Polo matches are extremely demanding, and one game can be played for an hour, that is, three rounds a day between cultivators.

Looking at the nervous crowd, Ying Baoyue stared at the box not far away.

Three rounds of three hours, which translates into hours is six hours. If the full three games mean that you have to hold up for six hours while riding a horse at high speed and hitting the ball to mobilize the true element, such a high-intensity consumption is unbearable even for those who are beaten with iron.

Even if most of the people present were the elite of young cultivators from various countries, and they were cultivators at the peak of the earth and human ranks, it would be a hellish challenge to fight three times in a row. Therefore, even if there is a break between each game, whether or not you can get a bye in the second round of the draw will have a great impact on the final result of the game.

Although the strength of each team will not change much, after all, if you have a bye in the second round, it is equivalent to having a rest time when playing against other countries, and you can win without a fight, which is a very obvious advantage.

Finally, it's time to fight for luck again.

All the cultivators looked at the box in the center of the court.

After the end of this draw, it is the time for the noon break, but no one has the heart to rest until the results of this draw.

Because this draw is so important, it has been questioned every time it is fair.

After all, in the past few junior ceremonies, every time it comes to the second round of the lottery, it is often that country that has a bye.

That is the host country, Nanchu.

"By the way, this time, which Congress will have a bye?"

"If you put it before, then you don't have to guess, it must be Nan Chu, tsk......"

"Nanchu lost in the first round, I haven't seen it for many years......"

While waiting for the draw, the scorched air resounded with the whispers of the people.

In the past, regardless of whether the public was unfair or not, the number of national places with a bye in polo battles would always fall on Nan Chu, and everyone should understand the reasons.

However, no one could have imagined that this time the host Nan Chu was defeated in the first round, and the situation went to the unknown.

"Regardless of whether this lottery can play tricks or not, the means that Nan Chu prepared for himself this time will not be used!"

"I don't know which country this means will fall on?"

Some cultivators from other countries talked about it coldly, and the examiners did not announce the lottery for a long time, and all kinds of discussions were rampant among the people who were waiting for the anger to get angry.

"But no matter how many rounds Nan Chu has a bye...... I haven't seen him win the first place in the polo battle. ”

"Yes, the first will never be the Northern Wei Dynasty or the Later Liao, if you want me to say, which round of these two countries will be a decisive battle in advance!"

"So, isn't this decisive battle already over?"

"No matter who is drawn, the final winner will definitely be the Northern Wei Dynasty."

"To put it bluntly, the bye is just one less fight, and it is just a fluke for those weak countries, weak is weak, and it is not enough physical strength to make up for it! Since it doesn't affect the result, can you smoke it quickly? I still want to eat! ”

In the noisy discussion of everyone, the examiner's slow voice finally sounded in the center of the field.

"Northern Wei, Eastern Wu, former Qin stepson, come forward!"

Here it comes!

No matter how dismissive the lottery results were, when it was time to draw, everyone was still shocked.

"It's coming, it's coming! It's going to be smoked! ”

All eyes are on it, and the result is important, which makes the pressure on the three stepsons who drew lots suddenly weigh like a thousand pounds.

"I'm ......" Ying Xun looked at the people behind him and smiled reluctantly, "I'll go." ”

Ying Baoyue watched his hands under his sleeves clenched into fists, and smiled at him in the nervous silence of everyone, "Just do your best, don't be nervous." ”

Ying Xun wanted to say that he was not nervous, but the girl's words did make the burden on his shoulders a little lighter.

"Hmm," he nodded, and walked toward the center of the pitch in full view.

"Personnel......" However, looking at the young back of the young man, a cold light crossed Yingyue's eyes.

She didn't tell Yingxun before, but as people said before, this second round of lottery is not monolithic.

Since he has been able to draw Zhongnan Chu again and again, it is difficult to believe that he has not done anything.

But the host country ate some sweetness within a controllable range, and although everyone was dissatisfied, they couldn't say anything in the end. This time, there was no Nan Chu in the draw to ignite everyone's interest in the results, but the absence of the host country does not mean that the means to prepare for the host country are gone.

Hold the moon and her eyes are as cold as ice.

Ying Baoyue stared at the huge lottery box, and there were three ways she knew that she could manipulate the lottery unconsciously.

And it doesn't rely on clumsy tricks, it's on the means of true practitioners.

Of course, all this is based on a sufficiently high level of practitioners.

The box was so huge that the Rank 5 and the high-level cultivators above it could completely manipulate the internal air flow to complete the reversal of the position of the bamboo sticks.

This is the power of a high-level practitioner.

It is precisely because they can accomplish so many strange things that high-level cultivators of rank 5 and above will become the focus of contention among various countries.

However, although high-level cultivators can interfere in the affairs of so many people, they don't have to worry about causing too much chaos, after all, there are very few people who can do this.

And in such a state of view, the fifth level can be difficult to control, and if you go up, ...... There are even fewer people.

It wasn't that on such a big occasion, there would be no high-level cultivators who would make a move at all.

And even on big occasions, this is often not the case. Because if you want to play this kind of trick, you have to establish a situation where there are no Heaven Rank cultivators present.

After all, under the eyes of Heavenly Rank cultivators, these methods that ordinary people could not discover were grasped one by one, and there was nowhere to hide.

On really important occasions, there are often Heavenly Rank cultivators from multiple countries, such as the Intermediate Rank Grand Ceremony of Soochow.

On the occasion of the junior ceremony, which is not high, these things are easy to appear, and Yingyue is in the heart. She looked up at Li Mengyang, who was squinting her eyes as if she was asleep on the high platform in the distance.

There is only one Heaven Rank cultivator here, he hasn't seen Nan Chu's methods so many times before, and this time he will probably still not "see it." ”

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the draw has begun!"

As the ceremonial official shouted, Meng Shi, Zhao Guang and Ying Xun reached into the box at the same time.

Everyone held their breath, but at this moment, Yinghuyue's pupils shrank.

No one around her reacted, but just as the three of them reached in, she suddenly felt a stream of air surging in the lottery box, and they scattered in all directions!

It actually appeared!

Ying Baoyue's fingertips were tightly clasped into her palm, she had just guessed before, but she didn't expect that there would really be a high-level cultivator who would make such a move.

On the high platform, Mr. Mengyang seemed to wake up from his sleep, the old man squinted and glanced at the box quietly, and a touch of surprise and surprise quickly crossed his eyes, but the next moment his eyes turned indifferent, and he closed his eyelids again without saying anything.

Let it all happen.

The mutation was going on rapidly, and no one could stop it, but the next moment was at this moment, Ying Baoyue, who was staring at the box, was suddenly stunned.

Mr. Mengyang, who seemed to be asleep on the high platform, opened his eyes suddenly.

Ying Baoyue looked at the box, and just when the air flow in the box was rushing and stirring, another air flow suddenly appeared out of nowhere, like a strong wind and waves pressing the situation, and suddenly pressed down that breath!

The air flow came from nowhere, it came and went quickly, like a gust of fresh wind, but it was not like the previous breath that was surging around, but only completely canceled out the breath that appeared in the box before, like light swallowing the darkness.

Ying Baoyue's eyes widened, feeling the initial breath in the box disappear, and then looked back into the distance behind him.

There was nothing there, only the faint outline of a green hill.

No one knew, Mr. Mengyang on the high platform also looked in the same direction at the same time, and the next moment the old man squinted his eyes and muttered, "Rank four? ”

"What did you say, sir?" Ji Jiashu on the side was stunned.

"Nothing." Mr. Mengyang said lightly.

And at that moment, a huge cry erupted in the center of the stadium.

When I looked closely, the three stepsons had already drawn the lot.

Only a few people know that a silent game has just ended.

But people don't have time to care about it, they just stare at the newly drawn results.

"This is ......" Ying Xun opened the sign in his hand, and his pupils shrank.

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