Although seven days is a short period of time, it seems like a year to the great scholars, because they are always worried about the scholars in various countries, so much so that they do not think about tea and food, but only long for the triumphant return of the human race as soon as possible.

"The seven-day time limit in Sanjie Mountain is about to end. They should be back... This is really worrying..."

"Don't worry, they are all elites of our human race, nothing will happen to them."

"Having said that, as long as they don't come back safely, nothing can be concluded..."

Great scholars from all over the world feel that the most unbearable wait in the world is during this time.

Kongde's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked forward and said happily: "They are back."

Everyone looked around and saw groups of figures appearing in the passage of Sanjie Mountain in front of them. Scholars came out one after another. The number was increasing. Although there were less than a thousand people, there were still eight or nine hundred people.

Many great scholars present looked in disbelief. In the past training in the Three Realms Mountains, the experienced people would experience very cruel battles. Basically, about half of the human team would be killed.

But this time, the human team only lost one-tenth of its scholars.

Such a record broke the survival record of the human race participating in the Three Realms Mountains.

This explains one thing. The scholars of the human race defeated the foreign races in the Three Realms Mountains and achieved very rich results. There is no more reasonable explanation other than this.

At this moment, the great Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucius’ face was glowing and he was very happy.

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