Usually, the Tao Tai competition will be the last competition.
And finally in the finals, the strongest Holy Son was determined and became the personal leader of the Holy Son Ceremony.
But this time, the leader of the Wuliang Sect claimed that the Taoist competition would be held in the second stage of the Holy Son Ceremony.
This indeed surprised many of the participating saints.
At this time, the leader of the Wuliang Sect was wearing a cassock and clasping his hands together: "That's good, that's good."
"This Tao Tai Competition is slightly different from the Tao Tai Competition that all saints and saints are familiar with."
"This Tao Tai competition only has five rounds in total."
"In the first round, there were ninety-nine contestants, one person got a bye, forty-eight people were eliminated, and fifty people advanced."
"In the second round, there are fifty contestants, twenty-five will be eliminated, and twenty-five will advance."
"In the third round, there were twenty-five contestants, one had a bye, twelve were eliminated, and thirteen were promoted."
"In the fourth round, there were thirteen contestants, one got a bye, six were eliminated, and seven advanced."
"In the fifth round, there are seven contestants, one has a bye, three are eliminated, and four advance."
"This is the end of the second stage of the Holy Son Ceremony."
"The four qualified contestants can enter the third stage, which is the final stage."
After hearing the explanation from the leader of Wuliang Sect, the monks present suddenly realized.
Someone whispered: "It turns out that the Tao Tai Competition will not determine the final leader."
"But pick the top four and it's over."
At this time, in the direction of Xuanqing Dao Gate, one of the three gates, the Holy Son Wan Wuhen stood up and said, "May I ask the master of Wuliang Gate."
"There are only five rounds in the Daotai competition, but there are four byes. Isn't this unreasonable?"
"If some people are lucky..."
At this point, Wan Wuhen's playful eyes were directed at Luo Fu, the Holy Son of the Penglai Divine Sect, and said: "If some people are so lucky and get byes in a row, wouldn't it be unfair to others?"
The leader of Wuliang Sect smiled peacefully and clasped his hands together: "Luck is also a part of strength."
"For example, during the exploration of the Great Secret Realm, some people fought for days and narrowly escaped death. Perhaps, the gains were minimal."
"There are also people who don't fight but reap the benefits."
Wan Wuhen thought for a moment and said, "But, after all, the Taotai competition is different from the Great Secret Realm adventure."
The leader of the Wuliang Sect nodded: "This is the second difference between this Tao Tai Competition and the other Tao Tai Competition."
As he spoke, the Master of Wuliang Sect faced the sky and flicked his sleeves.
In an instant, a big screen appeared in front of everyone.
What was seen on the big screen was actually a total of forty-eight floating islands.
But these floating islands are thousands of times smaller than the floating islands in the first round of secret realm trials, and can only be regarded as pocket floating islands.
Moreover, the environment, size, and shape of each small floating island are also different.
Wan Wuhen rubbed his chin and stared at the forty-eight floating islands, thoughtfully.
The leader of Wuliang Sect said: "There is no real Tao platform in this Tao platform competition."
"All contestants need to be randomly selected to a floating island, teleported there, and fight on the floating island."
"Furthermore, the battle rules of each floating island are different."
"As for the forty-eight floating islands, you will understand the specific rules after you land on the island."
So mysterious?
The audience at the scene whispered to each other and discussed in low voices.
The ninety-nine contestants have different expressions and thoughts.
Immediately, the leader of Wuliang Sect waved his hand: "Fellow Taoists, please be quiet."
"The next step is to draw lots."
"Ninety-nine contestants are invited to appear."
Ninety-nine contestants entered the venue one after another.
The leader of the Wuliang Sect swept his gaze towards the unconscious Nalan Ruoqing and said, "Since Nalan Ruoqing has not yet woken up, her drawing of lots needs to be postponed."
Can the draw be postponed?
Why is this delayed?
Countless people have such questions in their minds.
However, since the leader of Wuliang Sect said so, there must be other arrangements, and no one asked on the spot.
Afterwards, the leader of Wuliang Sect smiled slightly and said: "In order to avoid someone operating behind the scenes, we adopt a more reasonable way of drawing lots."
“First, pick a bye.”
The leader of Wuliang Sect flicked his sleeves and released ninety-nine streams of light.
Ninety-nine streams of light floated in the air and turned into ninety-nine jade slips.
The leader of the Wuliang Sect said: "Among the ninety-nine jade slips, only one has writing on it. The person who draws this jade slip will have a bye and will automatically advance to the second round of the Taoist competition."
"Everyone, please choose freely."
Luo Fu raised his head and looked at the ninety-nine suspended jade slips. Without any hesitation, he jumped into the air and flew towards a jade slip.
The ninety-nine jade slips all look exactly the same in appearance, without any regularity.
Therefore, the choice Luo Fu made was completely random.
When his fingertips were about to touch a jade slip.
Suddenly, a figure swooped in like lightning.
This person, with great speed, snatched Luo Fu's jade slip in front of Luo Fu!
This scene immediately made the atmosphere at the scene lively.
This is definitely an act of provocation!
The Daotai competition has not even started yet, but someone is already targeting Luo Fu.
"Who stole Luo Fu's jade slip!?"
Countless pairs of eyes were shot towards the person who snatched the jade slip.
Luo Fu himself frowned slightly and looked at the Holy Son who had snatched his jade slip.
"Ah! It's Wan Wuhen!"
"He is actually the strongest holy son of the Xuanqing Dao Sect, Wan Wuhen!"
"Oh my God, even before the Daotai competition has started, the strongest saint, Wan Wuhen, has shown such strong hostility towards Luo Fu!"
"It seems that Luo Fu has successfully aroused Wan Wuhen's interest!"
Some viewers are excited, and others are naturally sad.
The monks on Penglai Shenzong's floating island couldn't help but frown.
The Eastern Divine Dynasty had good relations with the Penglai Divine Sect, and the saints and saints headed by Dongfang Wan'er looked in the direction of Luo Fu with worried faces.
The monks in the Nanhai Zun Palace cast complex looks at Luo Fu.
Because there was "nothing clear" between Murong Yan and Luo Fu, and Luo Fu had let Zhang Huang go, the monks in the Nanhai Zun Palace had a good impression of Luo Fu.
An elder saint from the Nanhai Zundian said with concern: "The Holy Son of the Three Sects is recognized as the strongest Holy Son of the thirty-three major forces."
"And Wan Wuhen, it is also rumored that he is the strongest saint son of Xuanqing Taoist Sect."
"The Holy Son Ceremony has just concluded the first phase of the competition, and Wan Wuhen has shown such strong hostility towards Luo Fu. This is a big event."
For a time, the forces who had good relations with Luo Fu were all panicked and felt extremely worried about Luo Fu.
Because as the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, Wan Wuhen has never participated in any open competition!
Therefore, no one knows how strong this person is.
Over the dojo.
Wan Wuhen had a faint smile on his face and waved the jade slip he had just snatched towards Luo Fu.
His tone was arrogant: "In the kill list, you're number one in the overall list, right?"
"Luo Fu, you shouldn't be so arrogant."
"You took advantage of a loophole in the rules and got thirty-six kills, which earned you an unprecedented honor."
"But because of this, I, Wan Wuhen, successfully locked you in as a sure-kill target!"
"Luo Fu, do you think you are lucky or unlucky?"
If snatching Luo Fu's jade slips was a provocation.
So every word in Wan Wuhen's current language is full of ridicule!
Wan Wuhen's words successfully ignited the audience's desire to watch, and everyone couldn't wait to see the battle between Luo Fu and Wan Wuhen.
Wan Wuhen's attitude stimulated the vast majority of the audience, who all wanted to see Luo Fu's fierce reaction.
I hope to see Luo Fu and Wan Wuhen have a tit-for-tat attitude.
However, Luo Fu's reaction was very mediocre.
Luo Fu just glanced at Wan Wuhen and calmly went to get another jade slip.
Luo Fu's actions made Wan Wuhen couldn't help but shake his head and said with a smile: "You don't even have the courage to talk to me. It seems that you are no more than that."
"Come to think of it, you accidentally got the first place in the kill list. At this moment, your heart is already panicking."
The vast majority of the audience also felt extremely disappointed with Luo Fu's reaction.
"ah?"
"Topping the list of kills, that's it?"
"Wan Wuhen almost spit on Luo Fu's face, but Luo Fu is actually indifferent?"
Even the other powerful saints and saints showed disappointment in Luo Fu.
They once decided to target Luo Fu.
But obviously, Luo Fu's cowardice made them feel unworthy of their decision.
But what Luo Fu said next made everyone stunned.
It even directly ignited Wan Wuhen's strongest anger.
After Luo Fu got his jade slip, he just looked back at Wan Wuhen and said in a calm tone: "I have encountered countless powerful enemies."
"And you, you can't even be ranked."
"Every word I say to you is a compliment to you."
After saying this, Luo Fu held the jade slip and slowly landed on the ground.
Fry the pot directly on site!
They all thought that Luo Fu was cowardly and did not dare to face Wan Wuhen directly.
As a result, Luo Fu dropped such a bombshell.
Is there anything more destructive than words like this?
Those saints and saints who were greatly disappointed with Luo Fu all looked stunned.
Unexpectedly, Luo Fu would choose to be so tough when facing the strongest Wan Wuhen!
Wan Wuhen pointed angrily at Luo Fu and said coldly: "Luo Fu, please remember what you said today!"
"I, Wan Wuhen, must let you swallow back whatever you say!"
Luo Fu nodded slightly: "I hope you can meet me alive."
Wan Wuhen's expression was so cold that it was about to freeze.
Afterwards, the other saints also freely selected a jade slip.
The leader of the Wuliang Sect looked around at the saints: "Who has got it, other than the blank jade slip?"
A holy son of the Eternal Creation Pavilion raised his jade slip: "Me."
This person inspired the jade slip, and a stream of light shot out from the jade slip, forming the word "bye".
At this point, the man left the dojo with great joy and successfully advanced to the next round.
Then, the leader of Wuliang Sect smiled slightly: "Now, let's draw lots in groups."
"Penglai Shenzong, Luo Fu, comes out."
"On your blank jade slip, write any number from one to forty-eight."
After Luo Fu complied, he handed the jade slip to the leader of Wuliang Sect.
The leader of Wuliang Sect nodded and said: "Wan Wuhen, do as you are told."
Wan Wuhen also randomly wrote down a number and gave it to the leader of Wuliang Sect.
After checking it, the Wuliang Sect Master shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, the numbers you two wrote are not the same."
"The next person...write down the number."
Then, one after another, the saints and saints were randomly named and wrote any number between one and forty-eight on their blank jade slips.
When the sixteenth Holy Son wrote down the numbers and handed over the jade slip.
The leader of Wuliang Sect smiled slightly and said: "The same number was born."
"Penglai Shenzong, Luo Fu."
"Taizong of Taiqing Dynasty, Fei Zhong."
"The number written by both of them is the same, which is 'seven'".
After saying this, the head of Wuliang Sect showed the two jade slips on the spot, and sure enough, the numbers in the stream of light were all "seven".
The leader of the Wuliang Sect said: "Since Fei Zhong, all the saints are no longer allowed to write the word 'seven'."
"Then, the first battle begins!"
"I invite Luo Fu and Fei Zhong to go to the No. 7 floating island for a duel."
"Contestants who haven't written down their numbers yet, please wait where you are."
At this moment, everyone understood the mechanism of this lottery.
One after another, the saints wrote down the numbers they chose. As long as two identical numbers appeared, it was determined that the two were in the same group.
So next, these two numbers will be prohibited from being written out.
Since the numbers are handwritten by the contestants, this grouping method is indeed not easy to operate in the dark.
Subsequently.
Luo Fu and Fei Zhong stepped onto the teleportation array respectively.
The next moment.
On the big screen, Floating Island No. 7 was enlarged and filled the entire screen.
Floating Island No. 7.
Two rays of light flashed simultaneously.
Luo Fu and Fei Zhong appeared at the same time.
The second stage of the Holy Son Ceremony, the Dao Tai Competition, has officially begun!
