Li Qingyang and the others are used to running hermit skills anytime and anywhere, so their aura is very ordinary.
On the other hand, the other sect disciples who entered the arena, in such a grand event, they all tried their best to show their strongest side.
it's useless.
Whether it is bad or not, you will only know if you hit it.
Xiao Zuiji had been watching the sect disciples who entered the arena, until he saw the rough man who asked for directions earlier, his eyes suddenly flashed with a strong fighting spirit!
Intuition told him that this would be a very good opponent.
The rough man also looked over and grinned.
There was no verbal communication between the two, only eye contact.
Jun Chang smiled and rubbed his chin, and said: "From the introduction of the information, he should be Zhao Dazhuang, a disciple of the Iron Fist School."
Iron Fist Gate.
A third-rate sect.
They majored in boxing, especially in physical body shaping.
This disciple named Zhao Dazhuang has the indestructible body of a diamond. If he meets his disciple, he should be able to stage a wonderful battle.
"I'm looking forward to it." Jun Chang said with a smile.
As the organizer kept shouting out the sect, more and more contestants entered the venue.
"cut."
An arrogant martial artist stood lazily on the high platform and said, "It's all rubbish. It's nothing more than a waste of time to participate in this kind of competition."
His name is Ao Wushuang.
The young suzerain of the world-defying holy sect.
Don't look at how arrogant this guy is, but there are real materials, and he broke through to King Wu a few years ago.
In his words, if he was interested in playing the Heroes List, he would already be at the top of the Tianzihao list by now.
Ao Wushuang pointed at a warrior in the distance, and said disdainfully, "Trash."
"..."
The mouth corners of Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others twitched.
Because the guy standing not far away said the garbage was Ye Xingchen!
On weekdays, the younger brother would never leave his mouth with a mouthful of rubbish, but now he is called rubbish by others.
"Are you talking about me?"
Ye Xingchen's face darkened.
Ao Wushuang said indifferently: "What? Say you're trash and still not admit it?"
"Crack!"
Ye Xingchen clenched his fists tightly and said with a low voice, "It's best not to meet me, otherwise, I'll just tear your mouth apart!"
"Hey."
Ao Wushuang said: "I didn't see it, she is even more arrogant than me."
Ye Xingchen stopped talking.
With his character, it is absolutely impossible to have a useless spat with a piece of garbage.
boy.
It's best to pray that you don't meet this emperor, otherwise you will live forever!
The various sects entered one after another.
As the finale, there must be five first-class sects.
Although they didn't send the strongest disciples to play, but after they played, the aura of the show still made many contestants feel pressured.
The sect leaders on the viewing platform prayed silently in their hearts, and when the lottery will be drawn, they must not draw first-class sects, otherwise the first round will be cold.
"cut."
Ao Wushuang said disdainfully: "It's still rubbish."
He doesn't even pay attention to first-class sect disciples, this buddy is really arrogant!
…
The 200 sects participating in the Dragon and Tiger Contest are all in place, and 5,000 contestants are on the central high platform.
"Everyone should wait."
City Lord Han said loudly: "So don't talk nonsense, please represent the disciples of each sect to come out and draw the opponents in the first round!"
"I'm coming!"
"I don't know which sect will be unlucky, and the opponent in the first round draws a first-class sect!"
The warriors watching the battle stared intently.
"Brother."
Lu Qianqian said, "You go."
As the eldest disciple of the sect, she was supposed to represent the Wangu sect to draw opponents, but because of her personality, she didn't like to show her face in public.
"Um."
Li Qingyang got up and walked over.
"Brother!"
Su Xiaomo shouted: "Be sure to draw a better opponent!"
The disciples of the nearby sects all laughed when they heard the words.
The fifth-rate sect at the bottom, no matter how much you draw, you will encounter sects stronger than yourself. What better opponents can you encounter
They are mistaken.
Su Xiaomo said that a better opponent is not weaker, but stronger in overall strength, so that there is a desire to fight.
"Sovereign Monarch."
On the viewing platform, Duan Zishou smiled lightly and said, "Your disciples had better not draw me, the Golden Sacred Sect."
"Yeah?"
Jun Chang smiled, and secretly said: "Qingyang, be lucky, you must draw the Golden Holy Sect for me, and then torture them into dogs!"
…
"tread!"
Li Qingyang stood at the drawing table.
It was a square box with only one hole for the palm to stick in. There were many Zongmen brands in it, and if one was caught, it would be the opponent in the first round.
"call-"
Li Qingyang took a deep breath.
This catch by myself will determine the opponent of the sect.
It's okay to get a fourth-rate sect, but it's depressing to get a first-rate sect.
Manager Li, the pressure is enormous.
Even more stressful than him was Yi Tianxing who was in the Tianyu King City, and his heart was in his throat at this moment!
In the past dragon and tiger battles, the sects sent were absolutely black to the extreme in terms of lottery.
For example last year.
The opponent drawn was a second-rate sect, who was eliminated in the first round.
For example last session.
Although the opponent he drew was from a fourth-rate sect, he was from Zhongzun Prefecture, and was eliminated in the first round again.
"God bless!"
Yi Tianxing prayed secretly: "Be sure to pick a fourth-rate sect from another state!"
"brush!"
Li Qingyang raised his hand and reached into the extraction box.
There are blocks of tokens inside, with restrictions placed on them, and it is impossible to use spiritual thoughts to spy on what is written.
"brush!"
Li Qingyang quickly retracted his hand.
The process was very short, Yi Tianxing closed his eyes subconsciously.
Don't dare to look! Don't dare to look!
"Wan Guzong's opponent is—" At this moment, City Master Han's deep voice came from the light curtain of the formation: "Dayan Shengzong!"
"Plop!"
Yi Tianxing fell to the ground directly, and said in despair: "One... a first-class sect!"
"It's over, it's over!"
Mu Changhong broke down and said, "Five first-class sects were actually drawn, that kid must have not washed his hands when he went to the toilet!"
Qingyang County, which was originally very lively, became extremely quiet in an instant after the city lord Han called out the name of the first-class sect.
"This luck..."
Ma Yunteng covered his forehead and said, "There's no one left!"
The bosses of various sects in the dragon arc competition are also extremely frustrated, after all, they have not been drawn to be their opponents in the first round.
"This newly-emerging sect actually got the Dayan Sacred Sect!"
"There's no play, there's no play!"
"Southwest Yangzhou still can't change, the fate of being out in the first round."
The crowd suddenly became heated.
Among them, many warriors who were optimistic that Wan Guzong would become a dark horse shook their heads helplessly and sighed.
If these top three sects meet the fourth-rate sects in other states, they may be able to advance, but if they encounter first-rate sects in the first round, they will definitely be left behind!
for a while.
The entire audience focused on Li Qingyang, and even gave a close-up of the imaging formation.
This guy is really lucky to be directly drawn to a first-class sect.
"Why."
Li Qingyang shook his head, then turned around, looked at his fellow students with helpless eyes, and said, "I tried my best."
"Crack--"
Xiao Zuiji, Su Xiaomo and the others shook their heads, clenched their fists, grinned and said, "This is exciting!"
Are they laughing
The audience's eyes widened.
First-class sect was drawn in the first round, according to the previous plot, shouldn't cry, shouldn't despair
Duan Zishou was also dumbfounded.
"Jie jie jie!"
Suddenly, laughter came from the side.
Duan Zishou hurriedly turned his head to look over, and saw Jun Changxiao leaning on the chair with his legs crossed, covering his face with one hand, and said with a strange laugh: "It's really exciting to fight against a first-class sect in the first round." !"
The disciples of the Wangu Sect are crazy, and the master of the Wangu Sect is also crazy!
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