After a rest night, the Wubi meeting continued on the next day.
Fifty of us came to the square and stepped onto the high platform under the leadership of Quanzhen disciples. Amidst the shouts of Zhenyu's explanation, each person drew a short lottery.
The sign is divided into two colors, one is red and the other is black. Draw the red long lottery represents a bye, and draw the black long lottery to participate in the next fight. A total of two sets of numbers are written on the twenty black long signatures. Anyone who draws the same number is the opponent.
This is a very simple and primitive drawing method, but I have to say that this drawing method is relatively fair.
"Tang and Song donors, your luck seems to be bad!"
I glanced at Fei Bo and then at the long black lottery in my hand. I couldn't help but shook his head slightly, sighing that I did a little bit back.
"No. 5, your opponent is the monk of the White Horse Temple."
When I heard the words of Yu Nian, I was slightly startled, and asked in a low voice: "Monk of the White Horse Temple, can you be sure?"
"The Golden Zen monk of the White Horse Temple was drawn to the fifth lottery. I passed by behind him just now and I can see it clearly."
"Golden Zen?"
"Jin Chan is the best among the younger generation of Baima Temple, and it is considered the strongest among the younger generation." Hou Shexue was rare to be serious. She paused for a moment, and then continued: "The Buddhist magic that Jin Chan is best at is The golden bell cover, the defensive ability can be called against the sky. In addition, his weapon is the Raksha Zen stick, which is a thing of Yin and evil, so Jin Chan is also called the ghost monk Jin Chan.
"Ghost Monk Jin Chan!" I muttered, just by hearing this name, I knew that Jin Chan must not be easy.
"Tang and Song donors, this is a hard battle. It will also be the focus of everyone's attention. The poor monk hopes that you can win a little more beautiful, stimulate Xuan Ming, and stimulate everyone present."
"Is it necessary?" I said softly with a blank glance at Fei Bo.
"It is absolutely necessary. In order to find your fiancée and for your mission, you can no longer keep a low profile. Because it will not take long, the world will be in chaos. You should use the limited time to improve your strength as much as possible, and at the same time, improve in the Huaxia Xuan The prestige and status in the door. Only when such troubled times come, you can get more resources."
"Cousin, the fat monk makes sense, and
I think you should also have a more aggressive nickname. "
"Domineering nickname?" I looked at the strange and peculiar Hou Shexue with a trace of doubt.
"Or it's called Tang Song the Killer, this name is domineering enough."
"Fuck off!" Hou Shexue glared at her for more than a year, then rolled her eyes and said, "I think it's better for my cousin to be called Yumian Tang and Song, and my cousin is already handsome."
"Jade face? Haha, these two words should be used on Han Guang's donor."
"Fat monk, what name do you say is the best."
"The poor monk thinks that the Tang and Song Dynasties are better, the Tang and Song donors have obtained the Zhu Rong inheritance, and the title of the Tang and Song Dynasties is most suitable for him.
When Fei Bo's voice fell, Hou Shexue and Nian Youyu both closed their mouths.
"Is this nickname too high-profile?"
"For this effect, the higher the key, the better."
Perhaps it was to increase the viewing of the game and to stimulate a crowd of Taoist priests. So nine of the ten arenas were demolished, and the remaining one was strengthened and expanded to double its original area.
Ghost Seng Jin Chan and I drew the No. 5 pick. There are four groups of games ahead of us.
Almost all of the four groups of competitions are directly overwhelmed by one side, so in addition to the lack of spectators, the four groups of competitions proceeded relatively quickly. No, less than an hour has passed, and the four groups of matches are completely over.
"Tang and Song donors, remember what the poor monk said to you, you must solve the opponent as quickly as possible!"
"Cousin, it's time to let those famous sects know that we are good at casual cultivating!"
"I am more than a year old, but I have some expectations. I look forward to how the Vulcan inheritors will perform."
Under the instruction of Fei Bo and others, I slowly stepped onto the ring.
What I didn't know was when I stepped into the ring. On the high platform on the side, the abbot of Baima Temple Yuan Zhen sneered, and said to the heads of the group: "You people of the three martial arts are the favorite to play tricks. Is there really no tricks in the draw this time?"
"If we do things, Jin Chan's opponent should be my disciple."
"Fang Cunzi, do you mean that Jin Chan is invincible by one move?"
"Don't you know the difference between the two?" Fang Cunzi glared at Yuan Zhen and then said: "The second and third Wubi
, We did move some hands and feet. "
Without waiting for Yuan Zhen and the others to speak, Quanzhen Master Hongyu continued: "The news from Shennongjia must be known to you too? There can only be ten people in that place, according to our three major sects. Meaning, our three martial sects each send two people. You go to the four quarters, and one to one side. That adds up to exactly ten people."
"Since you have already decided on it internally, why do you want to do this again? What kind of martial arts competition is going on?"
"Wubi Conference is the request of that side. According to the meaning of that side, ten disciples must be the strongest among the younger generation of Huaxia Xuanmen. Remember that they are talking about the entire Huaxia Xuanmen."
"All this is for them to see?" Ma's Patriarch Ma Lan said with a frown.
"The opportunity is given by them. We naturally have to follow what they mean. However, we also hope that there will be some casual cultivators, and some disciples of other sects will enter the top ten. After all, everyone is a member of the Huaxia Xuanmen. For the opportunity given over there, everyone should be covered in rain and dew."
Hearing Fang Cunzi’s words, Mao Lanshan, the head of the Mao family, snorted coldly, and said, “Can disciples of San Xiu and other sects also make it to the top ten? It’s not that I underestimated them, just relying on the little resources in their hands. It's as hard as climbing to the sky to cultivate true talented disciples!"
"Patriarch Mao is right. The polarization of the Huaxia Profound Sect has already formed. In the coming days. The strength of the Three Martial Arts and our Quartet will become stronger and stronger, while other schools and a group of casual cultivators can maintain their current strength. , It's already pretty good. It's like the Wubi that is about to be carried out, and the casual practice of fighting against Jin Chan in our door. There is no hope of defeating Jin Chan.
"Monk Yuan Zhen, don't say your big words too early. If the poor Dao is right, the young man who confronted your Jin Chan, seems to have eliminated Quanzhen Sect's Shuijingko in the second Wubi. "When Master Bai Yunguan was talking, Fuchenzi glanced at Hong Yu intentionally or unintentionally.
"Huh, if it wasn't for Shuijingzi's miscalculation, could he be eliminated by a small amount of casual training?" Hongyu's brow raised his brow and said: "Although this kid has the strength of the fifth-level peak, I believe that Jin Chan should You can easily defeat him."
"I have an understanding of Jin Chan's strength, ten rounds are enough." Yuan Zhen said with confidence.
(End of this chapter)