In the second round, it was finally Chu Tianjiao's turn to take the stage. When the first round was about to end, she quietly walked out of the box and came downstairs to the competition platform to prepare to take the stage.
Before she reached the steps, a young man in white clothes had already hurried past her. Although the man had a long veil hanging from the hat on his head, Chu Tianjiao could still see that his silver hair was vaguely exposed outside the veil.
Thinking about the information map Huang Niu'er gave her before, Chu Tianjiao immediately guessed that this person was most likely Yue Liuhua.
Not only him, but several other people came to her side one after another. In addition to a few Shenzong guards who were obviously wearing Shenzong costumes, there was another one whose whole person was wrapped in a black robe, even his face.
Covered by the hood, only a slightly sharp chin was exposed to the sun.
This person looks so familiar?!
Staring at the back figure, Chu Tianjiao frowned slightly behind the mask.
During the whole morning's competition, Chu Tianjiao saw almost no masters except for Youngster Wuya.
Naturally, for a guy like Chu Tianyu, even if she reaches the holy level, Chu Tianjiao will not treat her as a master.
And now, among the people standing next to her, two of the Shenzong guards wore the sixth-level warrior medals of the Xuanwu Alliance on their chests. The other three obviously practiced Shenzong Xuanjutsu, but did not wear medals.
Chu Tianjiao speculated that the strength of these three people was probably still higher than the two warriors wearing medals.
How can a truly strong person care about those secular levels?!
Chu Tianjiao is naturally well aware of Yue Liuhua's strength.
And the man wrapped in black clothes, even standing among such a group of masters, still showed a bit of fierceness and was not overwhelmed by the momentum of the crowd. This can only show that his strength is definitely not inferior.
to anyone present.
Compared to the mediocre warriors in the morning, the lineup in the afternoon was too strong!
Curling her lips, Chu Tianjiao glanced disdainfully at the towering iconic tower of the Xuanwu Alliance behind the square. She had enough reasons to suspect that the result of the lottery was fishy.
"Group 38, Shi Jin wins!" Zhuge Changqiu announced the last winner of the first batch, then opened the roster and read out the names of the last thirteen groups aloud, "Group 39, Lan
Dye, Yueliuhua..."
Yue Liuhua walked slowly up the steps. As soon as the others stood still on the stage, a mist flashed past, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue robe appeared on the competition stage.
Aizen?!
Upon hearing this name, Chu Tianjiao instinctively raised his face and looked at the man in blue on the steps.
Metal, wood, water, fire and earth, moon, blue and silent fields!
The Lan family, a family of water mystic arts, this Mr. Aizen is also in the information that Huang Niuer gave her before. It is said that Mr. Aizen was very talented when he was young. He had already broken through to the seventh level of mystical master before the age of twenty. Now he has passed
Although he has not been tested by the Xuanwu Alliance for more than ten years, Chu Tianjiao believes that his strength has already far surpassed that of his youth.
As Zhuge Changqiu's voice called out the words "Tian Yuanchuan", the man in black standing not far from Chu Tianjiao also walked onto the stage. This time, it was a warrior from the Shenzong and one of the two mystic masters.
Group.
"Group 49, Zhou Zheng, Qu Yang, Yue..."
Hearing the word "joy", Chu Tianjiao sighed instinctively in his heart.
No, so many acquaintances?!
Under the steps diagonally opposite, among the waiting people, a young man in a light blue robe slowly walked onto the competition stage.
Seeing Qingyue's dress, Chu Tianjiao could no longer complain.