Chapter 1151: Lucky One
Because the game hadn't started yet, Su Chen gathered all his breath.
This made the others present unable to see Su Chen's specific strength.
Otherwise, Yang Linyi would not have been able to say such a thing.
Feng Wanli laughed cutely, "When you duel, your fists and feet have no eyes, even if you are injured, it is understandable, how can I blame you." ”
Feng Wanli was full of confidence, because Su Chen had already reached the Heavenly Sect realm, and he was only one level away from Han Xiao, even if he was not his opponent, it would not be a problem if he wanted to retreat with his whole body.
There is no such thing as an injury.
"I am relieved to have five junior brothers. Yang Lin said with a smile.
"Alright, it's almost time, it's time to announce the start of the game. Mo Yunxu said.
"Good!"
Yang Lin responded, then got up and said to all the disciples below:
"Now I announce that the Yunxiao Sect's Four Veins Martial Arts Competition will start now. ”
After the start of the game was announced, there was a loud cheer below.
Because in the ancient martial arts world, there are very few things for entertainment, so every year the Four Veins Martial Arts is an important day for the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect, so everyone can't wait.
"The rules of the competition are the same as in previous years, in the form of a lottery, I will draw the names of the participating disciples later, and then you can come up to compete, the winner advances, the loser is eliminated, do you all know!"
"Got it!" said the participating disciple loudly.
After announcing the start of the competition, he saw two disciples carrying a large red box and walking up to Yang Linyi.
As long as the disciples who have seen the Four Veins Huiwu know that there are palm-sized bamboo sticks with the names of the participating disciples written on them.
The Great Elder would randomly select two disciples and go up to compete, and ten groups would be drawn each time, so that the speed of the competition could be accelerated, otherwise the day would not be finished at all.
But only the first two rounds, will be contested in this way.
Later, the strength of the participating disciples is generally relatively high, and if you use this way again, the ornamentation will be greatly reduced.
So according to the rules of previous years, after the first two rounds are over, there will be a single game later, and at that time, it is time to play the real game.
Yang Lin didn't waste any time, and after carrying the box up, he began to draw lots.
"Ji Honglang, Quan Yangping, you are competing in the No. 1 ring......"
"Han Xiao, Song Yuezhang, you ...... compete in the second ring"
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A series of thirty-two groups of disciples who are about to participate in the competition are all selected, and after the first ten groups of competitions are over, the disciples of the later groups can go up.
"Why didn't you read Su Chen's name?" Feng Wanli said suspiciously.
As soon as he said this, the others present also noticed that among the thirty-two groups of disciples drawn by the Great Elder, there was indeed no Su Chen's name!
But people have already signed up, and it is impossible to leave him behind.
Yang Linyi's brows were slightly furrowed, and his face was not very good.
"There are a total of sixty-five disciples participating in this competition, so there will be one person who has a bye, and that person is caught up by Su Chen, and he can directly advance to the next round. ”
As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused an uproar.
"My God, Su Chen's luck is too good, and he can directly advance to the next round. ”
"A fool has a fool's fortune, and God really favors him. ”
"I knew that this was the case, and I also signed up, and I didn't have to do anything, I was able to successfully advance to the next round, and I was able to go out and blow it. ”
"Haha, there's nothing wrong with what you said. ”
In the face of other people's ridicule, Su Chen looked calm, so that he could save his energy and participate in the later competition.
Seeing Su Chen, who was sitting precariously, Han Xiao snorted coldly.
"It's really shit luck, then let you live a little longer!"
After the draw was over, the competition began shortly.
Because of the huge difference in strength, some groups quickly ended the competition and decided the winner.
But there are still a few groups, because the strength of the contestants is equal, it is difficult to give up for a while, and no one is willing to give up the opportunity to advance, and they have tried their best to win or lose.
The first round lasted a very long time and did not end until noon.
There are a total of thirty-two disciples who have been promoted, plus Su Chen, who had a bye before.
Then there were a total of thirty-three disciples who advanced to the second round.
In this way, there will be one more bye!
For this reason, everyone prays in their hearts.
I still hope that in this round, I can have a bye, so that I can enter the next round without injury.
Secondly, they were also praying that they would be able to meet Su Chen in this round.
Because Su Chen's strength is the weakest of all the participating disciples, if he is assigned to a group, he can be defeated without any effort.
It's no different from going to the next round without injury.
So everyone is praying, hoping that such a pie will fall on their heads.
Glancing at the calm and calm vulgar dust, Han Xiao sneered in his heart.
"I don't believe you can have such good luck this time!"
Soon, the second round of the draw began.
When the draw was over, everyone was surprised to find that the Great Elder still hadn't pronounced Su Chen's name.
This also shows that Su Chen has a bye again!
"Oh my God, his luck is too good, he has two byes in a row?"
"It's really no reason at all, I didn't do anything, and I entered the third round of the competition, so I'm sure I'm not joking. ”
"Did Su Chen save the ancient martial arts realm in his last life, so he could have such good luck in this life. ”
Hearing the discussions of the disciples below, even Yang Linyi felt incredible.
This kid's luck is so good that it's against the sky!
"Okay, everyone be quiet, the draw is over, the second round of the competition, let's start now. "Yunxiao Sect Master, Mo Yunxu said.
The disciples below stopped talking, and they despised Su Chen in their hearts.
They all desperately hope to enter the next round as soon as possible.
That would see him knocked out.
Man is such a strange animal.
They will never be jealous, Han Xiao's strength is stronger than their own.
Instead, he would be jealous of Su Chen, and entered the third round without injury.
Like a beggar, he doesn't envy that Bill Gates is richer than him.
But they will be jealous, and other beggars will ask for more money than themselves.
Seeing that Su Chen, a disciple outside the gate of the Medicine Garden, was able to enter the third round, they naturally felt bad in their hearts, and hoped that he would be beaten down as soon as possible.
About an hour later, the second round of the competition was over.
The third round of the competition is about to begin.
The corners of Yang Linyi's mouth showed a smile, and he said secretly in his heart:
"Su Chen, this time I will definitely not let you have a bye!"