Jindanmen Competition, each round adopts the elimination system, which is a helpless thing, because there are too many people participating in Jindanmen Competition.

On the day before each round, for the sake of fairness, lots will be drawn on the spot, and then the opponents will be announced.

Wu Xin angrily wanted to face the first ancestor and the second ancestor, and the reason was in this draw.

The first ancestor and the second ancestor dared to say that Zhen Cheng's opponent was Liu Qiang, and the reason was also in this draw. Wu Xin can be sure that there must be something wrong with this sign. As long as Liu Qiang is allowed to draw first, Zhen Cheng's sign moves a little, then it can naturally ensure that Liu Qiang's opponent is Zhen Cheng. Similar to this kind of cattiness, in the secular world, you can play hundreds of tricks.

There are too many cats in the lottery, there are too many in the secular world, and if you want to do this in front of everyone, Wu Xin is really not afraid of anyone.

Tomorrow we will play and tonight we will determine the opponent. The scene of the draw was also placed on the ring of the second village. In addition to the contestants who drew lots, there were also some villagers who had nothing to do and liked to watch the lively Second Village.

It was Wu Xin who presided over the lottery, but it was Wu Hao, a subordinate of the Eight Ancestors, who made the lots.

It was already dark, and the top 32 had arrived at the scene early. The eight ancestors, who were notaries, were also in place, and the originally lively scene suddenly quieted down.

"Wu Hao, have you signed the number?" The Eighth Ancestor looked around, and there was no sound in the whole scene except for the wind, and asked majestically.

"Back to the Eighth Ancestor, you're all ready!" Wu Hao is a man in his forties, and among the new disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, he is very highly regarded by the Eight Ancestors. Hearing the Eighth Ancestor's inquiry, Wu Hao said loudly, "Brothers, fellow Daoists, there are a total of thirty-two people who came to participate in the lottery today, and the number draws are from No. 1 to No. 32, No. 1 to No. 32, No. 2 to No. 31, and so on!" After today's draw, there will be eight competitions tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the competition from the first to the eighth is tomorrow, and the second day of the competition from the ninth to the sixteenth! ”

The scene was silent, the rules introduced by Wu Hao, everyone had already been clear, everyone looked at Wu Hao in annoyance, standing indifferently, and there was not even a little applause.

Wu Hao took out a boxy iron box and a square lottery order list, and respectfully placed them in front of the Eight Ancestors.

The height of the box is more than 40 centimeters, which is actually an ordinary tin box for biscuits. The opening is round, just open the lid, put your hand inside, and pull out a note with the number written on it.

"Wu Xin, it's on!" The Eighth Ancestor glanced at Wu Xin, who was standing beside Zhen Cheng, glanced at Zhen Cheng contemptuously from the corner of his eyes, and then warned, "No favoritism, be fair!" ”

"Look at what you always say, no matter how ignorant I am, I don't dare to mess around in front of you! Besides, this number sign is all made by you, fair or unjust, I don't know, don't you know? ”

Wu Xin's voice was tactful and melodious, but there was obviously distrust and ridicule in and out of his words.

"Bastard!" Seeing Wu Xin, the Eighth Ancestor had a headache, and he told him to say this, and this girl began to be nonsense, "Why is it unfair?" Can you tell me about it? ”

"Did I say it was unjust? Can't the Eight Ancestors indiscriminately wronged the younger generations? Wu Xin's aggrieved quibbles, with innocent little expressions on his face.

"Boring!" Wu Lei, who was waiting for the first draw, saw Wu Xin arguing with the Eight Ancestors, and complained in annoyance.

"Senior brother, how can you say that the Eighth Ancestor is boring? Hurry up daoqian! Before the Eighth Ancestor could speak, Wu Xin pointed the finger at Wu Lei in a righteous and stern manner.

"Sick in the head!" Everyone's eyes instantly looked at him, which made Wu Lei very angry. Usually I don't even bother to say a word to Wu Xin, why did this crazy woman target herself? Because he was wronged, Wu Lei's face was flushed, and he fought back angrily.

"You don't care, what are you blushing for? You have to help me, and you can't insult the Eight Ancestors! You still say that the Eighth Ancestor is sick, it's really a big rebellion! ”

"Wu Lei! daoqian！ Zhen Cheng saw Wu Xin's eyes, and hurriedly reprimanded loudly with a cold face, "Whether you are innocent or have a reason, you must daoqian now!" I'm a big brother, you have to listen to me, daoqian! ”

Wu Lei's head exploded, looking at Wu Xin and Zhen Cheng, he wanted to rush up and kill someone. "You-" Wu Lei wanted to scold the dog man and woman, but when he saw that the face of the Eighth Ancestor was green, he hurriedly shut up.

No one dared to speak out, because this was an internal matter for the children of the Medicine Garden; No one dared to come out to speak and make decisions, because there were eight ancestors sitting here.

The rule that the Jindanmen has obeyed for generations is not to disobey the orders of their elders. If it is an ordinary occasion, Wu Lei can still resist. But with so many people watching, even if Wu Lei knew that Zhen Cheng was helping Wu Xin wronged him, he had to step forward.

After Wu Lei's aggrieved daoqian, the entire lottery scene quieted down. But the Eighth Ancestor looked at Wu Xin angrily, and his stomach was bulging with anger. Wu Lei is a descendant of an ancestor, so he was humiliated by Wu Xin and Zhen Cheng, is it tolerable?

The Eighth Ancestor's face was ugly, and he regretted that he shouldn't have let Wu Xin speak just now. Glancing at the tin box in front of him, he couldn't bear to say, "Wu Xin, I'll give you a chance today, you can tell me how our draw today is fair!" ”

"Must I say it?" Wu Xin's white teeth bit her lip and asked reluctantly.

"It must be said!" The Eight Ancestors replied almost word for word.

"Good! Since the Eight Patriarchs asked me to say it, then I will say it! Looking at the gaze of the Eighth Ancestor, Wu Xin was a little frightened, if he didn't do it well today, he would definitely be directly split by this old man.

The people who came to draw lots didn't know what Wu Xin was going to do. Watching from the sidelines, but also happy to watch the excitement. Wu Xin's gaze seemed to be intentional, as if unintentionally swept over Wu Lei and Liu Qiang, and the two looked away with evasive eyes.

"May I ask the Eighth Ancestor, if you follow the procedure, who will be the first to come up and draw lots?" Wu Xin didn't want to drag the mud and water, so he simply asked directly.

"Wu Hao, in what order?" The Eight Ancestors are here to go through the motions, who is the first to draw, who is zuihou one to draw, the Eight Ancestors really don't know. He looked at Wu Hao with anger on his face and asked loudly.

"Ancestor, this-" Wu Hao, who was still calm just now, faintly sweated anxiously on his forehead. The Eighth Ancestor looked over, and Wu Hao was shocked. The things that the second ancestor confessed, under the eyes of everyone, must not be said, otherwise his family can still live? originally thought that the Eight Ancestors knew the whole thing, but looking at the situation, the Eight Ancestors should know nothing.

Damn, this lottery order was written on paper and pressed under the tin box. At this moment, except for telling the truth, I can't change the order at all.

"Say!" Wu Hao's expression was panicked, the eyes of the Eight Ancestors revealed resentment and killing intent, a word popped out between his teeth, and the coercion of true anger covered Wu Hao.

"The first one to draw lots is Liu Qiang, the second is Wu Lei, and the other is Zhen Cheng!"

The true qi of the Eight Ancestors, where can Wu Hao afford it. After Wu Hao knelt on the ground with a puff, he hurriedly explained the entire order of the lottery.

Wu Xin didn't speak, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the tin box, how cute and cute it was, how annoying it was, how annoying it was.

"Oh-" There was a muffled snort from the crowd who came to draw lots, the kind that suddenly realized.

The corners of Zhen Cheng's mouth flashed with an angry smile, and his body blocked Wu Xin.

In case the Eighth Ancestor was angry and wanted to punish Wu Xin, Zhen Cheng had to protect his woman. Although it is also a mantis arm as a car, it will not help, but even if he dies, Zhen Cheng must die in front of Wu Xin, because this is something that a man must be willing to do.

"You arranged it?" Zuihou one is Zhen Cheng, what is the significance of this lottery to Zhen Cheng? In some backgrounds, the lottery is in front, so there must be something wrong with the lottery in this tin bucket.

The Eighth Ancestor couldn't verify it, because in this matter, Wu Hao didn't have that much courage. But since this matter has been blown up by Wu Xin, there must be a scapegoat.

"I—"

"Death-" Wu Haocheng raised his head in fear, and just as he wanted to defend himself, a killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Eighth Ancestor. After a word popped out between his teeth, Wu Hao's head tilted and fell to the ground.

"Shattered-" The Eighth Ancestor's anger didn't seem to be vented yet, and the iron bucket in front of him had already shattered into powder.

The scene was eerily quiet, and Wu Hao's corpse was flickering with iron crumbs like silver powder.

Wu Xin retracted his gaze, stood beside Zhen Cheng with low eyebrows, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Death happened in an instant, and the sturdy iron bucket actually disappeared out of thin air, and Wu Xin felt the horror of slapping the tiger's ass for the first time.

Wu Hao's body was quickly cleaned up. The people who came to draw lots waited with bated breath for the orders of the Eight Ancestors.

is bound to ride a tiger, and the eighth ancestor can't say that he will draw lots another day, and all the anger in his heart is vented to Wu Xin's body through his gaze.

"You come up with a fair solution for me now, otherwise, hmph-"

Wu Hao is a scapegoat, and the Eight Ancestors know this.

Because he didn't know it, he let Wu Xinhu come, and when he returned to the mountain behind a village, he would definitely be scolded by Yizu. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved the Eighth Ancestor swore that if Wu Xin couldn't give a fair and reasonable explanation, then he wouldn't care what the Yao Lao would think, and he would definitely kill Wu Xin directly.

"Do you always have to draw lots complicated, or do you have to draw lots?" Wu Xin didn't dare to come nonsense, arched his hand with a serious face, and asked respectfully.

"Simple and fair!" The Eight Ancestors said the word fairness in a straightforward and murderous manner.

"Easy!" Wu Xin snapped his fingers proudly, "Everyone is not allowed to use true qi, blindfold like ordinary people, and then thirty-two people touch in this ring!" Whichever one you touch, which opponent is it, how simple and fair do you see this? ”

"Wu Xin's method, no one can say that it is bad, and no one dares to say that it is unfair." Even if the Eight Ancestors wanted to pick a bone in the egg, they couldn't seem to find a reason or excuse.

"Touch-" The Eighth Ancestor gritted his teeth and ordered, and the lottery ceremony for the top thirty-two in Jindanmen began in this way!

PS: It's a holiday, the master didn't go out to play, stay at home and feel at ease, I didn't ask for a few flowers, and the chrysanthemums were exploded again!! Hey, what's the point? Some anxious brothers always let the master explode, but the question is, there are more than 7 million words, how can it be so simple? The Master needs passion, not for rewards, but for flowers, which doesn't seem too much, right? Our teenager last year, the flower list was firmly in the top ten, look at the current flowers, put in the past, there is this amount in a day! The Master needs support, the strong one, where the flowers are, where the passion is!