''A group of ten for a melee? ! ''
''Is this a method of raising gu to select the strongest person in each group? ''
''interesting! Haha, this year's Immortal Conference is much more interesting than previous Immortal Conferences. The rules of this competition are more cruel. According to the past, it was a one-on-one duel between two and two, and the efficiency was indeed lower. Nowadays, a group of ten people engage in melee, and the pace of the game has been greatly accelerated, and this kind of melee is relatively fresh! ''
''......''
After hearing the rules of the competition announced by Elder Han Qian, the geniuses from all over the world immediately started talking.
Afterwards, all the talented contestants stepped forward to draw group numbers.
''Junior brother Qin, let's come together. ''
Master Yuqing smiled.
Qin Changsheng nodded, stood up together with the competing disciples of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, and stepped forward to draw the group number.
After a while.
''Number thirty-six. ''
Qin Changsheng looked at the number plate in his hand, which had his group number written on it.
''I am No. 14, Junior Brother Qin, what number did you draw? ''
Master Yuqing took his number plate, glanced at it, then looked at Qin Changsheng and asked with a smile.
''I am number thirty-six. ''
''Huh... okay, okay, we are not in the same group. ''
Upon hearing this, Master Yuqing immediately patted his chest, and at the same time took a long breath, as if he was relieved, and laughed.
''I am in Group Thirteen haha! ''
Yi Yang also drew a group number, turned it over and looked at it, and burst into laughter.
''Sir, what about you, what's your number? ''
Qin Changsheng looked at Jian Chaoyang curiously.
Jian Chaoyang turned over and took a look at his number plate and said: "Number ninety-seven." ''
''I successfully avoided two monsters, it seems that my destiny is on my side. ''
Yi Yang laughed immediately after hearing this.
''I am number forty-two. ''
Hua Qianqiu also got the group number and said.
''I am also number 42. ''
Just as Hua Qianqiu finished speaking, another Shaoqing Sword Sect disciple who came back after drawing his number plate couldn't help but said depressedly.
''It doesn't matter, after this group melee is over, there will be another opportunity to challenge. ''
Everyone comforted.
In this kind of group melee, the biggest fear is that one of you will be assigned to the same group.
Fortunately, the competition rules of this group of immortals are quite strict. Even if they lose in the melee, they will still get a chance to challenge, and no capable player will be accidentally eliminated.
...
The geniuses from all over the world drew their numbers one after another.
Tang Guihai held the number plate in his hand and looked through the crowd to Qin Changsheng.
In his hand, he held a number plate.
He came forward directly.
''Qin Changsheng! ''
Tang Guihai called out.
Qin Changsheng looked back: "It's you, is something wrong?" ''
''The grudge between you and me should be settled now! ''
Tang Guihai said in a deep voice.
Qin Changsheng looked calm and said: "The grudges between you and me all started when you wanted to take my Nine Secrets by force." ''
Tang Guihai said coldly: "No matter what, you and I should come to an end today." ''
''Do you dare to tell me which group you are in? Do you dare to fight in the same group as me? ! ''
Tang Guihai stared at Qin Changsheng with blazing eyes, and a strong sense of oppression arose in his body, pressing towards Qin Changsheng.
''Are you sure you want to compete with me in the same group? ''
Qin Changsheng glanced at Tang Guihai and said calmly.
''You do not dare? ''
Tang Guihai's momentum was overwhelming.
Qin Changsheng smiled when he heard this and said: "I advise you not to be in a group with me, otherwise you will regret it later." ''
''Arrogant! Huh, do you think I'm still the same person I was before? Over the years, I have been practicing hard all the time, going through countless hardships, and finally became a saint. I want to fight you in this assembly of immortals and pay back a hundred times the pain you gave me in the first place! ''
Tang Guihai said coldly: "I know that your strength has also improved. The little Tathagata lost to you at the Tianjiao event seven days ago, but I, Tang Guihai, am by no means inferior to others. If you have some courage, Just tell me your team number, and you and I will compete in the same team! ''
Qin Changsheng looked at Tang Guihai and said, "As you wish." ''
He turned his number plate towards Tang Guihai.
''Number thirty-six? ''
Tang Guihai frowned when he saw Qin Changsheng's number plate, then turned around and left. A voice came out and said: "If you are in the same group, I will suppress you!" ''
With that said, he strode back to the floating island of the Beihai Immortal Sect, and said to the participating disciples of the Beihai Immortal Sect: "Which of you has drawn the group number thirty-six?" ''
Among the Beihai Immortal Sect disciples, one of the disciples hesitated for a moment and then said: "Senior Brother, I am No. 36." ''
''Okay, you and I exchange number plates, do you have any objections? ''
Tang Guihai's eyes suddenly brightened when he heard this. He didn't expect that a disciple of his Beihai Immortal Sect would win the group number 36.
He himself drew the number ninety-seven, but not the number thirty-six, so he had to exchange it with others.
Originally, he just came here to ask. If no one of the Beihai Immortal Sect disciples picked the thirty-sixth number, he would go and ask the geniuses of other sects.
Now it saves a thing.
That disciple did not refuse to exchange number plates with Tang Guihai.
Because he knew that Tang Guihai exchanged number plates to deal with Qin Changsheng.
As for Qin Changsheng's strength, he had witnessed it with his own eyes at the genius event seven days ago. He was extremely powerful. He was not sure that he could defeat Qin Changsheng, so he was naturally happy to exchange it with Tang Guihai.
Holding the number plate number thirty-six in his hand.
Tang Guihai turned to look at the Shaoqing Sword Sect's stronghold, his eyes bursting with blazing light: "Qin Changsheng... I will definitely defeat you in this battle!" ''
...
Except Tang Guihai.
There was another person eyeing Qin Changsheng.
This person is Zhao Yunxiu, the youngest swordsman of Xuantian Sect's generation.
Holding the number plate No. 56 in his hand, Zhao Yunxiu's eyes also fell on where the people of the Shaoqing Sword Sect were.
Later, he also came to where everyone from the Shaoqing Sword Sect was.
''Qin Changsheng! ''
Zhao Yunxiu called to Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng turned around, his eyes fell on Zhao Yunxiu, he raised his eyebrows and said: "You also want to compete with me in the same group?" ''
Zhao Yunxiu was a little surprised by Qin Changsheng's directness, but he didn't pay attention to it. He only said coldly: "Ten years ago, I was half a step into the saint realm, but I was defeated by you in front of everyone, and I have been reduced to a low status since then." For the laughingstock! ''
''Ten years later, I have become a saint, and I should be vindicated! Do you dare to challenge? ''
Qin Changsheng glanced at him, without any nonsense, he directly raised his number plate and said: "Group thirty-six, come here, I will fight." ''
Zhao Yunxiu glanced at the number plate in Qin Changsheng's hand, said nothing more, turned around and went to exchange group numbers.
Regarding this behavior of exchanging group numbers, Han Qian turned a blind eye and didn't care.
Because no matter how they exchange, it will not affect the final ranking.
Because among the losers in the final hundred groups of battles, any unwilling ones will have a chance to challenge the winners of each group. No capable genius will be accidentally eliminated, and no one with insufficient strength will be allowed to do so. The players were lucky enough to advance.
