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Chapter 600 Number One

The sun rises in the east, and the night retreats in the west. One fades and the other grows, endlessly.

In the early morning, people on the mountain rushed out of the small building where they lived and walked down the mountain to the competition venue.

The fourth round of drawing is about to begin, and both those who have lost their qualifications and those who continue to participate are rushing there.

This time, there seemed to be a lot of people going to watch the fun.

Because this round of drawing has determined that many people can directly advance to the T-shaped competition.

Also, because there were three consecutive wins in the previous draw, everyone wanted to see if there would be four consecutive wins, and if someone would advance from the regional competition by drawing lots. After all, according to the rules of the competition, the fourth round

The probability of drawing lots with an empty number plate is too high.

Because of this matter, many people have been talking about it since yesterday. On the steps going down the mountain, everyone was still chattering. From time to time, there were remarks like "That guy is so lucky." This was also the most discussed topic in the past two days.

The fourth round of drawing has not even started yet, but it already gives people a feeling of how joyful it is to draw lots.

Several abandoned disciples of the Longguang Sect were the last to go out, because no one likes to be stared at all the time. Yu Qing, who was in the third company, deliberately delayed going out later. Although sooner or later he would be stared at by everyone, he still didn't want to go out.

I like to be pointed and stared at by people on the street.

It's a little better than being stared at in the examination hall. After all, you are mixed in with the crowd and someone is sharing the burden.

He also felt it himself. Originally, he was a young man and liked liveliness, but since he was admitted to the third prize in Jinguo Capital, he has become low-key.

Of course, there is nothing I can do for fear of being recognized.

On the steps going down the mountain, the four abandoned disciples of the Longguang Sect stood condescendingly, walking at the highest point and at the very back.

Looking at the figures on the road below, Nanzhu said happily, "There are eight empty license plates out of the twelve. Depending on your luck, Old Fifteen, you will most likely become the first reliable person in the history of the Chaoyang Conference."

Those who were drawn and advanced to the regional competition."

This joke only made Baili Xin's lips curl up.

After yesterday's defeat, Mu Aotie had no expression on his face, and there was even a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Yu Qing was disdainful. He didn't want to name him, and he couldn't draw a hollow number plate again.

After Nanzhu finished speaking, he looked at the reactions of the other three people and suddenly felt bored...

On the competition ground, twelve contestants arrived one after another, standing together sparsely.

It has to be said that Xiao Changdao and Wu Ronggui's stance is still firm and they always stand by Chan Shaoting's side.

But this time Yu Qing also approached the three of them and stood beside them. Chan Shaoting even glanced at Yu Qing from time to time, which felt weird.

Xiao Changdao had a different feeling. He didn't know if it was his own misunderstanding. After occasionally meeting Yu Qing's eyes, he always felt something was wrong. He felt like this guy was coming for him.

But he is no longer afraid. Ever since Wu Ronggui defeated Mu Aotie, he has the confidence to deal with it.

In fact, his feeling was correct, Yu Qing was here to attack him, and the accounts that should be settled should still be settled with him.

Yu Qing knew that this person was doing all these things behind the scenes just to get promoted from the film area. In order to fight for a good future, he would not let this person get his wish.

He used despicable means to severely injure his Linglongguan, and still wants to advance?

He vowed to crush this person's dream and kick him out of the threshold of promotion.

However, his chance of blocking this time is really low. Among the twelve tiles, eight are empty and only four are with numbers. In other words, both he and Xiao Changdao will win the lottery.

Only four pieces with numbers will have a chance to show off.

The probability of encountering him was low, so he naturally had to get close to Xiao Changdao. Based on the experience gained from the previous lottery, when twelve people formed a circle, he had to follow Xiao Changdao closely to have a chance.

Use Guanzi Jue to draw a duel with Xiao Changdao.

But the premise is that Xiao Changdao can draw the numbered card first, and also that the other people in front cannot draw the corresponding numbered card.

In the stands, Xiang Lanxuan, disguised in a black cloak, came again.

This time she knew very well that it was impossible for the Tanhua Lang to draw a hollow number card this time, because she forced the arrangement, so this time she would definitely be able to see the Tanhua Lang compete with others in terms of strength.

There are only four players in the fourth round, which means only two games are needed.

These two games were put together with today's draw to determine the final top ten in Dingyin District.

Wu Tian, ​​who was on the main stage, saw that it was almost time, so he took a look at the stands. It didn't matter if there were still people watching the excitement, as long as all the people participating in the competition were here, he turned around and went to the backstage.

The people in the backstage were already ready. Wu Tian showed up and greeted: "The front is ready, we can start."

Someone gave him a number plate.

Two Kunling Mountain disciples were about to turn over the background wall with the number plate on it. Qin Fujun, who was involved in the supervision, suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

Wan Liqiu, Gan Ju, Sun Lianxing and all the Kunling Mountain disciples all stared at her.

Gan Ju said in a deep voice: "Junior sister, what do you want to do?"

Qin Fujun didn't explain anything to him, but asked Wu Tian, ​​"You took this number plate and went out, what are you going to say later?"

Everyone was stunned and didn't know what he meant.

Wu Tian cautiously replied: "Of course, just like before, I will tell everyone the situation and go through the motions first and let the contestants vote by a show of hands."

Qin Fujun immediately vetoed: "No! If you still do what you did before, it will probably not be the result we want, and there will probably be an accident."

Gan Ju: "Junior sister, please stop making trouble, can you? Just follow the old way and it is the rule. There will be no mistakes. Do you understand?"

"Okay, let your junior sister finish speaking first." Wan Liqiu stopped him and raised his chin, signaling Qin Fujun to continue.

Qin Fujun first bowed his hands to his master to accept the order, and then asked Gan Ju, "Senior brother, do you know how many people didn't raise their hands in favor of Zhang Zhichen being asked to draw lots last time?"

Gan Ju thought for a while and said hesitantly: "It seems to be seven or eight."

Qin Fujun: "Why don't they raise their hands in favor?"

Gan Ju seemed to understand something and hesitated: "Maybe you are more confident in your own strength?"

Qin Fujun: "Yes, it's because you have confidence, or you don't bother to take advantage. Senior brother, do you know that most of those seven or eight people are still among these twelve people?"

Gan Ju opened his mouth and was speechless. He really hadn't noticed this before. He wasn't as careful as a woman.

Qin Fujun's bright eyes swept across the crowd again, "Also, Zhang Zhichen's classmates have already exposed their flaws in the last competition. Do you think the majority of these twelve people will raise their hands?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other and felt ashamed.

Qin Fujun sighed: "So, if you want to complete the sect's instructions, you can no longer follow the old rules, otherwise you will most likely mess up the matter."

She turned to stare at Wu Tian and pointed to the number plate in his hand, "There is no need to ask them to show their hands to vote. Just give the number plate to Zhang Zhichen. There is no need for other fancy reasons. The only reason is that he didn't have any in the previous game."

Compare it, it’s that simple!”

Everyone understood immediately. Wan Liqiu raised his hand to stroke his beard, nodded slightly, and looked at his closed disciple with a bit of relief in his eyes, "Yes, let's do it this way, Sun Lianxing, what do you think?"

Sun Lianxing hurriedly leaned over and said, "What Deacon Qin said makes sense, this is the safest way to do it!"

Gan Ju on the side remained silent and noticed the master's admiration for his junior sister. He clearly felt that he was being outdone by his junior sister and frowned secretly.

After reaching consensus, Wu Tian left the backstage and went directly to the front desk.

The background wall with the number plate turned over, and someone in the stands suddenly said in surprise: "It seems to be an odd number. Hey, why is there a number plate missing?"

This statement immediately caused a commotion, and everyone noticed one after another that there were twelve people drawing lots, but only eleven number plates were hung on the background wall.

Xiang Lanxuan, who was watching indifferently from the stands, had a knowing sense of teasing in her eyes.

Wu Tian glanced at the noisy commotion, ignored it, and walked straight to the edge of the front desk. His eyes directly locked on Yu Qing, one of the contestants, and shouted on the spot: "Zhang Zhichen, please come on stage."

The scene was silent for a moment, and then there were all kinds of chattering discussions.

Yu Qing, who was standing among the contestants, was also stunned. His eyes paused on the eleven number plates on the background wall. He felt a little bad, but he still moved forward and landed in front of the opponent.

Wu Tian was not polite, he showed a number plate on the spot, raised it above his head, and showed the number on the plate left and right for everyone to see.

The number on the plate is the character "一", which is number one.

Wu Tian held up a sign and said loudly: "Everyone has obtained the rules of the competition, because each district only allows ten people to advance to the regional competition, and Dingyin District has twelve people left after three rounds of competition. In other words, there are more

Two people, two of them cannot advance.

Who will be promoted directly and who will not be promoted is not just a matter of words. For the sake of fairness, this fourth round of drawings was created.

Twelve people draw lots again, and there are eight empty numbers among the twelve numbers. The person who draws the empty number will be directly promoted according to the old rules. Among the remaining four numbers, there are two 'one' and 'one' respectively.

Two 'twos', the people who draw the corresponding number cards will compete again, and the two winners will advance. Today, the ten people who will be promoted in Dingyin District will be determined. Everyone depends on their strength and luck!"

Having said this, he put down the number plate in his hand and handed it to Yu Qing.

Yu Qing stared at Yu Qingyu for a while, not wanting to pick it up at all, but Wu Tian motioned for him to catch it and said in public: "This is your number plate."

The whole audience watched silently.

Yu Qing finally couldn't help but asked: "What do you mean, I don't have to draw lots?"

"This round, you don't have to draw, you are the No. 1 pick!"

Wu Tian told him straightforwardly, and then said loudly to everyone: "You may have doubts, but this is the Chaoyang Conference, and the Chaoyang Conference is a place for martial arts competitions. The four rounds of the competition in this area are not fought, and they all rely on luck in drawing lots.

It's unfair to get passed by, so in the remaining four-person duel, he must have a seat, and he must be allowed to fight no matter what!"

Starting tomorrow, I am going to resume two updates, but I don’t know if I can do it. Thank you to the big red flowers of "Happy Children's Day" for supporting me!


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