There were a full 160 Cangyun Sect disciples participating in the fighting competition this time, far exceeding the scale of the fighting competitions in the previous thousand years.
I think so. After all, over the past hundreds of years, under Yu Jizi's painstaking efforts, Cangyun Sect's overall strength has recovered, and it is gradually gaining momentum to rise again.
As usual, Yu Jizi began to say a few words of encouragement to the outstanding disciples of the sect in front of him. Then the Discipline Dean, Taoist Yunhe, stood up and roughly explained the rules of the competition to the disciples. The main thing was that no injuries were allowed.
When it comes to people's lives, that's all.
After Yu Jizi and Taoist Yunhe finished talking, the main event came, drawing lots.
The method of drawing lots is very simple. There are a total of 160 disciples who signed up to participate in the competition this time, divided into two groups, each group has exactly 80 people.
Cangyunmen has prepared many wax pills in advance. There are slips of paper in the wax pills with numbers on them. The wax pills are also divided into two groups. Each group has numbers from one to eighty. Then the two groups of wax pills are mixed together and packed in the box.
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The last one hundred and sixty disciples went up one by one and took out a wax pill from the wooden box and pinched it open. The number inside represented his number.
The person numbered one will fight against another person numbered one, and so on. After one round of competition, eighty people will be eliminated.
In the second round of competition, the remaining eighty people competed in correspondence with the top of their respective numbers.
For example, the No. 1 pick will play against the 80th pick. The 2nd pick will play against the 79th pick, and so on, until finally the 39th pick will play against the 40th pick.
After this round of competition, only forty disciples will be left in the end, and these forty disciples are basically the leaders of the younger generation of Cangyun Sect.
In the third round, the competition is still conducted with the first numbers facing each other to produce the top twenty, and then the competition continues with the first numbers corresponding to the top ten to produce the top ten, and then the top five.
In the end, the top three are more interesting, because in the end it is the top five disciples who compete for the top three, and the five people need to draw lots again. Among them, the third lottery has a bye, and he will get a big advantage and advance directly.
The result of the lottery will definitely determine a person's fate. If two powerful men of equal strength, such as Gu Jianchi and Yun Qiyou, meet in the first round of the lottery, tragedy will basically happen.
This kind of lottery rules is exactly the same as the Duantianya Fighting Technique.
Seeing the wooden box carried by the two disciples approaching, most of the disciples, including Ye Xiaochuan, were secretly blessing themselves to get a good draw, at least not to encounter a stronger opponent than themselves in the first round.
In the main hall, there was a lot of discussion. Yu Jizi was chatting and laughing with Mu Chenxian, Kong Jian Shen Monk and others beside him. The other elders were also smiling, and the scene was very harmonious. But almost all of the 160 people who were drawing lots were
It's a trepidation.
Ye Xiaochuan clasped his hands together and muttered words: "The ancestors of the past generations, the Tathagata Buddha, the Supreme Laojun, the Queen Mother, the Jade Emperor, the father-in-law of the land, Guanyin Bodhisattva, the ten palaces of Yama, all kinds of gods and monsters, gods and Buddhas... I know that I, Ye Xiaochuan,
I'm usually a little disrespectful to you, but today you must put aside your past grudges and help me draw a good lot. Please, please! I will definitely offer you three sticks of incense sooner or later!"
With a smile on his face, Gu Jianchi, the elder brother of Cangyun Sect, was the first to go up and grab a wax pill from the wooden box. He looked very relaxed, as if he didn't take the result of the lottery to heart.
Then the disciples in the first row also pinched out a wax pill one after another. Ye Xiaochuan was in the last row and waited for about a stick of incense before it was his turn to draw lots.
While waiting, he worshiped all the gods and bodhisattvas he could think of, seeking some kind of psychological comfort. Now he is in the realm of the sixth-level soul, and his cultivation level is neither high nor low.
As long as he doesn't meet those outstanding disciples of the seventh level of out-of-body realm, he is basically sure to enter the next round.
Therefore, this first round of lottery is particularly important. As long as he passes the first round, his goal will be basically completed. According to his estimation, even if he draws a good lottery, entering the top forty is already
His limit.
But maybe, after all, there are only about a dozen disciples of the seventh level of Cangyun Sect who are in the out-of-body realm. As long as the opponent is under the out-of-body realm, he is sure that he will not be defeated, or the defeat will not be too ugly.
Ye Xiaochuan cautiously put his hand into the wooden box. He was standing in the last row of the crowd. There were still seven or eight wax pills left in the one hundred and sixty wax pills. He turned his fingers between a few wax pills.
Then he pinched one and took it out.
The wax ball was not big, just like a quail egg. He couldn't wait to pinch open the wax ball, and inside there was a folded yellow paper with a number on it: fifteen.
"No. 15? The one I played against in the first round was another player who drew No. 15. It must not be those senior brothers and sisters who I can't beat!"
After the lottery was drawn, everyone was talking a lot. Many people had found their opponents for the first round. Some were secretly happy, while others were lamenting.
After the elder recorded the lottery numbers corresponding to each disciple one by one, the disciples were invited out of the hall. Later, the list of today's first round of fighting, as well as the fighting arena where they are located, will be posted on the wooden railing.
Then there will be the first round of fighting skills competition.
After recording, Ye Xiaochuan followed the large troops out of the Samsara Hall. Many of his fellow disciples around him were crying, obviously they got a bad lottery.
Ye Xiaochuan said to his classmates: "Who is number 15, who is number 15!"
Due to the large number of people, no one responded after calling for a long time as to who was number 15.
Ye Xiaochuan saw several familiar senior brothers gathering together, talking and laughing, walking down the white jade stone steps. Ye Xiaochuan sent it over and said to Zhu Changshui: "Senior Brother Zhu, what is your number? Look at you.
Yes, did you draw a good lot?"
Zhu Changshui chuckled and said: "I am No. 76. In the last round of competition, my opponent is just a junior who has just reached the sixth level of Yuan Shen realm. I am quite sure."
Ye Xiaochuan said hurriedly: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhu for advancing ahead of schedule!"
Zhu Changshui waved his hand and said: "There hasn't been a competition yet, and the result is still uncertain. By the way, I heard that everyone knows that you also signed up, and they all want to get the same lottery as you!"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and said: "Why, everyone thinks I'm a soft persimmon and wants to pinch me?"
Zhu Changshui said: "Not only are you recognized as the softest persimmon among the one hundred and sixty people, but you have also offended many people. Everyone wants to teach you a lesson in the ring, so you have to be careful. By the way, you
What number was drawn?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "On the 15th, I will be the second contestant. I've been looking for a long time, but I still can't find out who got the same lottery as me. When I go on stage later, let's see if I don't win him."