Cool breeze in spring.

A big battle is coming!

...

Longhu Mountain Square, sit without absent.

The disciples of major Taoist sects gathered together to watch the game. This is a competition among newcomers.

There is no complicated opening remark.

After Zhang Zhiwei, Wang Chongyang, Master Miejue and other sect leaders arrived and sat down.

Liu Qingfeng announced that the competition officially began.

Standing on the referee table, he took out the list of participating sects of the competition.

"Tianshi Mansion: Zhang Han, Zhang Xiaoyun. 2 people!"

"Quanzhen Sect: Yang Tian, ​​Qiu Kui. 2 people!"

"Emei Mountain: Zhang Xue. 1 person!"

"Huashan Sect: Lin Pingzhi. 1 person!"

"Danding Sect: Zhuge Xunchang. 1 person!"

"Taolu Sect: Lu Song. 1 person!"

"Laoshan Road: Xu Hua. 1 person."

"Maoshan Ghost Road: Nine Yin Boy, 1 person."

"Chongyang Mountain: Chen Xin, 1 person!"

"Taiqing Palace: Sun Hua, 1 person!"

“There are 12 new players participating.”

After reading all the lists, Liu Qingfeng announced the rules of the competition.

Very simple.

The first round: Players from each sect draw lots and the same number will be held in a one-on-one knockout match.

The second round: draw lots again, one-on-one, and decide the top three.

Round 3: Finals! The top three are in a big melee and the only winner is selected!

After reciting the rules, Liu Qingfeng reiterated the taboos of the game again.

Except for the inability to use poison, high-level lethal hidden weapons, or things that are too crooked and evil, other talismans and weapons, etc., they are all fine.

The lottery starts!

...

...

Zhang Xiaoyun stood off the court, seemingly calm, but in fact, his heart was trembling.

This is really unfounded.

To put it seriously, this is a life-threatening thing. After all, there is a limit that humans can accept for Sanda competition.

But in this kind of competition, Zhang Xiaoyun cannot guarantee life and death.

All of them are practitioners, and it should be a sword to deal with yourself.

and,

He could clearly feel the bad intentions from all directions and the gloating audience on the stage.

It is obvious that whoever draws him Zhang Xiaoyun first will be the lucky one.

It is easy for a kung fu master to beat an ordinary person, let alone a practitioner?

Several dark eyes gathered on myself.

Zhang Xiaoyun felt a chill on her back.

Yang Tian, ​​Zhang Xue, Lin Pingzhi...Damn!

He suddenly realized that everyone was looking at him, just like watching a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered!

Zhang Xiaoyun was speechless, with a dark face.

Your uncle! You are all planning to be lucky signs, right?

Do you really think that my master is a sick cat?

All are waiting for grandpa!

so,

The time has come to test human nature.

Zhang Xiaoyun looked at Liu Qingfeng, who was holding the lottery box with sincere eyes.

...

...

Watch the table.

The big guys from all walks of life looked dull and they all quietly watched the lottery draw below.

If it weren't for close distance, I'm afraid I wouldn't have noticed it. In fact, these sects' eyes were filled with gloom.

Yue Buqun sat in the middle and always felt that the atmosphere was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

According to the usual Luotian Grand Ceremony, at this time, they should have brag about the awesomeness of their disciples.

Then he refused to give in to each other, complained about each other's shortcomings, cruelty and ridicule.

But today it was super abnormal, and no one wanted to be outstanding.

Moreover, his emotions don’t seem to be very high, and he doesn’t care much about the winners and losses of his disciples.

On the contrary, he himself was eager to try from the beginning and smiled in his heart.

Today is the beginning of his real foundation in Huashan!

"Teacher God, what's going on today? Everyone has entered the way of inaction and see through the victory or loss of the world?" Yue Buqun couldn't help it, so he came to Zhang Zhiwei and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Zhiwei held a pure gold compass in his hand and shook his head slightly. Then, he actually showed a terrible smile, which was fleeting!

Yue Buqun's hair suddenly rose and he felt his scalp numb!

I, Cao! What's the fucking situation? He was sweating coldly in his heart.

He didn't go to the meeting that day, so what happened to the Tianshifu Villa?

The old master showed off his compass and then suddenly laughed.

"Hmph, of course it's impossible to enter the way of inaction. Just a few of them, do you think it's possible to see through the win or loss?"

Yue Buqun frowned: "Why is that? Why are you not in a high mood today?"

The old master smiled.

"No, it would be strange if someone is exposed to a high mood."

"?" Yue Buqun looked confused.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you are almost the same!" Zhuge Bianlu couldn't help but say.

"Old boy! You're already in the ascension state. You can tell us a joke, it's quite exciting, right?" Master Mie Jue cursed.

Zhang Zhiwei curled his lips and then put the pure gold compass into his pocket.

He looked at everyone: "Well, it's boring to see the game at first sight."

"You... are too much!" Wang Chongyang couldn't help it.

"Why, why don't I bet on the banker like in previous years?"

"roll……"

“…!”

“…”

Everyone was silent and cursed in their hearts.

Shameless Zhang Zhiwei!

Do you really think they are fools? It’s time to bet on this, what else can you do? Are you giving money?

Besides, all your belongings have been plundered. Are you betting on your sister?

"Uh...ah...haha..."

Yue Buqun blinked, not understanding why, he could only laugh.
To be continued...