Chapter 35: The Drawing of Lots

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After three hours of fierce battles, the rapid diversion of five rings to hundreds of people, and soon the top ten were born, and it is natural that Qi Er, who is superior in physique and heavenly capital, is also among these ten people at this time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the process of eliminating in this three-hour competition, some people lasted for almost a quarter of an hour, some people only lasted for a minute or two before exiting, and even more were solved in a few seconds. In the face of the gap in talent, those disciples who had no perseverance but no talent simply admitted defeat directly, did not waste a minute or a second, and ran to their residence after getting out of the ring, seizing every minute and second to meditate on their cultivation.

Half a year of cultivation does not mean anything for cultivators, after all, the time is too short, but it is a watershed for cultivators who have just started to divide talents, that is to say, the real purpose of this test held by Tianmen Sect is to select the hope of the future of Tianmen Sect, and the talents who are outstanding among the new disciples and have the upper level of talent and temperament can be cultivated, consolidate the mainstay of Tianmen Sect in the future, and add a few probabilities and hopes for the emergence of cultivation masters in Tianmen Sect in the future.

Of course, among the top ten that have appeared now, there are already six people who have been included in the ranks of key cultivation objects by the sect like Qi'er, and the remaining four people who stand out will inevitably be valued by the sect in the future.

"The top ten disciples, please line up in a column and draw their numbers in turn." The senior brother who presided over the competition shouted loudly, his voice was full of confidence, and after speaking, he handed over the box in front of him.

Looking at the scorching, envious, jealous, and disgusting eyes around him, Qi Er's calm heart also became tense at this moment.

"Qi Haoran, you can't leave!" A low voice came from behind, waking up Qi'er, who was stunned at this time. After hearing the voice behind him, Qi Er immediately raised his head, only to see that he had been pulled away by the person in front of him dozens of meters away, and then quickly accelerated his pace to keep up with the team in front.

"Next..." The orderly line didn't take long for Qi'er's turn to draw lots, "What number will it be?" Qi'er thought to herself, and then reached into the box.

At the same time, inside the box, at the moment when Qi'er was about to touch a wooden stick, the disciple who presided over the competition suddenly moved his fingers slightly, and the wooden stick immediately came out of Qi'er's hand like a loach. Seeing this, the presiding disciple moved his finger slightly, and a wooden skewer that had been close to the wall of the box in advance slowly flew out and leaned towards Qi'er's hand.

"No. 8 Qi Haoran!" The presiding disciple looked at the wooden stick in Qi'er's hand and shouted loudly.

"Number eight?" took out the wooden skewers in the box, and at this time, Qi Er stared at the opposing board on the stage, "No. 8 vs. No. 10, No. 10 has not been drawn yet, who will be No. 10" Saying that, Qi Er looked at the three people behind him who had not yet drawn lots, and one of these three people was the disciple of the three elders - Qiu Qiou

After looking at the three people in front of him, especially the last second disciple Qiu Qiou, Qi Er took the wooden stick in his hand and retreated to the side, thinking in his heart, "Although, I am the fastest cultivator among the disciples of the same generation, and I have reached the realm of the early stage of strength, but now Qiu Qiou has also reached the stage of strength, and he is the apprentice of the three elders, the magic weapon is not less than mine, and the cultivation method is also the upper level of the sect, it seems that if he is the number 10, then it must be a vicious battle." Master respects his old man's face, I must fight for it back! Not only the face of the master, but also Qiu Qiou's cynicism towards me in the past six months, as well as the bad breath half a year ago, must be recovered together! Qi Er thought about it, and began to desire more and more that his next opponent could be Qiu Qiou.

I don't know if it was Qi'er's voice heard by God, or Qi'er's luck, when Qiu Qiou finished drawing lots, he only heard the presiding disciple shouting loudly, "No. 10 Qiu Qiou" Then the presiding disciple looked at the person behind Qiu Qiou, "There is only one number left, and No. 6 is you" After speaking, he turned around and went to do other things.

But none of the disciples present noticed it, and when the presiding senior brother finished reporting the wooden sign number of the last person, when he turned around, that person actually looked at the three elders on the stage for a few seconds, and only turned around and left after the three elders nodded slightly.

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