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"The host has a new task, participate in the annual competition, get the first place, reward a B-level magic, plus 5000 gold coins, fail the task, and deprive the host of the three magic mastered at will. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The sound of the system prompt sounds, and a new mission is released.

"The reward is quite generous, and the punishment is not light." Yun Yan muttered in his heart, his eyes were very firm, and he was looking forward to it.

There are a total of 16 players participating in the annual competition, divided into four groups, each group of four people, each group is divided into two groups to fight, the winner enters the next round, and has been competing level by level.

The presiding monk brought up a black cloth bag, which contained sixteen aliens, the size of a billiard ball, divided into four colors, and a small ball with numbers printed on it, even if you touch the ball, you can't tell what color the ball is and what the number is.

"There are sixteen balls marked with numbers and different colors in the cloth bag in my hand, each of you draws a small ball, the same color is the same group, and the same number is the opponent of the first group of competitions, you understand." The monk standing in the ring said loudly, his voice reverberating in this space, ensuring that everyone could hear clearly.

The contestants nodded their heads and opened their mouths in response, already eager to try.

"Now that we all understand, let's start drawing lots." The monk spoke.

These players did not hesitate, approached the monk, reached into the black cloth bag, and drew lots one after another to determine their group and opponent.

As they continued to draw the ball, determine which group they were assigned to, and who they would be opposed, everyone gradually became excited, couldn't help but discuss, some were happy and some were worried.

Yun Yan was not in a hurry, and the last one stepped forward, reached into the cloth bag, and pulled out the only remaining ball.

The ball Yun Yan got was a black ball, and the number on it was No. 6.

"No, my opponent turned out to be you." Seeing Yun Yan pull out the black No. 6 ball, a young monk walked over and said helplessly.

This person Duolong, a young man from Tibetan, has just been twenty years old, and has officially become a magician for a year, and it has only been eight months, and his talent is not very outstanding, but he is diligent, optimistic, and has a good personality.

His figure is not very tall, 175 tall, not burly, wearing a brown monk's robe, wrapped more tightly, his face is still a little immature and tender, and he always has a shy smile on his face.

In normal times, Yun Yan and Duolong get along well, but there are few opportunities to get along, and everyone is busy cultivating and improving their strength.

"Dolong, you and I are in the same group, and you are still opponents in the first round, otherwise you would have to admit defeat." Yun Yan turned around, looked at Duolong beside him, and said with a smile, not very serious, a little joking.

"Even if I'm not your opponent, I'm not going to throw in the towel, I'm going to give it my all and want to beat me easily, it's not easy." Duolong said solemnly, looking very serious.

He was very serious about such a thing, but he didn't want to be perfunctory like this, and admit defeat before he started, that was not his style.

Duo Long knew in his heart that Yun Yan, as the apprentice of the Supreme Magician, must be a genius-like existence, and Yun Yan also cultivated hard, even if he only studied magic for more than three months, his strength was not bad, and it was not a simple matter to defeat Yun Yan.

However, Doron didn't want to admit defeat like this, he still wanted to try, maybe he could really defeat Yun Yan.

"Since you say that, then you're welcome." Yun Yan said calmly.

In the face of an opponent like Duolong, Yun Yan has no pressure at all, has enough confidence, and there will be no accidents.

If even Duolong can't defeat him, then Yun Yan can find a piece of tofu and kill him, and he is not worthy of being the apprentice of the Supreme Magician at all.

Yun Yan and Lin Tao were not divided into the same group, which means that they will not meet in the first two rounds, and their luck is almost the third round of the competition, and if they are lucky, they will be the last round of the competition.

Anyway, for Yun Yan, it's all about the same, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and defeat all the opponents, so you can naturally get the first place.

Yun Yan has only one goal, that is, to win the first place, and if he wins the second place, it will be regarded as a failure.

Moreover, he can lose to anyone, but he can't lose to Lin Tao, otherwise, Gu Yi will be more or less disgraced and slapped in the face by Lin Tao.

After the draw is completed, the presiding monk will record the group of each contestant, and then arrange the order of appearance.

Sixteen players will retire from the ring for final preparations, and the competition will begin soon.

After a while, the presiding monk announced that the two contestants who would compete for the first time were Adoma and Tsangpo.

When Adom and Tsangpo heard the sound, they did not hesitate and ascended to the ring from both sides, standing opposite each other in the center of the ring.

They are all brothers in the same sect, and they get along very well on weekdays, and there is no need to be stiff because of a competition, so they are more polite to each other, and there is no such way as to draw a knife against each other.

"I want to reiterate that the main point of the competition between the same sect is over, and remember not to hurt people's lives, if anyone does not listen, they will be severely punished." The presiding monk explained the most important rules, with a solemn expression and a very serious expression.

The purpose of the annual competition held by the ancient temple is to let everyone learn from each other and encourage each other, not to make life and death against each other, which will be boring.

"If there is no problem, then I will announce the first competition and officially begin." The monk said in a deep voice, his voice low and powerful, echoing in this world.

Hearing the monk announce the start of the competition, Adom and Zangpo greeted each other with fists, and then distanced themselves and engaged in a fight.

The annual competition is not limited to magic, but can also use kung fu, as long as the opponent is defeated openly, then there is no problem, it is all within the scope of the competition.

Adom and Zangpo's magic is not very strong, but their fists and feet are still very good, constantly shifting positions in the ring, and then colliding together to launch a sharp attack.

Sometimes, they will surprise and cast magic spells on their opponents in the hope of defeating them.

Yun Yan was arranged to the sixth competition, but there was no need to worry, standing under the ring to watch the competition, and you could also see the routines of these monks.

With the passage of time, the competition was in full swing, and a very visually impactful battle was staged, which looked intense, and the monks who watched the competition in the field were all infected and had a feeling of blood boiling.

If they could, the monks who could no longer participate in the competition would want to rush into the ring, find an opponent of equal strength, and start a hearty battle to vent their strength.

Although the competition is very intense, each competition does not last very long, basically three or five minutes, and a winner is divided.

This kind of competition is not like what is shown on TV, it takes a long time to fight, and some of them take three days and three nights, which is simply nonsense, and it can last for more than an hour, which is already considered against the sky.