidance of the God of Fire has become her second home, and she really wants to lead her tribe into the shelter of the God of Fire.

"Not only to make up for my father's regrets, but also to repay the gift of the God of Flame. I must unify the Feather Race and lead the people to serve the God of Flame!"

Lilian squeezed the silver gun in her hand and said firmly to herself.

Lin Mo was more at ease with Lilian, although he was not sure whether Lilian could succeed in unifying the entire Yuren tribe.

But Lilian was a genius girl who was able to fight three Griffin riders of Tier 4 and 5 when she was Tier 2, and could make each other suffer a little.

Now with the help of Marrow Spirit Firefly, Lilian has reached the fifth rank, and her strength and physical fitness are no longer the weak feather girl.

Although she may not be able to leapfrog the sixth and seventh ranks of fighters, Lin Mo is no longer worried about protecting herself.

There are close to 2,000 people in the Baiyu tribe, and only about 400 fighters above Tier 4.

These 400 people alternated in the elimination rounds, and within only three days, the candidates for the final battle were determined.

Lilian lived up to expectations and got one of the places, and the Tier 6 fighter, who was the ceiling of combat effectiveness, was naturally the last opponent she had to face.

One was a genius girl who inherited his father's will, and the other was the strongest warrior in the tribe. This battle attracted the entire tribe.

The huge Shenmu arena, the canopy of the nearby trees was already full of Baiyu tribesmen, many people had no place to stop, and could only stop in mid-air with flapping wings.

With wings covering the sky, everyone's attention was focused on the two people on the Shenmu Arena.

Lilian was holding a silver gun, her hair fluttering in the wind, looking heroic.

Tier 6 fighters are tall and heroic, and they exude strength and beauty.

Lin Mo couldn't help sighing in his heart that the Feather race deserved to be the most favored race of the Creator, both in appearance and body belonged to the best of all races.

After the ring was silent for a while, the Baiyu people began to get excited, cheering in their mouths, shouting the names of the two people on the ring.