Tong Ming scanned the crowd and was very satisfied with their reactions.
He curled his lips and said quietly: "Here, I want to tell you some bad news."
For a moment, everyone cast doubtful glances.
"For some reason, the number of people who can enter the Furnace of Flame will be reduced by half."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Only half? Aren't there only fifteen people?"
"No!" Tong Ming shook his head and said calmly: "If you include mentors, there will still be thirty people. However, the mentor's quota is not included in this quota."
Everyone's hearts were heavy. If there were only thirty places, they would have a great chance of entering the secret realm. But now that it has been reduced to half, the competition may be more intense than imagined.
"Deputy Dean, why should we reduce the number?" A student with average strength said with a look of complaint: "What should we do if our strength is not up to par?"
Tong Ming squinted at the student and said calmly: "I can only say, please do your best."
After saying that, he handed the scene over to Ji Wuya.
"Everyone, I can understand your feelings, but this is also a kind of chance." Ji Wuya cleared his throat and said loudly: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's start drawing lots now!"
"Those with the same grades are in one group. Through the elimination mechanism, the remaining fifteen students will eventually get the quota to enter, and can enter the furnace of flames with their mentors."
"Teacher Xiaoman, what should we do?" Yan Qi frowned and said worriedly: "From thirty places to fifteen, our chances have been reduced by half."
Luo Xiaoman held a lollipop in his mouth and said nonchalantly: "Why do you think so much? Just do it and it's over."
Yan Qi flattened his mouth with a depressed look on his face, but you were relieved. You didn't have to compete. If you were unlucky and met those powerful seniors, it would probably be difficult to advance.
"Xiao Qiqi, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Wu." Luo Xiaoman popped out a lollipop and said with a smile: "You guys work hard. If you win, I will give you lollipops later."
"Hmph, I'm not interested in sweets." Zhi Wu rolled his eyes and said indifferently.
"Teacher Xiaoman, don't worry, I will definitely get a spot." Chen Muyu smiled gently and said firmly: "By the way, why don't you see Master Luo today?"
She glanced at Elder Feng's side, but there was no sign of Luo Qingyi, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"The eldest brother is the one who has been appointed. He does not need to participate in this competition. He should have returned to the Luo family now, right?" Luo Xiaoman frowned. With Luo Qingyi's character, he would definitely inform Luo Mushan of the situation of the second prince as soon as possible. , and make arrangements in advance.
"Xiaoman, I'm here." At this moment, Luo Qinghen ran over from Elder Lin, "Have you all drawn lots?"
"Not yet. We'll be done with it later. It's not too late for us to go." Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and said doubtfully: "Second brother, you have already done it? Who is your opponent?"
"I don't know him." Luo Qinghen curled his lips and said depressedly: "I thought I could face Ye Xuan just now, but he was really lucky."
"However, my opponent seems to be Deacon Beiming's disciple, named Yang Cheng."
Yang Cheng
Luo Xiaoman blinked. The opponent seemed to be a third-level cultivator in the alchemy stage. He was much stronger than Luo Qinghen, but she was not worried that Luo Qinghen would lose.
In Luo Qinghen's words, if the strength is not enough, a magic weapon is needed.
(End of chapter)