"The time has come, and the competition for the Yangtze River begins. Please invite all the envoys to go on stage to draw lots, and then compete one by one. After three rounds of competition, the top and bottom will be decided." Lu Wenfu bowed to the envoys on the platform and said
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The rules of the Chengyun Competition have been set a long time ago and are not complicated: each lord's disciples form a team, and after grouping, the two teams compete, the winner advances to the loser and eliminates it, and the final winner is decided after a few rounds.
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"No need to worry, Elder Lu just draws lots for the other party." Several lords said in unison.
According to the competition rules they set earlier, if Nie Shitian or Changsun Luocang did not come, there would definitely be someone in the middle of the game, and those who took the game could also gain a great advantage and could not give others the chance to tamper with each other. But now they
Here, the team participating in the competition happened to be the eighth team. No one took the bye and no one could get much advantage. There was no need for them to be too petty.
"Then I will ask you to draw lots on behalf of you." Lu Wenfu was not pretentious either. He took out the jade tag that had been prepared long ago, threw it into the wooden box, shook it for a while, and drew two tags in a group.
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"The first group, Shen Yuxuan, Wei Po, Xiao Yang, Zhou Fubo, and Zhuang Ning, Ximen Xiu, Zhuang Jihong, and Wu Yutang."
As soon as they came up, they met the disciple of the Heavenly King Slayer. Shen Yuxuan and others all changed their faces slightly.
"This is too bad luck. I actually met the people from Lingji Domain in the first game." A sigh sounded from the audience, and I felt that Shen Yuxuan and others were too bad luck. The eyes of the disciples of the Holy Sect
They all showed a bit of sympathy.
In the eyes of Gu Fenghua and others, there were more doubts. Ning Huaihen should be the man covered in a black scarf. The deep hatred in his eyes could not even be concealed. Of course, he might not have thought about it.
Concealing it, so the few of them could see clearly and clearly, and they were secretly guessing who this guy was and why he hated them so much.
Unfortunately, they didn't think about the answer after thinking about it. Now they finally heard his name, but they were even more confused.
"Fenghua, have you heard of this person?" Luo Enen asked in a low voice.
"No." Gu Fenghua said confidently.
Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse thought for a moment, and shook their heads at the same time. Even if they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't think of when they met a man named Ning Huaihen, and even more so when they had offended him.
"Maybe it's a pseudonym." Gu Fenghua didn't believe there was hatred in this world for no reason, so he thought about it and said.
"It's fine to cover your face, but you don't even dare to show your real name. You don't know what shameful things you have done." Luo Enen said contemptuously.
That being said, but no matter Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, as well as Fatty White and Ye Wuse, there will be no slight contempt for the strength of Ning, who can be attracted by Nie Shitian and bring Chengyun
How can you underestimate your strength in the big competition?
Because of this guy's hiding his head and tail, Gu Fenghua and others became more alert.
"The second group, the disciples of the Lord Liheng Jun, Xing Zifeng, Leng Feiyu, Du Hongping, Ximen Xiu, fought against the disciples of the Lord Luo Cang Jun, Si Liqun, Han Qingxue, and Luo Yuxuan."
Lu Wenfu pressed his hand and signaled everyone who was talking in the audience to calm down, then announced.
Although he felt disgusted with Changsun Luocang's character, he still maintained the minimum respect for his title.
"It's over, I'm afraid there's no hope for this incident." After the words fell, the crowd that had just calmed down began to sigh again.