The sun is a little westerly.

The draw for the second round has now reached the fifth round.

Although the draw is not much, they all have one thing in common, that is, the cultivators who are drawn and played are all practitioners who have a bye in the first round.

The second round of the battle has a total of sixty-four rounds, and four rounds are nothing in it. So not many people paid attention to this kind of coincidence at first.

But in the fifth round, if you draw someone who has a bye in the first round, it will be too coincidental.

Everyone looked at the examiner's hand, waiting for that coincidence that might arise.

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, if this lottery is really boring, it will be difficult to solve it today." At this time, looking at the box signed by the examiner, Zhao Guang stood beside Ying Baoyue and said.

Ying Baoyue looked at him when she heard the words.

Zhao Guang's eyes were slightly deep.

It is not the first time that there has been a problem with the draw of this Nanchu Elementary Ceremony, but there has been no actual evidence.

In the last round of the wargame battle, Ji Jiashu almost gambled on his reputation and insisted on interfering in the draw, but in the end he lost to luck, and the result did not prove that there was a problem with the draw.

In the final round of the battle, because the result of the lottery has a great impact on the final results of the candidates, the lottery rules are more strictly guarded than those of other rounds.

"The examiner in charge of the final round of lottery must be selected from among the immortal officials above the fourth grade, and the person in charge of the day is responsible for it every day, and the person in charge of the day is to ensure fairness, unless he dies, he cannot be replaced by lottery from beginning to end."

Zhao Guang opened his mouth and said the special rules on the draw for this round of the battle.

This was originally a rule formulated by Emperor Taizu for fairness, after all, an immortal official above the fourth rank can be described as a high and powerful position, and it is extremely difficult to buy.

But in fact, if there is a problem with this immortal official who drew lots that day, then it is likely to go all the way to the dark.

Today's second round of battles has been bloody from the beginning to the present.

From Ye Siyuan, Song Qian, the stepson of the Tang Dynasty, Meng Shi, himself, Ying Baoyue, Du Siqi to the Chen brothers.

Zhao Guang clenched the hilt of the fish intestine sword at his waist.

All the contestants on the field were cultivators who had made a name for themselves and made a name for themselves in this Beginner Ceremony, and only half of these hot rivals were now in the middle of the battle.

Zhao Guang looked at Xu Yishan, who was standing beside Ying Baoyue, in their group, only this rank six had not yet played, according to this number of roads......

"Brother Xu, I think you have to be careful later." Zhao Guang suddenly spoke.

"You mean ......", Xu Yishan was shocked when he heard this.

"Probably not," but at this time, Ying Baoyue suddenly spoke, looking at the examiner who had already drawn lots on the stage.

"It's too fake to keep doing this, and it's almost time to let those people out." She spoke softly.

"Put?" Zhao Guang was stunned when he heard this, "Who let people out?" Are you talking about those who didn't have a bye in the first round? ”

"Well," Ying Baoyue smiled, "but that's more than that. ”

There is more than just one coincidence from the beginning of this round of lottery to the present.

"In the first four rounds, in addition to those who did not have a bye in the first round, there was still a group of people who were not drawn." Ying hugged the moon and said.

Zhao Guang's pupils shrank, he boasted of his insight into the world, but he didn't expect that there were still things he didn't notice.

Ying Baoyue looked at the surprised teenager and smiled, this teenager who is good at gathering intelligence is actually sharp enough in the world. He didn't find out just because he hadn't had too many confrontations with that group in the early rounds.

But she's different.

"There is another category of people who have not been drawn in the first four rounds," she said softly as she watched the examiner slowly unfold the paper mark in her hand.

"That is, disciple of the Northern Han Pavilion."

Zhao Guang was stunned, and at this moment, the examiner's shout came from his ears.

"Match 5 of the second round, the fighter!"

"Northern Wei Dynasty, Helan Cheng!"

……

……

The examiner's voice echoed in the forest, and Zhao Guang looked at the girl beside him who seemed to be able to predict the future.

"Actually, I just wanted to say that the Northern Wei people are here," Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled, "But seeing the injuries on your body, I suddenly remembered that you and Meng Shi had fought." ”

However, Meng Shi was also special among the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and sometimes she didn't want to classify him among those people.

When Zhao Guang heard this, he felt that he was hit by another arrow in the chest, and he said on his forehead, "Anyway, I can't beat him, and I won't lose if I lose." ”

Although the draw may have been manipulated, in the first few rounds of their lives, except for the girl in front of them who was more unlucky, the others were also fighting against their opponents in the same realm, which was not unfair.

He was also convinced.

"Yes, the results of your previous rounds of battles are also in line with your strength." Ying Baoyue's eyes were slightly cold when she heard this.

Although the number of strong people has been reduced by half, the cultivators who lose can also enter the mid-level ceremony. If the mastermind behind the manipulation of the lottery is not purely from the Northern Wei Dynasty. Then the damage to the country is not particularly great.

can also sell a big favor in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Of course, it is difficult to say whether the draw was rigged or not.

Among the eight players in the first four games, Nan Chu alone accounted for four.

In terms of the total number of cultivators who entered the second round of battles, this proportion is not surprising. After all, the cultivation strength of the three powerful countries is here. Among the cultivators left in this round, there were the Southern Chu and Northern Wei people the most.

But among the Northern Wei people, who were almost as many as the Southern Chu people, they were only called to a Meng Shi who was unlikely to lose.

I have to say that this sign is a bit interesting.

And the disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion, who accounted for the largest proportion of the people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, had not been called before.

That's when it finally arrived.

"It's actually Prince Helan? I wonder who the opponent will be? ”

"Anyway, the white rainbow sword used by Prince Helan in the last round is really good-looking, it seems that I have the opportunity to watch it again!"

The people in the audience were excited, with anticipation in their eyes.

And looking at He Lancheng, who was on the battle platform, and figured out Ying Baoyue's words, Zhao Guang took a deep breath.

I always feel like I can guess what's going to happen next.

The examiner pulls out the second paper sign from the box.

As soon as the cultivators who have no bye appear, they appear one after another.

Helan Cheng drew a seventh-level cultivator.

Of course, it is a normal seventh-level cultivator.

Zhao Guang glanced at a special rank seven beside him.

It has also been proven that not all rank 7 can defeat rank 6.

Of course, this seems like a nonsense.

Just when he was distracted to look at Ying Baoyue, Helan Cheng had already beaten the poor rank seven on the stage, and he didn't even use the Bai Hong Sword.

It can be said that the total time spent in the first round of battles has been greatly saved.

Without waiting for everyone to react, this scene was over, and the examiner had already begun to prepare for the draw.

"What's going on...... Xu Yishan on the side frowned, glaring at a certain former Northern Han Pavilion disciple Tuoba Xun who was standing behind him.

Wang Zhusheng, who was beside Tuoba Xun, trembled, and argued under pressure, "This ...... Originally, there weren't so many rank six who could fight in the same realm......"

There is nothing wrong with that.

There are a lot of remaining tiers of seven tiers and eight tiers in the second round of battles, and it is impossible for every game to be a strong battle.

Even if it's pure luck, there will never be less of such a crushing quick battle.

Ying Baoyue looked at the examiner who was drawing lots on the stage, and said softly, "I'm afraid the rhythm of the next battle will be faster." ”