Qi Feiyuan was the first to draw lots, and the probability of getting the lucky draw No. 3 was one-fifth. He reached out and fumbled in the wooden box for a while, and seemed to have made up his mind, and took out a wax pill from the wooden box.
Elder Whitebeard stepped forward and took the wax pill from Qi Feiyuan's hand. After pinching it open, he took out a slender yellow note from the wax pill.
He glanced at it and then said loudly: "Disciples Qi Feiyuan, lottery number five."
Qi Feiyuan looked disappointed, and countless disciples around him also sighed.
After the young disciple holding a pen and paper took notes, Zhao Wuji began to draw lots. He also reached out and took out a wax pill from the wooden box, also very slowly.
Now his chance of getting the No. 3 lottery is 1 in 4, which is higher than Qi Feiyuan’s chance just now!
Elder Whitebeard took out the wax pill, pinched it open, took out the note inside the wax pill, and said, "Disciple Zhao Wuji, lot number four!"
Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly, shook his head, and stepped aside. The countless disciples around him who were watching the drawing of lots attentively could not help but exclaim in surprise.
If two people in a row fail to draw the third lottery, then the third person to draw the lottery should be the one with the highest probability, with a one-third chance.
Gu Jianchi smiled slightly and spoke to Yun Qiyou for the first time: "Junior Sister Yun, please go ahead."
Everyone was stunned. Because Yun Qiyou was standing at the outermost edge, everyone thought that the third person to draw lots would be Gu Jianchi. Unexpectedly, Gu Jianchi had an easy-going and generous personality, and he was a senior brother. At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye knew clearly that the person in front of him was
When both players lose, the third draw has the greatest chance of getting the No. 3 pick.
However, Gu Jianchi deliberately gave the greatest chance to Yun Qiyou.
His words immediately attracted praise from countless people.
The leader, Yu Jizi, who was sitting outside the main hall, also smiled and nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with the humble and generous performance of the closed disciple at this moment.
However, Yun Qiyou didn't buy it. She said calmly: "Thank you, Senior Brother, for your kindness. Luck is determined by fate. There is no need to give in. Senior Brother please invite me first."
Gu Jianchi was slightly startled, and then said: "Okay, then I will draw lots first."
After saying that, he reached out and quickly took out a wax pill from the wooden box. The drawing process was farther than that of Qi Fei before him. Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuji were obviously much faster, and they didn't seem to care about the number they would draw.
superior.
Elder Whitebeard smiled and took the wax pill from Gu Jianchi's hand, pinched it open and said loudly: "Disciple Gu Jianchi..."
Everyone was silent.
Whitebeard paused and continued: "No. 2 pick."
Wow!
The onlookers were in an uproar! It was rare for someone to fail to draw the No. 3 lottery three times in a row in previous fighting competitions.
Now, Yun Qiyou's chances are great!
She has exactly half a chance of getting that enviable number three!
Gu Jianchi was very satisfied at this moment. Apart from himself, the disciples who entered the top five this time were Yun Qiyou, Zhao Wuji, Ye Xiaochuan, and Qi Feiyuan.
Now that Zhao Wuji is the fourth pick, he will compete for the top three by himself. With his own cultivation strength, he should be a sure winner. As for Qi Feiyuan, he is not afraid.
The two people that Gu Jianchi fears the most, besides Yun Qiyou who possesses the divine weapon of killing dust, are Ye Xiaochuan who suddenly activated Beidou to kill the god today. Only Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan did not draw lots.
If Yun Qiyou is drawn with the No. 1 lottery, he will face Qi Feiyuan with the No. 5 lottery. Yun Qiyou should win. There is not much suspense.
If Yun Qiyou is very lucky and draws the No. 3 lottery, Ye Xiaochuan, who did not come to draw the lot, will be the No. 1 lottery. He will also fight against Qi Feiyuan. Qi Feiyuan's Taoist skills are enough to consume a lot of the true energy of these two people.
No matter who wins among these three, the biggest winner is actually Gu Jianchi with the second pick!
Because only a few people know that Gujianchi has actually reached the eighth level of spiritual silence!
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the beautiful and cool fairy in white, watching as her jade hand slowly reached into the wooden box and pinched out a white wax pill.
Yun Qiyou also moved very quickly. There were only two wax pills inside. When her fingers touched one of them, she took it out immediately without touching the second wax pill.
In her opinion, her chance is 1/2, which is like betting on big or small. Except big, it is small, and there is no third result.
Elder Whitebeard seemed to be a little nervous as he took the wax pill from Yun Qiyou's hand.
He slowly pinched open the wax pill and slowly took out the slender piece of yellow paper with a dazzling number clearly written on it in cinnabar red pen.
Elder Whitebeard did not read out immediately, but looked back at Yun Qiyou, and then said slowly: "Disciple Yun Qiyou..."
Countless disciples around him were already shouting: "No. 3, No. 3, No. 3..."
Among the crowd, Ning Xiangruo looked a little pale. It was obvious that she had suffered some internal injuries during the afternoon fight with her senior brother Gu Jianchi.
At this moment, she was also a little nervous.
As for the few junior sisters around who were always active, such as Yang Liudi and other female disciples, they all followed the crowd and shouted loudly: "No. 3, No. 3, No. 3..."
The white-bearded elder showed a wry smile, stretched out his hand to press it down, and the shouts of countless people around him gradually dimmed.
Then, he summoned his true energy and said loudly: "Disciple Yun Qiyou, the one who got drawn is...lot number one!"
The voice of the white-bearded elder, stimulated by the true energy, turned into a series of sound waves, long and distant, spreading slowly in the square on the top of Samsara Peak for a long time. It seemed that the ancient gods spoke to each other in the ancient times.
Looking at the sky and talking in detail.
"Wow!"
Above the square, there was silence at first, and then the noise was like a stormy sea, sweeping across the entire square.
And in the Skyline Plaza, under the golden afterglow of the sunset, the profile of the beautiful woman in white seemed to be shining brightly.
Yun Qiyou's expression showed no change. She silently raised her head, looked at the golden and brilliant sky, and murmured in a small voice that she could only hear: "Your luck is really not that good."
She seemed to be saying it to herself, but also seemed to be saying it to another person.
The four people have finished drawing lots, and the last lot in the wooden box is the No. 3 lot for Ye Xiaochuan who is absent at the moment!
At this moment, the list and order of the five-to-three battles have come out, and Whitebeard read out: "Tomorrow's five-to-three competition, the first game is between Yun Qiyou and Qi Feiyuan! The second game is between Gu Jianchi and Zhao Wuji! The winner of these two competitions
The top three will advance to this year's Cangyun Competition, and as for Ye Xiaochuan, who got the No. 3 lottery, he will advance directly."
Gu Jianchi was smiling at this moment. This was the result he most wanted to see.
Judging from the current situation, it is very likely that Zhao Wuji and Qi Feiyuan will be eliminated. After the current top three are born, Yun Qiyou, the first pick, will play against Ye Xiaochuan, the third pick, and his second pick will be