"Everyone, everyone, please be quiet and listen to me," the man in black on the high platform made a silent gesture to the crowd around him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The list of all the participants in this competition has come out, and according to the practice of previous years, everyone has to draw lots to decide their opponents. We divided all the participants into four categories, named A, B, C, and D," said the man in black.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency, I don't know how the competition is divided, do you want us to play according to the group we drew after the lottery?" asked a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe in a loud voice.

"Hehe, this Daoist brother is a little anxious to ask, and he is about to say that the black-robed young man arched his hand slightly," Let's put it this way, if this Taoist friend draws the words of Group A No. 1, then the duel with him will be Group A No. 2, Group A No. 3 will face off against Group A No. 4, and so on, the game will determine the two winning Taoist friends in each of the four groups of A, B, C, D, and then draw lots again to participate in the final quarterfinals”

The black-robed young man told everyone present all the rules of the game in one breath, "Finally, I would like to remind you that this competition is intended to select outstanding talents, and it is strictly forbidden to have a dead hand!

After speaking, the black-robed man turned his hand and took out a bamboo tube containing the order of the competition, and gently threw it up, and the bamboo tube spun in the air alone.

"Which of you comes first?" the black-robed man asked casually.

"I'll come first, let me come first"

A young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe jumped onto the high platform, stretched out his hand and pointed at the bamboo tube in the air, and a piece of turquoise bamboo slip flew straight towards it.

"Ding Wu?" the young monk muttered in a low voice.

"This fellow Daoist, since you have already drawn your order of participation, then please go to the next station first, and let the Daoists who have not yet been drawn come to draw," the black-robed young man said softly.

"Oh, okay, I'll go down here"

After having the first one, so next, one after another, people kept going up to draw their own entry order.

"Little junior brother, let's go up too," Xu Rushan said slightly at Chen Yifan.

"Well, good"

Xu Rushan, Li Ruhai and Chen Yifan jumped on the high platform lightly, stretched out their hands and pointed at the bamboo tube, and three turquoise bamboo slips fell into their hands.

High under the stage.

"Second, what's your number of games?"

"Afifteen, what about yours?"

"B Twenty-Three"

"Hehe, that's right, I was worried just now that we would draw lots to the same group, now it's okay, so we can all be separated" Li Ruhai said with a smile.

"Little junior brother, what is your order of competition?" Xu Rushan smiled and looked at Chen Yifan on the side.

"That's right, junior brother, which group are you in?"

Looking at the two people with a smile on their faces, Chen Yifan took his bamboo slips to the eyes of the two with a strange look.

"Zero?"

Xu Rushan and Li Ruhai looked at each other, looking confused.

"Little junior brother, could it be that you took it wrong, how could there be zero?" Xu Rushan asked with some eagerness.

"Impossible, we went up together just now, I saw with my own eyes that the little junior brother's bamboo slips flew out with ours, and you can see that the color is exactly the same" Li Ruhai touched the back of his head and said with a puzzled face.

At this moment, the black-robed man on the high platform said loudly again: "All the draws have ended, and please go to your respective competition locations for the Daoists who have obtained their own order, where there will be someone to arrange your competition matters for the next few days."

"Wait, wait"

"What's the matter, do you have anything wrong with this fellow Daoist?" the black-robed man looked at Chen Yifan and asked.

"I, my number plate is good, it seems to be wrong" Chen Yifan slowly lifted the bamboo slip in his hand.

"This, this is zero?"

"What? I'm not mistaken, why is he different from ours?"

The people around him instantly discussed, looking at Chen Yifan with different eyes and pointing.

"Ahem"

The black-robed man on the high platform glanced at Chen Yifan with a strange expression.

"This fellow Daoist, there is nothing wrong with the brand in your hand, here's the thing, because the four groups of the game can't be completely divided into players, so in the end there is one more, and finally after the discussion of the head of the coach, it was decided to set up a separate number plate, and the owner of the number plate decides which group to go to and you don't have to participate in the first round of the competition."

"Wow"

As soon as the black-robed man finished speaking, everyone in the audience made a noise as if they had exploded.

"There is such a good thing, oops, why didn't it take my turn?" a man in a Confucian shirt patted the person next to him vigorously.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death, what are you doing, what are you doing!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Zhao can't help it, I didn't grasp it for a while" The man in the Confucian shirt couldn't stop practicing.

"There is such a good thing in the world that steps on ****?" said a young man in a Taoist robe, his eyes widened.

"Is it good to step on ****? After you go back, I'll let you step on **** every day" A fluttering voice came.

"Who? Who scolded your uncle? You come out, you ...... This, this, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Senior Brother Li, this is a misunderstanding"

I saw Li Yifei walking towards the man in the robe just now with an unhappy face.

"What? Did I say it wrong?"

"No, no, what Senior Brother Li said is right, that's right" The man in the robe stepped back again and again, and said with a smile on his face.

"Hmph" Li Yifei snorted coldly.

"This kid's luck is really good!"

……

"Senior Sister Liu, Senior Sister Liu"

Liu Hanyan, who was holding the number plate and looking at the competition on the high platform, suddenly heard someone shouting behind him, and turned around to see that it was Chen Yifan.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Chen, why are you also in Group C? What are you?" Liu Hanyan said lightly.

"I, I'm not from Group C, I" Chen Yifan didn't know what to say for a while, and stretched out his hand to hold up his number plate.

"Zero, it turns out that the zero just now is you" Liu Hanyan's beautiful eyes quietly flashed a hint of color, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Chen, you can play tomorrow's game without competition"

"Hehe, it's a fluke, it's just a fluke" Chen Yifan scratched his head embarrassedly, "What is Senior Sister Liu?"

"C3"

"Isn't that about to you, senior sister," Chen Yifan snorted.

"Next, please C No. 3 and C No. 4 players" A loud voice came.

"Senior sister, come on!" Chen Yifan made a gesture of encouragement to him.

Liu Hanyan nodded lightly, turned around and stepped onto the high platform.

"Swordsman Sect Liu Hanyan, please give me a lot of advice" On the high platform, Liu Hanyan said lightly to the man in the Confucian shirt opposite.

But the strange thing is that the man in the Confucian shirt opposite did not answer, and still looked at Liu Hanyan with straight eyes.

"Swordsman Sect Liu Hanyan, please give me a lot of advice" Liu Hanyan said again coldly.

"Ahem, this fellow Daoist, please report your name!" The man in black on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted at the man in the Confucian shirt.

"Oh, oh, in Xia, in Confucianism, in Xiasheng Palace, Ni Hua" The man in the Confucian shirt woke up, and quickly tidied up his clothes, looked at Liu Hanyan and said.

"Haha, haha" Everyone in the audience was immediately amused by Ni Hua's demeanor.

"Now that the two sides have exchanged names, the game is officially underway!"

As soon as the man in black's words fell, Liu Hanyan raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Ni Hua.

Ni Hua, who had just come back to his senses, obviously didn't expect Liu Hanyan's attack to be so neat, and hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand to block his chest.

"Bang"

Before everyone in the audience could react, the Ice Soul Sword in Liu Hanyan's hand had already reached Ni Hua's jaw, less than an inch away from his throat.

Ni Hua felt the cold aura emitted by the long sword in front of him pierce his face and neck like a needle prick, and the whole person was frightened and his face was bloodless for an instant.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

"In this game, Liu Hanyan of the Swordsman Sect wins!" the man in black glanced at Liu Hanyan deeply and then opened his mouth to announce.

"Sure enough, it's a red face, and a beautiful woman must not provoke ......," the man in black secretly scolded himself.

"Senior Sister Liu, congratulations" Chen Yifan looked at Liu Hanyan who walked off the high platform and said with a smile.

"Congratulations on what?"

Listening to Liu Hanyan's slightly cold words, Chen Yifan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Of course, congratulations to Senior Sister Liu for winning," Chen Yifan said with some confusion.

"What's there to congratulate on this, it's just that the person just now was too distracted, don't mention it," said Liu Hanyan and walked towards the station of the Swordsman Sect alone.

"Being beautiful is also a kind of one's own strength, what's wrong with this?" Chen Yifan muttered in a low voice.

Liu Hanyan, who was walking, shook his footsteps slightly, and then walked in the direction of the Swordsman Sect again.