Chapter Eighty-Three: The First Round
The reason is very simple, when you meet such a strong person, it means that you will be eliminated in the first round, and if you are lucky enough, you will always draw people who are better than you, not to mention anything else, the top 100 are still very promising, and the so-called secret realm trial in the mouth of the master seems to be a big chance.
As many players finished drawing lots, a huge light curtain appeared in the air, showing the opponents that each contestant was about to face, and everyone could see it clearly.
At this time, many contestants are on the list, looking for their names, to see who their opponents are, if they meet a strong opponent in the first round, it will be funny, there are too many differences in strength, and you can admit defeat on stage.
The method of drawing lots is very simple, from one to one thousand numbers, draw one, draw the thousandth one, draw two, draw nine hundred and ninety-nine, and so on, this is the lottery mode of the sect.
Feng Sanshao, Lu Zhen and Teng Zixuan had casual expressions on their faces after seeing their opponents, because they had never heard the name of their opponents, which also meant that their opponents did not have much strength, and it was estimated that their first round would end the battle in an extremely relaxed posture.
Feng Sanshao looked at Fan Chen, who was speechless, showed a trace of curiosity, and said: "Fan Chen, you guy, what's the situation, after watching it for a long time, you don't squeak, didn't you meet some difficult opponents, right?"
"My name is there, see for yourself. Fan Chen pointed to his name speechlessly, his face was indeed extremely calm, but his heart was already full of fighting spirit, and he was ready to show his skills.
"Who made you take it so seriously. The three of them were surprised, and then followed Fan Chen's finger and looked at the direction that Fan Chen was pointing to, wanting to see who Fan Chen's opponent was, with his strength, wasn't it a joke for ordinary disciples.
I didn't know this look, but I was startled when I saw it, and the three of them unanimously stretched out their thumbs to Fan Chen, and said: "Your face is really black enough, and you met a proper enemy in the first round, and we are here to congratulate you." ”
"Look at your gloating expressions, do you want to be so bad? Are you so happy to see me meet him?" Fan Chen said speechlessly, it was really careless to make friends and made a bunch of bad friends.
"Happy, naturally, happy, you met him, can we not be happy, I believe you will be able to beat him hard. Everyone smiled and said, for Fanchen's strength, everyone is still extremely confident, to put it mildly, even if you lose, isn't there still a chance, unless Fanchen is still so much back for the second time.
Just when everyone was gloating at Fan Chen, I saw a group of disciples of the sect coming straight to Fan Chen, and the person who was the leader was Xue Ziling, this posture, at a glance, it was clear that this group of people was not good, if you want to say who Xue Ziling hated the most in the Sword Sect, it was undoubtedly the four people of Fan Chen, if one of the four people was the best, it was undoubtedly Fan Chen, no way, who let Fan Chen win the last game of Jian Feixin.
"Everyone, how do you feel now? Especially Fan Chen, it should be extremely sour now, right?" That's right, Fan Chen's opponent is Xue Ziling, when Xue Ziling saw that his opponent was Fan Chen, he was simply happy, and now he can finally be ashamed of himself, and he fights Fan Chen, isn't that a joke? For his own strength, he is extremely confident.
"It's not good, it's so-so, in other words, how can you, a defeated subordinate, still have the heart to come to us, and you are not afraid that we will beat you again in the ring, and promise to beat you until you are cool. Feng Sanshao directly scolded him back.
"I didn't lose, in that game, it was Jian Feixin who lost, not me, you just wait for me, see how I crippled you in this game." Xue Ziling looked hysterical, since he experienced the last failure, as long as he mentioned it in front of him, the original gentle and elegant appearance would immediately become like this, it can be seen how much he cares about this failure.
"Okay, I'll wait, I'll wait for you to come and cripple me. Regarding Xue Ziling's bold words, Fan Chen didn't have much emotional turmoil, just a few simple words.
This scene made Xue Ziling even more angry, no one dared to ignore himself like this, "Then why don't you see you in the ring, let's go." Xue Ziling said angrily, originally thought that when Fan Chen saw that his opponent was himself, he would be frightened, his own was a different kind of spiritual root, and his cultivation was much higher, but he didn't expect that Fan Chen was so light-hearted, what is this, this is naked contempt, and he doesn't put himself in his eyes at all.
As he spoke, he turned around directly and left with a group of younger brothers, this is not pretending, since this is the case, there is no point in staying, everything depends on the strength to speak.
"Fanchen, are you sure about him?" Feng Sanshao said worriedly.
"I don't know, you have to fight to know, what the result is, it depends on the strength. Fan Chen said, his face was inevitably a little dignified, it can be said that this is the real sense, Fan Chen's first battle against the alien spirit root.
Everyone, while talking, the first six matches of the first round have begun, all the disciples have their eyes on the ring, watching the game is still extremely important, maybe, one of them will be their next opponent, it is still extremely important to understand the opponent's combat power first.
Fortunately, in the ninth hall, there is no situation where their own family members fight their own families, the speed of the first round of the competition is still extremely fast, if the strong fight the weak, the speed is still very fast, Feng Sanshao and the other three people are in the middle of the order, only Fan Chen is relatively backward.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the first round of the competition had been conducted, and when Teng Zixuan jumped from the ring, the three of them had already finished the game, without the slightest accident, all of them ended in victory, and now only Fan Chen was left without playing.
I have to say that the first half of the round is not too boring, either the strong press the weak to fight, or the two are ordinary disciples, fighting without pain or itching, only to see that people are drowsy, not interested in the slightest, and there has been no scene of strong duel at all, so can it not be boring.
The game after game was going on, and finally came to the end of the first round, it was Fan Chen's turn to play, Fan Chen jumped and landed firmly in the ring, and Xue Ziling also fell in the ring in no particular order.
Seeing this scene, the drowsy young disciples who originally watched it can be regarded as coming to the spirit, not only the spirit, but also extremely boiling, almost all the disciples' eyes are focused on the two of them, and no one pays attention to the five rings next to them, no way, what happened in the ninth branch hall before has spread throughout the entire Sword Sect.
"What did I see? That's Xue Ziling vs. Fanchen, isn't it, it's not that the enemies don't get together!"
"Yes, yes, you read that right, it's really Fan Chen vs. Xue Ziling, this time Fan Chen is over, I have seen the bloody scene next, Xue Ziling must have blasted Fan Chen, and then kicked off the ring to end the battle, in order to avenge the previous shame. ”
"I can't say that, it is said that Fan Chen has some strength, and he can defeat Jian Feixin, although he is a cultivator who suppresses his cultivation to the initial level of the Qi Condensation Mirror in Jian Feixin, he has to resist no matter what, and then he will be kicked out of the ring. ”
"What do you know, Xue Ziling is a different spirit root, plus the realm is much higher, isn't this enough to beat that person called Fanchen?"
Many Sword Sect disciples discussed a lot, but all of them thought that Fan Chen would lose, no way, Fan Chen really didn't have any reputation among the Sword Sect disciples, and no one else knew who Fan Chen was? Naturally, they wouldn't think that Fan Chen had the strength to compete with the different spirit roots.
However, everyone seemed to have forgotten that in the previous battle between Fan Chen and Jian Feixin, Jian Feixin suppressed the realm to the initial level of the Condensing Mirror, and in fact, Fan Chen only had the cultivation of the initial level of the Condensing Mirror at that time, and the two of them could be said to have fought fairly in the same realm, in this case, Fan Chen won. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Way of Mortal Dust" to read for free for the first time.