The person lining up behind Zhao Xiaozhong was originally Wu Fan, but it was only because the Xifeng disciple was impatient that he jumped in line first and got ahead of him. Seeing Zhao Xiaozhong's aggrieved face, Wu Fan first stepped forward to comfort the latter, then took a deep breath and came to the table.
"Ah sneeze..."
But just when Wu Fan reached for the bamboo tube, the bald man across the table sneezed for no reason. Although this sneeze was not loud, the movement was not small. The bamboo tube on the table was knocked directly to the table, and the wooden signs inside were scattered.
"Elder Wei...are you okay?" Wu Fan couldn't help but asked with concern.
"What can happen to me? I talked too much yesterday, and my nose feels a little uncomfortable..." The bald man muttered as he put away the wooden cards on the table, and then handed the bamboo tube to Wu Fan, "Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and draw lots!”
"Oh..." Wu Fan smiled sheepishly. When he saw an extra wooden sign protruding from the bamboo tube, he subconsciously pushed it back. But just when he pinched the wooden sign with his fingers, he saw the bald man put the bamboo tube back without warning, "Okay, okay, next one..."
Wu Fan didn't expect that his lottery would be obtained in this way, and he was a little bit dumbfounded, but now that it was over, he couldn't regret it, so he could only lower his head and check the numbers on his wooden sign.
But he looked over it several times, but he felt suspicious in his heart: "Elder Wei, is there something wrong with my signature?"
The bald head signaled the remaining disciples to continue drawing lots, then hurriedly stood up and came to Wu Fan: "These things are temporary...but I prepared them carefully, what's the problem?"
As he spoke, he took the wooden sign from Wu Fan's hand, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put on a somewhat surprised expression: "You're lucky, you got an empty sign! You go and have a rest first, Wait for the next round of drawing and come back!”
"Ah?" Wu Fan didn't expect that he would be so "lucky", and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.
However, the bald man did not continue to pay attention to him. Instead, he turned to look at the other disciples and arranged the progress of the game...
Yun Lang on the stage became much more relaxed when he saw that Wu Fan got the empty lottery, but Lu Chun had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth: "I don't know what kind of bad luck this little bastard got. Let's see how long you can keep jumping... Huh!"
"Lu Chun! Watch your words!" Lu Chun's voice was not quiet, and it was completely heard by Shi Xuewen next to her, which immediately made her unhappy.
On the other hand, Yun Lang didn't care at all: "Junior sister Xue Wen, don't take it to heart, don't let people see our joke!"
After hearing this, Shi Xuewen looked around and turned to the other side angrily...
After the draw was over, the competition began under the arrangement of Elder Wei. Perhaps because the disciples with weak foundations were eliminated, today's battle was much more exciting than yesterday.
When he saw the unattractive Zhao Xiaozhong defeating another Xifeng disciple, Lu Chun jumped up and cursed, but it was Shi Xuewen's cold snort that calmed him down.
Lu Chun turned around angrily and ran away downstairs, hiding in the shade of a tree in the distance. Then he looked up at Yun Lang who was chatting and laughing with Shi Xuewen. He didn't know what he was thinking...
Although the first game was quite exciting, the following games were so disparate in strength that these twelve games were advanced a long time ago. Elder Wei went back upstairs to discuss with Yunlang for a few words, and then went downstairs to let the six winning disciples rest for a while, preparing to accumulate performance points through a rotating competition later, and then eliminate one of them.
Perhaps because the preparations were too hasty, or perhaps because the rest was short, the first three rounds of the alternating competition ended quickly. Elder Wei hurriedly called the fourth group of disciples to the stage in order.
"The next match is between Dongfeng Wufan and Xifeng Xu Sihuo..."
"Elder, my name is Xu Yi..." Although Xu Yi has reminded him more than once, Elder Wei still can't pronounce his name correctly, and Xu Yi also has a headache.
Yesterday, Elder Wei called Xu Yanyan several times but no one answered him. It was because he felt something was wrong and intervened in time to ask a question that saved him from being eliminated for such a dramatic reason.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Is it wrong for me to say four fires?" Elder Wei looked displeased, "Hurry up and get on stage, don't waste time!"
The little Xu Yi shrugged helplessly, but just as he was about to step onto the stage, he saw Elder Lu Chun looking sad in the distance.
"Elder! I will never let you down!" He gritted his teeth, took out a pill from his arms, drank it, and then walked onto the competition stage with firm eyes.
Opposite Wu Fan had already taken the big knife and stood up before him. Xu Yi just glanced at it casually, took out a half-human-high meteor hammer from the shelf, and swung it with both hands.
Although Xu Yi's height was not much higher than the meteor hammer, the weapon was as light as cotton in his hands. He made a hunting sound and kept hitting Wu Fan!
At first, Wu Fan wanted to try to block it with his blade, and then took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. However, he didn't expect that his muscles and bones became weak just after receiving the first attack, and he no longer had the power to attack further, so he could only move away to dodge.
Perhaps because Xu Yi was eager to win, his moves gradually lost their order, and he actually projected a meteor hammer! Upon seeing this, Wu Fan's eyes flashed, and he leaned back to avoid the attack, and the counterattack horn sounded in his ears.
"You no longer have weapons...it's better to admit defeat!" Wu Fan persuaded Xu Yi while suppressing him.
"No...I'm sorry! I can't lose..." Xu Yi roared, and a dark golden sheen appeared on the surface of his skin. The luster surged on his fist, and he hit the opposite blade directly.
"Crash..." The imaginary scene of skin being torn open and flesh flying everywhere did not appear. With a crisp sound, a spider web cracked on the surface of the knife, and then only the handle was left in Wu Fan's hand.
Wu Fan was shocked when he saw the opponent's lifeless blow. Although he really wanted to determine the winner, he also didn't want to hurt anyone's life. So even though he didn't have time to stop, he could slow down some of the force and hope not to seriously injure the opponent.
However, the sudden change made him a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, he did not react slowly and activated the earth skills in time to restrain the opponent, so that the opponent's attack did not continue to move forward...
"Huh?" Lu Chun was frowning over there, thinking about the next arrangement, when he suddenly felt the fluctuations coming from the competition stage, and he was startled and turned around to look.
At this time, Xu Yi's eyes were red, and his mouth and nose were filled with thick breath.
"Xu Yi! Have you forgotten what I told you before? Come down here quickly!" Lu Chun hurriedly used the Zhengqi needle to transmit the message.
"Elder...of course I remember, but I...don't want to disappoint you..." Xu Yi murmured.
"I told you that winning or losing won't change anything at all! Get out of here!" Lu Chun became anxious when he saw traces of blood seeping out of Xu Yi's skin.
"I'm sorry, I can't let you down! I can't lose!" As he said this, Xu Yi's throat moved, and his body expanded at a visible speed! At this time, he seemed to have changed into a different person, with muscles all over his body tangled like an iron mountain!
Although Wu Fan took action in time to restrain Xu Yi with earth skills, Lu Chun knew that he could not sustain this for long, so he could only continue to send a message: "Xu Yi! Stop! Stop it!"
He knew that if this continued and Xu Yi completely lost control, the situation would only become more dangerous, so he could no longer care about anything else and would step on stage to stop it.
But before Lu Chun could take action, Yun Lang came to the stage first, and saw him secretly reciting the magic formula in his mouth, and directly strangled Xu Yi, who was trapped in the earth magic formula, to death on the spot, and there was no longer any breath left.
"Asshole! Damn it!" Lu Chun didn't expect that a sudden accident would lead Yunlang to take action in advance. Although he wanted to take revenge now, he had more important things to accomplish than revenge, so he could only grit his teeth and turn around. Leave.
"Junior brother, the game is not over yet, why are you in a hurry to leave?" Lu Chun was blocked by Yun Lang before he took a few steps.
"The Jade Pot Sect is not run by your family. Isn't it okay if I feel depressed and want to just walk around?" Lu Chun said expressionlessly.
"Junior brother wants to leave, I won't stop him. The reason why I came here is just to give something back to junior brother..." Yun Lang said with a half-smile.
"Something?" Lu Chun frowned and looked back. The medicine bottle he had given to Xu Yi before had actually fallen into Yun Lang's hands. However, the elixir in it was only effective for consolidating the Golden Secret, so it would be harmless even if Yun Lang got it.
But he still looked calm and reached for his chest: "Yunlang, we have something to talk about! I also have a bottle of elixir here. Since you like it, I will give it to you!" After saying that, he casually gave it to you. He took it out and threw a medicine bottle in front of Yun Lang.
Yunlang's mind suddenly moved and he was about to catch it, but he saw that the medicine bottle fell straight to the ground, and a thick smoke emitted surrounding him.
Seeing this, Lu Chun's thoughts changed, and he shot a piece of earth thorn into the thick smoke, hoping to block the latter and buy him some time to leave.
But just when Lu Chun was about to turn around and run away, he saw the earth thorns on his back turned around and turned him into a hedgehog.
"Escape? Hahaha... I want to see where you can escape to?" The thick smoke dissipated, and Yun Lang's figure gradually became clear, "Lü Chun, you only dared to be so rampant because of the protection of an expert. Now There are all my people on the main peak, even if the King of Heaven comes, I won’t be able to protect you!"
"Yunlang! You sanctimonious despicable person, don't think that I don't know what you are doing! Let me ask you... How can the Yuhu Sect be sorry for you! Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?" Lu Chun said It was already covered with wounds, and he couldn't move any more, so he could only grit his teeth.
Yun Lang's eyes turned red when he heard this, and then he clenched his fists and said sternly: "Lu Chun! Don't pretend to be noble with me here. Don't think that I don't know the purpose of your coming to the Yuhu Sect! I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm here The Yuhu Sect does have selfish motives, but instead of being able to help me, the Yuhu Sect has wasted a lot of my youth!"
As he said that, Yun Lang suddenly became excited: "Since the Yuhu Sect should have perished long ago, why don't I take the opportunity to use it to achieve my own goals, so that...its demise will also have meaning because of my existence...and you!" Yun Lang! Lang pointed at Lu Chun: "It's my obstacle! It's my stumbling block!"
"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you, that idiot from Xifeng, for giving me a fair and just reason to attack you!" As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Yunlang's hand, and the long sword pointed directly at Lu Chun's throat, and he said softly: "Remember Is that what I said before? Go and pay for Chun Ya'er and the big tree with your life!"
"Uh-huh!"
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