"This is impossible! How is this possible? How can there be disciples in the Dongxu stage in Tianluo Prefecture?"
Although the facts are before our eyes, Baili Xingkong still cannot accept it.
According to his past knowledge, the strongest cultivation level in the entire Tianluo Province is only the Dongxu stage. How could a young disciple under twenty-five years old have such a cultivation level?
Ximen Feng smiled faintly, his smile full of ridicule.
Those who have no experience, how could you know how powerful that man is? He can even create me, the pinnacle of the Mahayana, let alone a hole in the void stage.
The competition continued. Among them, there were battles with huge differences in cultivation that ended quickly, and there were also battles with similar cultivation levels that ended in darkness.
Mu Xiaoyun was drawn in the fourth round, and her opponent was only in the combined stage. It couldn't be easier for her, and she won easily.
In the evening, the last battle of the fifth round came to an end. Generally speaking, the battle was uneventful. The strong players all achieved their due victory. The only variable was Tianluozhou's outstanding performance.
Before this, many people had speculated that the five disciples from Tianluo Prefecture would not be able to win a single victory, and in the end they would just leave the game in disgrace.
But what they never expected was that except for Hu Yaoyao and Ye Bufan, who were drawn into a group, the remaining few people all won. This was really beyond everyone's expectations.
If we put aside the number of people and calculate according to the winning ratio of each state, Tianluo Prefecture's 80% winning rate will definitely beat the other four major states and become the first place.
In Tianshengzhou, the faces of everyone headed by Baili Xingkong were very ugly.
Originally, there were fifteen disciples on their side participating in the competition, but after one round of competition, only seven were left, and more than half of them were eliminated, and two of them were defeated by Tianluozhou.
"Your Majesty, don't worry too much, after all, victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists.
What determines the final quota is who can make it to the end, not how many people there are.”
In contrast, Li Miaozhen's expression was very relaxed. After all, Hanjian Immortal Sect's performance was acceptable. The most important thing was that Leng Qingqiu had the trump card in his hand.
As long as Fairy Hanjian can win the final championship, she will have 128 points, basically locking in the first place, and the performance of other people will be completely dispensable.
Baili Xingkong agreed very much with her statement, but he still said with a gloomy expression: "No matter what, I will not let those people in Tianluo Province have an easy time."
The reason why he was unhappy was that, firstly, there was a gap between Tianshengzhou's performance and expectations, and secondly, the performance of Tianluozhou, which he had always looked down upon, was so good that he couldn't accept it in his heart.
Soon the scene returned to calm, and the participating disciples from all continents returned to their seats. Those who won were all smiling and cheering in celebration, while those who failed were dejected, and some injured were rushed to receive treatment.
Baili Xingkong's voice sounded again: "Today's competition ends here. The second round will be held tomorrow, but before that, lots must be drawn."
Then he waved his hand, and fifty more light balls flew into the air.
Ye Bufan was a little surprised. It was obviously tomorrow's game, why did the lottery start today?
But no matter what, since it has started, let’s draw. It doesn’t matter when the lot is drawn anyway.
He led Jiang Fangzhou and others forward to draw lots, and quickly grabbed a light ball in his hand.
This time I drew the black No. 5 ball. Because I didn’t know that I had the white No. 5 ball in my hand, I can’t see the result yet.
After the draw was completed, Baili Xingkong on the stage began to announce the groupings for the next round of competition.
"Ye Bufan of Shuimu University in Tianluo Prefecture versus Yin Li of Yinmen of Tianmang Prefecture..."
"Lu Xueman from Shuimu University in Tianluo Prefecture versus Hua Ruyu from Huajian Sect in Tianwu Prefecture..."
"Jiang Fangzhou of Shuimu University in Tianluo Prefecture versus Nangong Du of Ji Jianmen in Tianwu Prefecture..."
Although these four groups of draws were all reported in different orders, the combination immediately caused an uproar.
"Let me tell you, what's going on? Has Tianluo Province run out of luck? How come all the people we meet are super strong?"
"Really, how come one is stronger than the other? They are all the core disciples of the Nine Star Sect in the Dongxu period. What a slap in the face..."
"It's over. Tianluo Province is completely over now. Pack your bags and get ready to go home..."
Seeing the result of the lottery, Ye Bufan's expression also darkened.
It doesn't matter if he draws Yinmen Yinli himself, but putting all the draws together can easily explain the problem. Even a fool won't believe it if there is no shady story.
It was obvious that the organizer had manipulated the competition, and the purpose was to completely eliminate the competing disciples from Tianluo Prefecture.
Although Yinmen Yinli's cultivation level is not particularly high, everyone has witnessed the terrible methods he used before. In the eyes of many people, it is more than enough to deal with a lucky guy like Ye Bufan.
As for the remaining three people, their opponents are each stronger than the last.
Needless to say, Nangong Du and Hua Ruyu are the core disciples of Jiuxing Sect and the experts at the peak of Dongxu. Their strength is self-evident. No one would be surprised if they win the final championship.
The Xuanwu Sect where the remaining Yellow Stone is located is also the Nine Star Sect of Tianmang Prefecture. It is best at defense. I am also a master at the peak of Dongxu, and my defense power is incredibly strong.
Faced with such a death group, Ye Bufan knew very well that the other three people besides himself had no chance of winning.
He saw it, and the others were equally indignant.
Jiang Fangzhou cursed angrily: "Damn it, these bastards are plotting against us!"
Nalan Yujia shouted: "I'm going to find those old bastards to argue!
"Okay, it's useless!"
Ye Bufan pulled her back. Although he knew that the other party was plotting against him, there was no evidence. Everyone came by drawing lots, and if they went, they would only be humiliating themselves.
Nalan Yujia shouted: "Are we just going to endure it like this?"
Ye Bufan looked gloomy: "It's useless to argue about this kind of thing. The best counterattack against them is to get the championship in their hands and see what kind of reaction they will have."
The opponent is indeed very calculating, but the only flaw is that he doesn't know his own strength. Arranging a hidden sect Yin Li to deal with him is simply not good enough.
Lu Xueman said: "Xiaofan, who do you think is going to deal with us?"
Ye Bufan said: "Do you need to say more? It must be the old guy Baili Xingkong. He controlled the draw just now."
This method of drawing lots seems fair, but if the host wants to do anything, it will be very simple, because he knows very well what number is in each ball of light.
At this time, Baili Xingkong's voice resounded throughout the audience: "Okay, everyone, let's go back. Come back here tomorrow at twilight time, and we will compete according to this lottery grouping."
As soon as he finished speaking, people in the entire school grounds began to disperse.
Before Tianluozhou could leave, Nangongdu and the others came over with sneers on their faces.
