In the square, a crowd of various flags fluttered.
Taoist priests from all corners of the world talked in low voices or raised their hands to talk. All the people have a smile on their faces, because today they will witness the birth of the top 20 in the Wubi Conference.
"What if the four of us become opponents?"
Just when I came to the ring, I opened my mouth and said something that was very damaging to the atmosphere.
"In case, if there is a real event, I hope everyone will not show mercy. Take out their strongest strength and fight for a good fight."
"Yes, even if you are eliminated, the poor monks will have no regrets."
The top forty winners of the Wubi Conference were all invited to the high platform, allowing them to get a close look at the major giants in the Chinese Taoist world.
It is also because of the close distance that we can feel the compelling aura of the ninth-level Taoist priests. There seemed to be a ruining force between them. I think they only need to move their fingers now, and they will be able to kill me easily.
"I am proud of you to be able to stand out from more than a thousand disciples." Fang Cunzi stood up, walked around us, and then said loudly, "Some of you are young and already at level 6. I'm a Taoist priest, and this talent is even stronger than I was at the beginning. However, the talent is important in the course of cultivation, but the hard work of the day after tomorrow is also indispensable."
"In my Fang Cunzi's heart, I think there is one thing more important to us Taoists than talent and acquired effort. This thing is the determination to be brave."
"Wubi Conference, convene young talents from all over the world, you will learn spells from each other and compete for rankings. I hope everyone in the room will build up a confidence and quietly hint that you will be able to win the championship."
"Don't be afraid of falling or failing on the road to growth. Don't be afraid of strong enemies, don't be afraid. You must always keep in mind that you are the strongest, and you are your own worst enemy."
If this remark is spoken from the mouth of an ordinary person, it is estimated that many people will sneer at it. But when these words came out of Fang Cunzi’s mouth, the Taoist priests on the ring, including
I, including myself, all feel passionate. Several Taoists listened to Fang Cunzi's words, and even cast a provocative look at Yizhao.
"But I am very sorry to tell you that half of the forty people you are present today will be eliminated. Those who are eliminated will miss the championship and miss the top 20."
After Fang Cunzi finished speaking, he sat back again, and Leihuo stood up and said angrily: "I don't like to waste time by talking nonsense. Next, I will directly announce today's Wubi rules. Today's Wubi rules are still a lottery duel. . Half by strength, half by luck."
"In the bamboo tube next to me, there are a total of forty long lots. Out of the forty long lots, 20 lots are black lots, and the other 20 lots are red lots. Both red lots and black lots are written Numbers are used as numbers. If different draws are drawn, the person with the same number is the opponent."
"Finally, before the draw, I still want to emphasize it again. The Wubi Conference allows to injure the opponent, but not the opponent. If anyone violates this rule, we should blame our ruthless men."
After Leihuo finished speaking, he gently waved his hand towards the person behind him. The two Taoist priests knew, and came to us holding the bamboo tube.
I reached out and inserted it into the bamboo tube, and the number drawn was a red lottery with the number eight written on it.
After everyone had drawn the long lottery, Leihuo continued to stand up and said: "Today there is only one arena, and a total of 20 games are played in turn. When you are bored, you can watch other people's games seriously and learn from others. Strengths and fighting skills promote each other."
The people who can stand on the ring at this time are all talented people who can watch everyone's battles up close, and they can indeed learn a lot. It is precisely because of this that the ring at this time has long been surrounded by water. However, fortunately, we are the contestants, and Quanzhen Jiao has specially designated a good place for us.
"Now please draw the Taoist priest with the number one lottery to come on stage."
When Lei Huo's voice fell, two Taoist priests came out more and more.
I don't know the two of them, but depending on the clothes they wear, one of them should be a disciple of Longhushan.
Under the sign of Thunder Fire, we left the high platform and came to a place not far from the ring.
"I am the Golden Crow of Dragon Tiger Mountain, and I also ask fellow Taoists to enlighten me.
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"Zhang Mingan in the Xiahuaibei Kuangshitang, I also ask the Taoist friends of Jinwu for enlightenment."
After the two signed up, they started a battle.
"You said, who can win this game?" I asked Fei Bo and the others quietly with interest.
"Need to say? Naturally it was the Golden Crow of Longhushan who won. Golden Crow is the second person among the younger generation of Longhushan. He is only slightly weaker than the red-faced Guan Gong. Zhang Mingan, I don't know much about this person. , But I know that Huaibei Kuangshitang is only a second-rate sect. Even if Zhang Mingan is talented, he is definitely not the opponent of Longhushan Golden Crow."
Shexue Hou was like a know-it-all, and as soon as my voice fell, she answered. It was as if Huaxia's big and small things were all under her control.
"The donor is right. The poor monk has some understanding of the donor Zhang Mingan. The donor Zhang Mingan is the son of the master of the Great Hall. He is a little hypocritical, and he looks humble to others on the surface, but he is actually a domineering person. Let him lose today in the hands of the Golden Crow Donor, and it is considered that the Golden Crow Donor has done a good thing for the people."
Fei Bo smiled at us, and then said: "By the way, the poor monk got the No. 2 pick. You can stand here for a while. Cheer for the poor monk."
Hearing Fei Bo's words, I asked softly: "You got the second pick, then do you know who your opponent is?"
"Everyone is hiding the drawn lottery. The poor monk still doesn't know who the opponent is. However, there are advantages to not knowing, so as not to know who the opponent is and ask for trouble."
"The fat monk is free and easy, but this girl is really curious. I don't know if this girl's opponent is Mu Jingzi."
"I'm afraid that eight or nine will not leave ten."
After taking a look at Nian Youyu who was talking, Hou Shexue frowned and asked, "You don't even know which lottery this girl has. Why are you so sure?"
"Because just not long ago, Mu Jingzi looked back frequently and looked at you carefully seven or eight times."
"Does he think this girl is pretty?"
"It's probably because you didn't wash your face this morning."
When I heard Nian Youyu and Hou Shexue's words, I secretly chuckled from the side. The reason why Mu Jingzi looked at Hou Shexue frequently was probably because he was comparing the real person Hou Shexue and Hongyu.
(End of this chapter)