บท 1681: Second Mission (1)

Zhang Mengyao turned toward Tang Shaoyang, asking for help. Now they had too many teams.

"Why don't they fight for the remaining two slots then? It's still fifteen days until the tournament anyway." That was easy to solve. The strong would have the right to represent them in the tournament.

"Let's make it spicier. The team that wins the Earth Tournament will get an additional reward from me. The team leader will get Primordial Grade equipment. The five team members will get five Myth Grade equipment. That should be enough to motivate them, right?"

Zhang Mengyao and Lu An turned toward Tang Shaoyang. Those were high-grade equipment, hard to get even from the dungeon.

"I don't think we have enough equipment to reward them."

Zhang Mengyao remembered that they only had three Myth Grade equipment and zero Primordial Grade equipment. They had one because Tang Shaoyang gifted them. Their armory was filled with unopened treasure chests.