On the Wuxuan altar, on the high platform, Candle Dong stood in front of the major elders, today Candle Dong seemed to be in a much better state, and a faint smile gradually emanated from his face, but no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Peers of all factions, disciples of the sect. Candle Dong opened his mouth and said in a loud voice: "Today, the Xuantian Dao Conference is the third round of the competition. ”

"I believe that the disciples who can make it to the third round are the most outstanding people among the various sects, and they are also the youngest forces in our entire Righteous Path Cultivation Realm tomorrow. ”

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, the disciples of all factions pay attention, they all come up to draw today's draw and decide the opponent they will face. ”

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"It's finally the third round, I'm looking forward to it, today's competition should be extraordinary......" The disciples who didn't participate in the audience began to talk about it in twos and threes.

"Yes, those who can reach the third round are extremely strong, and today's competition will be very exciting. ”

"Not necessarily, maybe there will be another person who admits defeat? Like yesterday, I don't know who will have such a big **** luck today!haha"

"I hope I don't have it, or I'm going to collapse......"

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Duan Li'er looked at the disciples in the Heavenly Sword Sect who participated in the competition, and didn't say anything, he quickly flew up to the high platform and came to the front of Candle Dong, first respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, then reached into the special red lacquered wooden box, and drew a draw at random.

Nine, a good number, is Duan Li'er's favorite number. Maybe I can bring luck to myself.

However, luck always seems to be related to strength.

Duan Li'er actually doesn't care much about who he meets today, because the people he wants to meet will always meet. Just like yesterday, I finally met Qu Tong who I didn't want to meet the most, but yesterday it was Qu Tong who admitted defeat.

After registering, Duan Li'er quickly flew back to the camp of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and came to Gui Yunhai's side.

Gui Yunhai touched Duan Li'er and whispered, "Did you find it?"

Duan Li'er was stunned and said, "What did you find?"

"Didn't you notice that the master and they are all here? You see, Master Tianyu, Master Feng Xuan, and the head of the sect are also here. Gui Yunhai explained.

Duan Li'er glanced at it like a high platform, and sure enough, it was as Gui Yunhai said, but when he came to the stage just now, he didn't seem to be thinking about this, so he didn't notice it for a while.

"What's so strange, today is the third round, and it's the core war of the disciples of each faction, so it's not surprising that they're all here. Duan Li'er said indifferently.

Gui Yunhai frowned, but he didn't seem to be able to say anything more reasonable than Duan Li'er, so he only nodded and didn't say anything more.

Seeing Gui Yunhai like this, Duan Li'er also began to muttered in his heart, is there any other reason? But he can't seem to say anything.

Once everyone has registered, Candle East will start announcing the list of all the battles.

"Today, there are a total of twelve disciples who participated in the conference, and they drew the first to twelfth draws, so according to the rules of the game, the disciples who drew the first draw will play against the people who draw the twelfth sign. ”

"And so on, the person who drew the No. 2 sign vs. the person who drew the No. 11 sign, everyone, do you have any questions?"

"No ......" Under the high platform, all the participating disciples replied loudly

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