"It's very simple. Since it's a state ranking, we can't look at the performance of a certain disciple."
Baili Xingkong said, "In the competition, each disciple will get one point for the first win, two points for the second win, and four points for the third win.
By analogy, the points of all the disciples are added together for ranking..."
After he finished introducing the rules, the monks present all sentenced Tianluozhou to death in their hearts.
If there is a certain degree of chance in judging a disciple's performance, and this scoring method looks at the overall strength of each state, the other party will not be able to turn around no matter what.
Moreover, the number of people in Tianluo Prefecture is small, with only five disciples, so the overall results will definitely suffer.
As a college student trained in modern society, Ye Bufan quickly calculated the result in his mind.
No matter who wins the final championship, he will have to play seven games in a row, and the final score will be two to the seventh power, which is equal to one hundred and twenty-eight.
In other words, the final champion of this point method will get 128 points, the second place will get 64 points, and the third place will only get 32 points.
According to this algorithm, being able to win the championship is equivalent to leading your team to win first place.
This made him couldn't help but curl up into a sneer. Tian Shengzhou was shooting himself in the foot.
Ximen Feng immediately understood the key and immediately stood up to object: "I don't agree, this algorithm is unfair.
There are only five disciples in Tianluo Prefecture, and there are only fifteen people in our Tianqiong Prefecture. It is unreasonable to calculate the scores based on these disciples. I think the scores obtained by each state should be averaged on the head of each disciple..."
“Whether it’s reasonable or not doesn’t count for one person, it’s up to everyone to vote!”
Baili Xingkong had already been prepared and immediately started playing this trick again.
As expected, the result was still passed four to one.
Ximen Feng was so angry that her face was livid, but she was really helpless in this situation. Even if she got angry again, she couldn't change anything.
"Okay, the rules have been drawn up, now let's start drawing lots."
Baili Xingkong ignored Ximen Feng and continued to host.
"The rules for drawing lots are very simple, white number one versus black number one, number two versus number two, fifty people are divided into fifty groups, and each ten groups will compete for one round..."
Baili Xingkong finished introducing the rules of the lottery, and then waved his hand, and a hundred shining balls flew into the air.
These small balls marked with the lottery numbers are wrapped in true energy, so spiritual consciousness cannot enter at all, and nothing can be seen with the naked eye.
In fact, it's useless even if you see it, because you don't know who will become your opponent.
"Okay, disciples from each state come up and draw lots."
After Baili Xingkong finished speaking, disciples from all the major states stepped forward to draw lots. The stronger ones didn't care and just grabbed one and left.
The ones who are relatively weak are those who keep saying, "Oh my God, let me draw the person from Tianluo Province!"
In everyone's impression, as long as you are in a group with the disciples of Tianluo Province, it is equivalent to directly advancing to the next level.
Ye Bufan reached out and grabbed a small ball in his hand. The energy wrapped in it then disappeared, revealing a small white ball with one written on it.
He couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect that he actually caught the No. 1 ball. He didn't know whose hand the black No. 1 ball was.
At this moment, an exclamation came from next to him: "Oh, I actually caught the No. 1 ball."
Ye Bufan turned around and saw a small black ball in Hu Yaoyao's hand, with characters written on it.
The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. The chance that the two of them would be drawn into a group as soon as the battle started was too small.
Originally, we wanted to take them to show off their talents, but before the war even started, one of their number was lost due to internal attrition.
At this moment, Hu Yaoyao also saw the white ball in his hand. He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted happily.
"Brother, it seems that we are really a match made in heaven. We even managed to get together by drawing lots."
This kind of drawing was very efficient, and soon Baili Xingkong began to announce the allocation of battles.
"Arena No. 1, Tianluo State, Shuimu University Ye Bufan vs. Shuimu University Hu Yaoyao..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience.
"Let me tell you, why did they get drawn together? Isn't it a coincidence?"
"What the hell is Shuimu University? Why have I never heard of it before?"
"Oh my God, two people from Tianluo Prefecture were drawn together. Isn't this a waste of natural resources? Give me one..."
"Luozhou's luck is so good today. Originally, he didn't get a single point, but now he actually gets one. This is just bad luck!"
These people all shook their heads and sighed, feeling that Tianluo Prefecture had taken a huge advantage in this draw.
In fact, Ye Bufan was extremely dissatisfied. With Hu Yaoyao's current peak cultivation level, it would not be difficult to win as long as he did not encounter those core disciples of the Nine Star Sect.
After all, among these one hundred people, less than thirty can actually reach the Dongxu stage.
But no matter whether you are happy or not, the lot has been drawn and the result cannot be changed.
"quiet!"
Baili Xingkong gave a low shout, and the scene regained calm, and he continued to read out the list.
"On the second stage, Leng Qingqiu of Tiansheng Prefecture's Cold Sword Immortal Sect versus Tianmang Prefecture's Lingxiao Academy Wang Chuan."
After the result came out, the audience was booed again.
Just now I felt that the two people in Tianluo Province were too lucky, but now I feel that this disciple named Wang Chuan from Lingxiao Academy is really unlucky.
Who should I face? As soon as the game started, I faced the Hanjian Fairy who had the highest claim to win the championship.
At this moment, Wang Chuan's expression turned extremely ugly, and he secretly exclaimed that his luck was really bad. If he had known this, he should have worshiped the Bodhisattva more last night.
"On the third stage, Jiang Fangzhou from Shuimu University in Tianluo Prefecture versus Zhao Kai from Blue Wind College in Tiansheng Prefecture..."
Baili Xingkong read out the names of all the members of the first ten groups in one breath, and the scene was filled with excitement. Some were happy, some sighed, and some stamped their feet and beat their chests.
"The players whose names have been read come on stage now and the game begins!
With an order, the twenty team members who had participated in the first ten games walked towards the stage.
Hu Yaoyao directly held Ye Bufan's arm. The two of them didn't look like team members in a competition, but just like a couple going shopping, walking towards the ring intimately.
Originally, as the weakest team, Tianluo Prefecture didn't attract much attention, but after they acted like this, they immediately became the most eye-catching presence in the audience.
"Who are these two people? Is this a competition or a date?"
"What kind of clothes are they wearing? It even says Shuimu University. What the hell is this? Why have I never heard of it..."
"That's too much. Who is this guy? There is such a beautiful woman..."
Everyone was talking a lot, some were amazed, some were envious, some were jealous, and some were angry.
But there is no doubt that this way of appearance directly stole the limelight of all the players present, and even Hanjian Fairy Leng Qingqiu received much less attention.
At the seat in Tianmangzhou, Wangchen looked over through his mask, his eyes fixed on the words "Shui Mu University" embroidered on Ye Bufan's chest.
For some reason, both this name and this man gave her an incomparable sense of familiarity, but after searching her memory, she was sure that Shuimu University did not exist.
