"Just open the last sign? What does this kid mean?"
"Mo Wentian is so arrogant. He even said that he could just open the lottery. He doesn't look at it no matter which lottery it is!"
"I thought Mo Wentian didn't dare to draw lots, but I didn't expect that he would take the draw so lightly!"
"Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, but to be so arrogant is really impressive!"
"Mo Wentian's strength cannot be underestimated. Don't forget that Senior Brother Duan Qi was defeated by him!"
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As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, countless disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm instantly exploded.
Their eyes even fell on Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, their eyes couldn't hide their astonishment.
At this moment, some disciples no longer dared to look down on Mo Wentian.
It wasn't that Mo Wentian didn't dare to stand up and draw lots, but that he thought it didn't matter which lot he got.
"This kid is as arrogant as ever!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books.
For some reason, looking at Mo Wentian walking towards the arena, the old man from Ancient Books had an idea in his mind, that is, Mo Wentian can definitely win this training spot.
"Mo Wentian, then I will help you open the last lot in this box!"
At this moment, the old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, without any hesitation, the old man of Shenzhu reached out his hand and took out the last lot from the brocade box.
"Mo Wentian, you'd better pray that you don't get drawn into a group with me, otherwise don't blame me for accidentally killing you!"
Seeing the old man of Divine Pearl taking out the last lot from the brocade box, Xiao Feng, who was on the stage, had a cold light flash in his eyes and said secretly in his heart.
Xiao Feng's heart was completely filled with anger at Mo Wentian.
"Number nine!"
"Mo Wentian, the last lottery number is number nine, then you are in the group of number nine!"
The cold voice of the old man Shenzhu resounded.
I saw the number nine appearing in the hand of the old man with the divine pearl.
"Boss, who knows what disciples No. 9 will have?"
"What level of cultivation have they reached?"
Upon hearing that Mo Wentian was number nine, Xiaojiao's eyes instantly looked toward the ring. He wanted to see who these disciples who were drawn number nine were and what level of cultivation they had reached.
"No matter who is drawn to number nine, they will all be defeated by this emperor. The last person left behind must be me!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and a firm look appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, I believe you!"
Seeing Mo Wentian's determined look, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian hummed slightly and nodded.
"It's really disgusting. The one I drew was not the one with Mo Wentian. I was number six and he was number nine!"
Xiao Feng, who was on the stage, suddenly shrank his eyes, and the anger in his eyes grew even more.
"Zhizhi..."
At this moment, Xiao Feng's fists were clenched even more tightly, and his joints were creaking.
"Thank you Lord Shenzhu!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian had already arrived on the ring, took the lot from the old man's hand, and walked towards the No. 9 group.
"No. 9, Mo Wentian drew No. 9, let's see which disciples No. 9 is!"
"Mo Wentian's luck is really good. The disciple who was drawn number nine seems to be the twelve weakest among the disciples participating in the training competition this time!"
"Yeah, I really don't know where this kid Mo Wentian got his luck. He can meet this disciple with the worst cultivation level!"
"The results of this first round of assessment are really uncertain. The disciples of No. 9 are the worst in cultivation. Maybe Mo Wentian can really become the final winner of the No. 9 group!"
"You think too highly of Mo Wentian. Even if the disciple No. 9 has the weakest cultivation, Mo Wentian cannot be the final winner. His cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven!"
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At this moment, the countless disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm came to their senses and began to discuss.
Their eyes were looking towards Mo Wentian at this moment.
They were not optimistic about Mo Wentian. After all, even if the disciples of No. 9 had the worst cultivation, Mo Wentian was the one with the worst cultivation among them.
They didn't believe that Mo Wentian could become the final winner in this first round of the arena battle.
"Ahem..."
"Now that you have all drawn lots, it's time to start the ring battle!"
"Before the arena battle begins, I also announce a rule, that is, all those participating in the competition and training this time are our disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm. The arena battle will be fought until the point is reached, and no human life will be taken as much as possible!"
The old man of Shenzhu coughed lightly, looked at the one hundred and forty-four disciples of the Shentian Realm on the stage, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
In fact, it is not absolute that the old man Shenzhu said he was not partial. When the old man Shenzhu said this, he was biased towards Mo Wentian.
Old Shenzhu knew Xiao Feng's anger towards Mo Wentian. He was afraid that Xiao Feng would kill Mo Wentian, so he announced this rule.
But what he didn't know was that his rule only aroused Xiao Feng's murderous intention towards Mo Wentian even more.
"Lord Shenzhu, please rest assured, we will definitely not take the lives of the disciples in our world!"
"Yes, Lord Shenzhu, don't worry, we are just competing to win or lose!"
"I would like to follow Lord Shenzhu's instructions. Lord Shenzhu said you can't take human lives, so you won't take human lives!"
"Lord Shenzhu has never been such a cautious person. This time, Lord Shenzhu presided over the ring battle and even added such a condition. It's really strange!"
"Why do I always feel that Lord Shenzhu is favoring Mo Wentian? He is trying to save Mo Wentian's life from fear. It seems that Lord Shenzhu is not confident in Mo Wentian. Even if he openly wants to Protect Mo Wentian!"
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It would have been better if the old man Shenzhu didn't say this. As soon as the old man Shenzhu said this, countless disciples of the divine world exploded in an instant.
At this moment, their eyes were all looking at the old man Shenzhu. Some disciples bowed respectfully to the old man Shenzhu and quickly agreed.
But in the eyes of some disciples, the old man Shenzhu was being partial.
Xiao Feng, who was on the stage, had a terrifying killing intent in his eyes.
"Old Shenzhu said, try not to take people's lives as much as possible, but that doesn't mean you can't take people's lives!"
Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with a cold look, and he said secretly in his heart.
"Boss, when you hear what Senior Shenzhu said, it sounds like he is protecting you!"
At this moment, Huantian's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"I appreciate Senior Shenzhu's kindness, but I'm afraid some people won't listen to him!"
An extremely cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Xiao Feng looked at him, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.
Although he did not face Xiao Feng in this ring battle, if he becomes the final winner, Xiao Feng will also win the final victory of his group.
They will definitely face each other in the second round of the ring battle. If Xiao Feng faces him, he will definitely kill him.
However, this does not matter, it does not affect him from getting one of these four places.
In Mo Wentian's heart, he really didn't take Xiao Feng into consideration. A warrior whose cultivation level was only the Heavenly Emperor's Perfection was really no match for him.
"Would anyone disobey him?"
"Boss..."
Hearing this, doubts arose in Huantian's eyes.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.