Polo games consume a lot of money on people, one full hour, that is, the battle between practitioners can be played in three rounds a day.

Looking at the nervous crowd, Ying Baoyue stared at the sign-in box not far away.

Three rounds are three hours, which is converted into six hours. If the three games are full, it means that you have to last for six hours while riding a horse at high speed and hitting the ball. Such high-intensity consumption will not be able to bear even those who are hit hard.

Even though most of the people present are elites of young practitioners from all over the world and the peak of the earth and human ranks, the three consecutive games are challenges like hell. So even if there is a break between each game, whether you can get byes in the second round of lottery will have a great impact on the final result of the game.

Although the strength of each team will not change much, after all, if the second round is bye, it means that there is a rest time when fighting in other countries and can win without fighting. This advantage is very obvious.

Finally it's time to make luck again.

All practitioners looked at the sign-in box in the center of the stadium.

After this draw, it was time to rest at noon, but before the draw result was achieved, no one had the time to rest.

Because this draw is so important, people would always question whether it is fair.

After all, in the past few preliminary ceremony, every time we draw the second round of lottery, it is often the country that is the one who takes the bye.

That is the host country, Nanchu.

"By the way, which country will take the first bye this time?"

"If I were to let it go before, there was no need to guess. It must be Nan Chu, tsk..."

"Nan Chu retreated in the first round, I haven't seen it for many years..."

While waiting for the lottery, the whispers of the people rang out in the anxious air.

In the past, no matter whether fair or not, the national quota for bye in polo battles always fell on Nan Chu, and everyone should understand the reasons.

However, no one could have thought that this time, the host Nan Chu retreated in the first round, and the situation was unknown.

"No matter whether this draw can be used or not, the methods that Nan Chu has prepared for him this time are no longer useful!"

"I don't know which country this method will fall into?"

Some practitioners from other countries started to talk in a cold manner, and the examiner was slow to announce the lottery, waiting for the anxious and angry people to be very concerned about the discussion.

"But no matter how many rounds Nan Chu is bye... he has never won the first place in the polo battle."

"Yes, the first thing is to be either the Northern Wei or the Later Liao. I want me to tell you, in which round these two countries face each other, it is an early decisive battle!"

"So, isn't this decisive battle over this time?"

"No matter who draws, the one who wins in the end will definitely be the Northern Wei."

"To put it bluntly, it's just a fewer bye games. It's just a bit of a lucky mentality for those weak countries. Weak means weak, and it's not something that can be compensated by enough physical strength! Since it has no effect on the result, can you draw quickly? I still want to go to have a meal!"

Amid the noisy discussions among the crowd, the examiner's slow voice finally sounded in the center of the field.

"The Northern Wei, Eastern Wu, and Former Qin stepson, come forward!"

Here comes!

No matter how disdainful I was about the lottery results just now, when it was time to draw, everyone was still shocked.

"Here's here! I'm going to smoke!"

The attention was paid to everyone, and the result was important, which made the pressure on the three stepsons who drew lots suddenly heavier.

"I..." Ying Xun looked at everyone behind him and forced a smile, "I'm going."

Ying Baoyue looked at his sleeves and clenched his hands tightly into fists, and smiled at him in the nervous silence of everyone, "Just do your best, don't be nervous."

Ying Xun wanted to say that he was not nervous, but the girl's words did make the burden on him lighter.

"Yeah," he nodded and walked towards the center of the court under the gaze of attention.

"Is it human affairs..." However, looking at the young boy's back, a trace of cold light flashed through Ying Baoyue's eyes.

She didn't tell Ying Xun before, but as people said in the previous discussion, this second round of lottery draw was not a solid piece of cake.

Since I have been able to beat Zhongnan Chu again and again, it is really hard to believe that I have not done anything.

But the host country was in a controllable range. Although everyone was dissatisfied, they could not say anything in the end. This time, the draw of Nan Chu made everyone interested in the results, but the host country was gone, which does not mean that the means prepared for the host country were gone.

Ying hugged the moon's eyes as cold as ice.

Ying Baoyue stared at the huge draw box. She knew that there were three ways to manipulate lottery draws without knowing it.

And it is not relying on clumsy tricks, but on the means of a true practitioner.

Of course, all this is based on the level of the practitioner being high enough.

The sign box is so huge that the level 5 and above high-level practitioners can completely switch the position of the bamboo stick by manipulating the internal airflow.

This is the power of a high-level practitioner.

It is precisely because of so many strange things that high-level practitioners of level 5 and above will become the focus of competition among countries.

However, although high-level practitioners can interfere in so many things in the world, there is no need to worry about causing too much trouble. After all, few people can do this.

And in full view of everyone, it is difficult to control the fifth level, and if you go up, there will be even fewer people.

It is not like this that no high-level practitioner will take action.

Even in big occasions, this situation often does not occur. Because if you want to use this method, you have to build it on the situation where there is no heavenly level practitioner present.

After all, at the moment of a cultivator at the heavenly level, these methods that ordinary people cannot discover are to grasp and have nowhere to hide.

In real important occasions, there are often many cultivators from heaven from many countries, such as the mid-level ceremony of the Eastern Wu.

In the first-level ceremony, these things are prone to appear, Ying Baoyue thought to herself. She looked up at the high platform in the distance and was as if she was asleep.

There is only one heavenly cultivator here. He hasn't seen Nan Chu's methods so many times before, and this time he probably won't "see it."

"The auspicious time is here, and the lottery begins!"

As the ritual officer shouted, Meng Shi, Zhao Guang and Ying Xun put their hands into the sign box at the same time.

Everyone held their breath, but at this moment, Ying Baoyue's pupils shrank.

No one around her responded, but just as the three of them reached in, she suddenly felt a stream of air emerging in the sign-up box and ran away in scattered areas!

It actually appeared!

Ying Baoyue's fingertips tightly into her palm. She had just guessed before, but she didn't expect that there would be a high-level practitioner who would do such a method.

On the platform, Mr. Mengyang seemed to wake up from his sleep. The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the box quietly. A flash of unexpected and unexpected flashed through his eyes, but the next moment his eyes turned cold and he closed his eyelids without saying anything.

Let everything happen.

The change was going on quickly, no one could stop it, but the next moment, Ying Baoyue, who was staring at the signing box, was suddenly stunned.

Mr. Mengyang, who seemed to be asleep on the platform, suddenly opened his eyes.

Ying Baoyue looked at the sign-in box, and as the airflow in the box was surging and stirring, another airflow suddenly appeared from nowhere, like a strong wind and waves pressing down the breath suddenly!

The airflow came from nowhere, coming and going quickly, like a gust of breeze, but it was not like the previous breath that stormed everywhere, but it only completely offset the aura that appeared in the box before, like light swallowing the darkness.

Ying Baoyue opened her eyes wide, felt the initial aura in the sign-in box disappear, and then turned around and looked into the distance behind him.

There is nothing there, only the outline of the faint green mountains.

No one knew that Mr. Mengyang on the high platform also looked in the same direction at the same time. The next moment, the old man narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Step 4?"

"Sir, what did you say?" Ji Jiashu was stunned.

"Nothing." Mr. Mengyang said lightly.

And at this moment, a huge shout erupted in the center of the stadium.

I looked closely and saw that the three stepsons had already drawn the draw.

Only few people know that a silent game just ended.

But people had no time to take care of themselves, just staring at the newly drawn result.
Chapter completed!