A man wearing a referee uniform held a big box and waved to Murong Yunqing and others, motioning them to come over and start drawing lots for matching.
Murong Yunqing looked around and saw that there were a total of 82 contestants in the sixth group, including her.
Soon, the results of the lottery came down. Fortunately, Murong Yunqing's opponent was not Qiu Tai or Xi Yunwen. The result of her lottery was: No. 324.
Qiu Tai and Xi Yunwen also breathed a long sigh of relief after the results of the lottery came out.
What they were most worried about before was that they would meet each other at the beginning of the knockout round. In that case, it would mean that someone would have to withdraw. However, fortunately, their opponents were not each other.
Qiu Tai's opponent is No. 501.
Xi Yunwen matched with number 514.
After the draw was completed, the referee said slowly: "Okay, next, the sword discussion will begin. In the first game, No. 6 will face No. 324. Please come on stage!"
"Number 6!"
Hearing the referee's voice, everyone except Murong Yunqing and the others showed curious expressions.
In this competition, the setting of seed players is already well known. These people have also heard about the seed players selected by the competition organizing committee. Just before, many people were still guessing about the seed players in their group.
Who is it?
After Murong Yunqing came on stage, everyone showed expressions of surprise and respect. They really didn't expect that the sweet lady who always looked cold and cold before would actually be the seed player of their group.
Those men who had some dirty thoughts about Murong Yunqing before learned that Murong Yunqing was a seed player, they immediately shut up one by one.
You must know that the strength of a player who can be rated as a seed player is simply not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Although they didn't know what level Murong Yunqing's cultivation had reached, no one would think that the seeded players were just a gimmick created by the competition organizing committee.
Murong Yunqing's opponent, No. 324, is a man who looks a little chubby.
When he saw the lottery results before, he almost stopped scolding him. In the first game, he met the only seeded player in the group.
In the little fat man's heart, he simply scolded the referee a thousand times. He must be so damn unlucky. He had been excitedly preparing for this opportunity for several years. He originally thought that he would be able to make a splash at the Elite Sword Competition, but he didn't.
When I thought about it, there was an episode like this. How can anyone play with it?
This little fat guy really had no choice but to slowly walk onto the ring with everyone looking at him with sympathetic eyes and an extremely ugly face.
It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, he also wants to appear like a fairy from heaven, but when he thinks about the seed player opposite, she is a woman, and there are so many people watching, his calves are trembling.
Almost dragging one step at a time, he barely made it to the ring.
The referee looked at the fat boy walking up slowly and did not urge him, but everyone could see the sympathy in his eyes.
After the little fat man finally stood still, the middle-aged referee continued to preside over the sword discussion: "Both parties have the same name!"
Murong Yunqing looked at the other person's timid look. For some reason, he suddenly thought of himself a few years ago. When he first entered the world of cultivation, wasn't he also as reserved as him?
Putting aside the inappropriate thoughts in his mind, Murong Yunqing did not hesitate and directly reported his name: "Dragon Group, Murong Yunqing!"
The little fat man opposite him hesitated for a long time before finally squeezing out three words from his throat: Kong Jianmu!
Seeing that both sides had called their names, the referee nodded: "The game begins!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, Murong Yunqing moved. She saw her right hand raised slightly, and a turquoise light flashed. In just an instant, the wood element land between heaven and earth rushed in, and the little fat Kong Jianmu didn't even react.
When he was standing, the stone slab of the arena under his feet suddenly turned up and shattered as if it was pushed open by something.
Seeing this situation, the little fat boy Kong Jianmu screamed something bad in his heart and wanted to retreat. But his action was obviously still a little late.
Just when he was about to make a move, more than ten vines suddenly surged out from the ground and tied him into a rice dumpling.
Wood spell, thorn spell!
And under the shocked eyes of everyone in the audience, the vines that were originally only as thick as a finger and about ten feet long suddenly rose up and swelled. In less than a breath, they turned into dozens of vines that were as thick as an adult's calf and as high as 10 feet tall.
Huge vines more than ten feet tall.
The moment these thick vines appeared, they smashed the stone slabs on the ground that were about ten feet wide on the arena.
Under the control of Murong Yunqing, the vines that were more than ten feet long rising from the ground rotated and entangled together, wrapped around the little fat boy Kong Jianmu, and fell to the ground at lightning speed.
The scene that happened in front of everyone at this moment was like a meteor hammer hitting the ground, and the little fat boy Kong Jianmu was the hammer head of the meteor hammer!
The momentum, the strength, and the height made all the onlookers tremble with fear. It was obvious that he would not give up until he smashed you into a piece of meat!
"Boom!"
The vines fell to the ground, and a huge pit was formed. A vine more than ten feet long rose up where the little fat boy Kong Jianmu had stood.
The entire arena was only a hundred meters long and wide, and the place where the little fat boy Kong Jianmu originally stood was on one side of the arena. As a result, the unlucky little fat boy was directly knocked out of the arena by Murong Yunqing.
After the smoke and dust cleared, the thorns disappeared without a trace, and the only thing left was the little fat boy Kong Jianmu who fell out of the field and lay in the pit, groaning in pain.
"The game is over, No. 6, Murong Yunqing, wins!"
After hearing the referee's announcement, Murong Yunqing didn't say a word, but slowly walked off the stage with an expressionless face.
To outsiders, Murong Yunqing did not appear excited about her first victory at this time. It seemed to her that this victory was a matter of course.
"No, it's not..." Many people watching the game showed disbelief: "Is this the end?"
"It seems...right..."
Fast, really too fast.
This battle can be described as vigorous and vigorous, which is not an exaggeration at all.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
In fact, after the referee said that the game had started, it was only a short time to breathe. In such a short time, many people even just lowered their heads and fiddled with the folds of their clothes. When they came to their senses and raised their heads,
The game is already over.
Moreover, during the entire battle, the fat boy No. 324, Kong Jianmu, could not even react. He was directly entangled in thorns and fell out of the field.
For the 10 seed players selected by the competition organizing committee, no one dares to ignore their existence.
Although everyone present was not very optimistic about the little fat boy Kong Jianmu, they all held on to a sense of luck, hoping that Kong Jianmu could help them avoid the thunder and find out the reality of the seeded players.
If this fat boy can force out some of Murong Yunqing's trump cards, it will provide them with valuable experience in their subsequent battles.
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Those who participated in the elite sword discussion meeting were all the proud sons of the major forces in the Chinese Empire. Among them, there were many geniuses who had reached the eighth level of cultivation and truly entered the ranks of first-class masters.
These people are all top-notch figures within their respective families, sects, and organizations. Even looking at the entire Chinese spiritual world, they are among the best among the younger generation.
Geniuses all have the arrogance of geniuses. Although these people dare not underestimate the seed players, they still have the intention of knocking them down!
The seeded players are finally determined after discussion by the competition organizing committee. If you can defeat the seeded players and replace them, you will definitely be able to make a blockbuster success!
But this time, the battle process was too fast. The little fat boy Kong Jianmu didn't even have time to make the most basic defense and lost the game.
This makes those who want to know themselves and the enemy feel helpless.
"At least hold on for a few rounds, so that we can learn more about our opponent!"
The spectators, especially the other contestants in Arena No. 6, were quite speechless at the inaction of the little fat boy Kong Jianmu, and they couldn't help but secretly complain about Kong Jianmu.
The poor little fat man had no idea that not only would he lose the game, but he would also be despised by a group of people in their hearts! He was already unlucky enough to get the seeded player at the beginning. If he knew this again, I'm afraid even Kunlun
Shan didn't want to stay any longer.
However, those who can come to watch the elite sword discussion meeting are all discerning. Although they are a little bit complaining about the poor performance of the fat boy, everyone knows that Murong Yunqing's strength is absolutely unfathomable.
Although the battle was short, the strength displayed by Murong Yunqing should not be underestimated. Someone who can cast the low-level wood spell Thorn Technique to this extent, might his strength be inferior?
As for Murong Yunqing's continued indifference after that, it was just the pride of a master.
But what these people didn't know was that Murong Yunqing's indifference was not because she was proud or pretending to be elegant. It was because she really couldn't be happy.
Now his parents have been captured by gods. They are just ordinary people, how can they resist gods with so many masters?
For Murong Yunqing, the current elite sword discussion club has long deviated from its original goal. Now she has only one thought, which is to save her family.
Now that her parents are in danger and there is no hope of rescuing them, how can the victory of this small battle put her in the mood to enjoy the joy of victory?
But what Murong Yunqing didn't know was that her fierce and resolute actions seemed calm and calm. But in fact, her almost instant-kill suppression of her opponent not only affected her side of the ring, but also directly affected her.
It brought another small climax to the entire elite sword discussion meeting.
Who would have thought that at the beginning of the match, when Murong Yunqing was in the ring, the sight of vines more than ten feet high rising into the sky shocked everyone in the spectator seats.
You know, such a height is even equal to the height of the referee's stand. Suddenly, such a "benchmark" is raised on the ring. How can it not attract the attention of people in other venues?
And then the referee's words that the game was over also indicated that Murong Yunqing became the first person on the field to finish the game.
Whether they are contestants or people who come to watch the battle, in fact, they all attach great importance to the first game of the Elite Sword Competition.
After all, the matter of seed players is no longer a secret. The top ten seed players are undoubtedly the focus of this elite sword discussion meeting. At the same time, these seed players also represent the true identity of the younger generation of talented people in the Chinese Empire.
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The first game is the opening battle for the seed players in each group.