In the second round, a big killer like red-eyed zombies was used. To be honest, if Xie Quzhen hadn't suddenly come out to disrupt the situation, there would probably be far fewer than twenty-four people alive.
It's not surprising that there are only fourteen people left.
Miao Hu chuckled and said: "Don't worry, the rules of this third round are not as perverted as before. There is a competition field in the Holy City. You will draw lots and compete until the end to see who can get the first place."
"So simple?" Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment.
Miao Hu scolded: "Isn't it simple? Why don't we get a few more red-eyed zombies to come out and hunt you down to make you happy?"
"Ahem, Master Hu, that's not what I meant." Lin Xiaofeng coughed and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Including the sacrifice for the young master, that's twenty-five. It will take several rounds, right?"
"Well, the rules of the competition are that the twenty-four of you will compare with each other, twelve will be chosen, and then six will be chosen from the twelve."
"Six people fight, and three people are determined. Finally, these three people, plus Ji Gongzi, make a total of four, and then the first place is determined."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng looked a little surprised: "You don't need to go through the previous process to sacrifice the young master? Instead, you directly enter the top four?"
Miao Hu nodded: "That's right. After all, he killed Bangui. With his ability, it's no surprise that he ranks among the top four."
"The competition will begin tomorrow and the top six will be determined. The day after tomorrow we will compete to determine the first place."
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile: "It finally feels like a martial arts competition."
"Well, the day after tomorrow, after the first place is determined, a teaching ceremony will be held, and the first place will be announced as the strongest person of the younger generation of the devil."
"The most powerful person?" Lin Xiaofeng touched his nose and couldn't help complaining: "Whoever wins this title will probably be tricked to death."
Although people in the devil's path are all respected by their strength, as the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
With such a title, it can almost be said that he has offended all those in the demonic path of the younger generation.
Of course, if it were like my senior brother Lu Yuanqing, who was the first among the eight geniuses, or one of the top eight geniuses, the situation might be better.
If I had such a title, I would probably be in a lot of trouble.
Of course, Lin Xiaofeng is not afraid of these troubles.
In addition to obtaining the Book of the Dead, the main purpose of this trip is to propose to Xiang Zhu after winning first place.
Even if he offended all the young people in the devil's path, it was 'Leng Feng' who offended him and it had nothing to do with Lin Xiaofeng.
Miao Hu smiled and said: "How will you prepare for the martial arts competition? Propose to Xiang Zhu? Then you can't really stay and get married."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "Master Hu, did your Miao Wu sect propose marriage and get married immediately?"
"Of course not, we have to plan a good time." Miao Hu said this, remembering that he had to kidnap Lin Xiaofeng to go to the Miao Witch Cult, but he couldn't really let him marry Xiang Zhu.
He said hurriedly: "But according to me, there is no need for you two to make a marriage decision in such a hurry. You can wait and see for two more years."
"Master Hu, I feel like there is something in your words, as if you don't want me to marry Xiang Zhu." Lin Xiaofeng asked with a smile.
Miao Hu coughed and said: "How can I? I am that kind of person. I am too lazy to care about your useless things. Whether you are in love or not, what does it have to do with me? I will pick you up at noon tomorrow and then go to the competition.
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"Take me to the martial arts competition? Aren't you afraid that I will reveal my ghost skills and cause you trouble?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
You know, when he first arrived on the Holy Island, Miao Hu was not willing to get too close to Lin Xiaofeng, fearing that Lin Xiaofeng's ghost skills would cause him trouble.
Miao Hu indeed thought that way at the beginning.
But now I have changed my mind.
Lin Xiaofeng was not willing to join the Miao Wu Cult before, and Miao Hu was not sure that he could join the Miao Wu Cult.
So it would be no problem to help him sign up for the martial arts competition, but if the ghost skills were exposed, trouble would ensue. If Miao Hu couldn't stop it, he would have no choice but to let Lin Xiaofeng fend for himself.
But because it was true that the evil was gone, one by one they all found out that they were here.
Almost most people know that cold wind has a certain relationship with them.
Anyway, the relationship between the two was known to others, and Miao Hu was too lazy to keep hiding it.
He simply went with Lin Xiaofeng arrogantly, and when the ghost magic incident came out, Miao Hu also thought of an excuse and directly said that Lin Xiaofeng was a member of their Miao witchcraft sect.
When the time comes, under pressure, will Lin Xiaofeng still be able to deny it?
If such a big thing happens, except for the three top demon sects, who can handle it?
Thinking of this, Miao Hu chuckled.
At noon the next day, Lin Xiaofeng came to the hotel lobby wearing a white tunic suit, holding a demon knife in his hand and carrying a backpack.
Miao Hu was sitting on the sofa. Looking at Lin Xiaofeng's appearance, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's go to the competition venue to draw lots."
The venue for the competition is a place similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
The surrounding high platforms were already full of people.
The crowds are surging.
After Lin Xiaofeng arrived, he was taken to a lounge by Miao Hu.
In the lounge, twenty-three other people were also there.
After Miao Hu was brought here, a middle-aged man in a white shirt smiled and said: "Brother Miao, we are here, you should leave first, otherwise it will be against the rules."
Miao Hu nodded, patted Lin Xiaofeng on the shoulder, and said to the middle-aged man: "This little brother is my good friend, so don't treat me badly."
"Don't worry, it won't happen."
After Miao Hu left, there were only the contestants and this middle-aged man in the room.
The middle-aged man chuckled and said: "Hello everyone, my name is He Chang, and I am one of the protectors of the Holy Religion."
A group of people didn't know the identity of this person before, but now they heard that he was the protector of the holy religion, and they all quickly stood up and saluted.
He He gently waved his hand and said: "No problem, everyone will start drawing lots now."
After saying that, he took out a big box and said: "The notes inside are written with various English letters, all of which are in duplicate. For example, there are two A's in it."
"Then the person who gets two aces is the opponent. The rules are very simple. Who will draw first?"
Almost everyone was quite confident in their own strength, so they all stepped forward and took out the notes.
Lin Xiaofeng drew the letter D.
He Chang said: "You don't have to rush to reveal your letters. When the competition is about to take place, the referee will call out which letter, and then the person holding the corresponding letter will come on stage."
"Yes." No one has any objection to this rule. What kind of opponent you encounter depends entirely on luck.
"Just rest here. The referee will call you later."
Why did he leave as soon as he finished speaking?
There are twenty-four chairs in this room.
A group of people all sat on the chairs, rested and chatted.