Everyone has known the rules of the runoff election for a long time.
"Season rules: When the time comes, you must not hurt people. If you want to win, you must subdue the opponent, use military force, or use killer moves. If the two sides are in a stalemate, it is to compete with who has more energy. Of course, the main test of this final election is never how deep your martial arts realm is, but depends on your vision and skills! When confrontation, you can only reach the end. Otherwise, you will use your strength in the first game and you will not be able to fight the final battle!"
The village chief said lightly, then waved.
A fellow in the Hidden Demon Village next to him immediately put two huge rollers on it.
"The duel is played in a lottery situation, with a total of two draws! The first draw is to draw the number of duels, and the second draw is to draw the candidates for duels!"
The village chief said with a stern look: "It's time to start!"
"Yes, village chief!"
The Hidden Demon Village nodded and then said loudly: "I, Mo Zhen, will draw lots for everyone. Do you have any objections?"
"No!"
The people at the scene spoke in unison.
Mo Zhen immediately raised his hand and reached into the first roller, grabbed a note and opened it in public.
A 'three' was clearly displayed on the note.
"The first battle will be held at the same time by three people!" said the village chief.
"The first battle was a scramble."
"It's a big deal."
"I don't know which three unlucky guys are."
"I hope I won't draw me."
There was a lot of discussion on the spot.
"Three people fight?" Lin Yang said confused: "How do you fight three people?"
"So this is the difference between the disciples' runoff." Qin Ling smiled and said, "The disciples' runoff is not a traditional battle. It will not only adopt a one-on-one duel. The village chief's grandfather hopes that the disciples he chose are both talented and intelligent, both civil and military. It is far from enough to be strong just by force. It also requires the ability to adapt to changes and the vision of time and situation. This kind of melee can best test a person's wisdom, so there is a lottery ceremony for the number of people."
"So that's it." Lin Yang nodded suddenly.
"The chasing of three or more people is the most chaotic. This situation can easily cause a person's energy to be consumed in vain. Even if he can win, he will inevitably be exhausted and unable to support the next battle. Therefore, no one wants to be a member of the melee. This first game is a melee, and I don't know who will be on stage." Mo Ping smiled.
"I hope it's different from us, otherwise even if I win, I won't be able to fight later."
"Yes, pray."
Several people whispered and prayed silently.
Soon, the result of the second round of candidate draw was born.
"No. 18! No. 21! No. 37!"
The demon cried loudly.
"No. 18 is Wang Hao, no. 21 is Zhang Jia, no. 37 Chaoyue!"
"It's great without me!"
People suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
The three people who were called were all pale and sighed and walked onto the stage.
The three of them fight, far less at will than just do what they want. The three of them fight not only with their own strength, but also with their own scheming.
After all, everyone wants to be a fisherman and watch the snipe and clam fight.
So the three of them stalemate in the ring.
It took a full hour to fight like this before Chaoyue was born.
However, she was already out of breath and sweating profusely, and it was obvious that she could not continue with the next game.
"I abstain from the right."
Chaoyue's legs were weak and she was helped down and shouted weakly.
The demon Zhen looked at the village chief.
"The three of them have good qualifications, but their plans are a little inferior, so they are not suitable for my disciples." The village chief said calmly.
Mo Zhen nodded and immediately started the second round of lottery draw.
There were no chaotic battles in the next few games, and they were one-on-one duels.
The scene became lively.
Come on and cheer.
People were also excited to see it.
In this way, Mo Zhen turned the drum again, then took out a piece of sign paper from it and spread it out.
"Wow!"
The scene was immediately boiling.
"Five people fighting?"
Lin Yang stared at the sign paper and was immediately stunned.