Watching the examiner put his hand in the box again, everyone became nervous.

"This scene is really the same as when you drew your opponent back then." On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan looked at Ji Jiashu and smiled.

Ji Jiashu glanced at him helplessly, "I wasn't the only one who didn't want to be drawn as an opponent back then. ”

"That's right," Jiang Yuanyuan nodded, "Drawing Yeluhua, Tuoba Xun, and Fenghua that kid is also very devastating." ”

There were a total of three of the six sons of the Warring States in the last junior ceremony, Guanghua Zhaohua Chunhua, plus one Tuoba Xun. After a total of three days of fighting, everyone knew that these four would definitely stay until the last day, and anyone else who ran into them before that would stop there.

There were one hundred and twenty-six cultivators left in the second round, and the number of places that could participate in the mid-level ceremony was one hundred, so it can be said that most of the remaining cultivators were nine out of ten. However, there will still be twenty-six cultivators who have been defeated too early and who have scored too low in the previous rounds.

For cultivators who are not confident in their previous achievements, it is natural to leave an extra round of insurance. Moreover, the final ranking of the beginner ceremony will greatly affect the treatment in the intermediate ceremony, since you are here to participate in the ceremony, everyone wants to stay longer.

In such a situation, no one wants to meet the strong man who had a bye in the second round, not to mention that although there are not many celebrities in this beginner ceremony......

"Ye Siyuan and Meng Shi should be the opponents that this group of cultivators are most reluctant to draw this year." Jiang Yuanyuan said on the high platform.

Ji Jiashu nodded.

There are indeed not many celebrities in this beginner ceremony, but there are still a few. Speaking of strength, Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, is one of the best. Meng Shi's strength is not weak, but the reason why his reputation can't catch up with Tuoba Xun, who was also from the Northern Wei Dynasty before, Ji Jiashu thinks that he is completely dragged down by his family background.

In the cultivation world where it is difficult to produce a noble son from a poor family, a cultivator with an outstanding family background and extraordinary cultivation can be more famous than a cultivator who only has the strength to practice. But of course, if you are strong enough, then it is not a problem for your family background to not be obvious.

For example, ten years ago, the young secretary ordered Lin Baoyue to become that woman...... Even if it's an orphan, it's still convincing.

However, a cultivator as strong as that woman is rare, and Meng Shi's reputation is somewhat affected by his identity, and many people are not familiar with him.

However, the name of Meng Shi's strongest fire cultivator was well-known enough among cultivators, and many high-level cultivators speculated that he would be the leader of this year's Junior Ceremony.

Speaking of family background, Ye Siyuan is a typical representative of fame after combining family background and cultivation strength.

Ji Jiashu looked at the young man with the long sword at his waist wrapped in strips of cloth for some reason, and his eyes were slightly deep.

The cultivator world attaches great importance to family background, not purely because he likes the high and the low, and loves the poor and loves the rich, but because the family background does have a great impact on the strength of the practitioner.

Not everything can be bought with money, and what is needed is status. Only those who have a high enough status can have the possibility of obtaining the top cultivation resources.

Such a person is often more terrifying than a powerful cultivator, because the strength of a cultivator cannot be improved in a short period of time, and a cultivator who has the resources and access to a cultivator does not know how strong he can be.

"Who will be drawn?"

"It's too unlucky to run into Ye Dagongzi in the second round, how unlucky will it be to bump into ......"

Luck......

Hearing the word mentioned by the people, Ji Jiashu's eyes froze slightly.

Jiang Yuanyuan felt the change in the aura of the people around him, and looked at it, and was surprised to find that Ji Jiashu's two hands were clenched into fists by his side.

"You won't ......" Jiang Yuanyuan stared at Ji Jiashu and asked, "You won't be scared, right?" ”

"Me?" Ji Jiashu was stunned, "What am I afraid of?" ”

He didn't play again.

Jiang Yuanyuan looked at him and squinted and smiled, "I'm afraid that she will hit Ye Siyuan." ”

It goes without saying who she is.

Ji Jiashu was silent when he heard this, looking at the examiner who took out the paper sign and slowly opened it on the battle table, he was indeed worried. Worried that Ying Baoyue would meet Ye Siyuan in the first round.

Because since the beginning of the canon, whether it is artificial or non-artificial, that girl's luck has not been very good.

Where is not very good, it is simply very bad.

As a result, Ji Jiashu was not the only one present who was so worried.

"Mingyue ......" looked at the paper stick in the examiner's hand, and Guichen, who was standing next to Ying Baoyue, also became nervous, and stretched out his hand to grab her sleeve.

Ye Siyuan is a cultivator of the sixth rank, and he still has the methods of the Ye family, and he still has many festivals with her, which is simply the worst opponent for this woman.

The results of the previous rounds of various draws are about to cause a psychological shadow to Guichen, if anyone wants to trouble her, then this lottery ......

"The first game of the second round!"

At this moment, the examiner's voice interrupted Guichen's worry, only to hear the examiner announce loudly.

"Nan Chu Ye Siyuan is right, Zhong Tang Song Qian!"

A mournful roar erupted from the side of the cultivators of the Middle Tang Dynasty, and Ji Jiashu on the high platform and Guichen Ji Qingyuan and others under the stage breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"It's the unlucky stepson of Zhongtang," Jiang Yuanyuan looked at a gorgeously dressed young man who walked out of the crowd, and the silk and satin on his body at this time couldn't hide the young man's bitter face.

"It is worthy of being the nephew of Qionghuajun Song Zhai," Jiang Yuanyuan said, "This look is the same as that of his uncle." ”

Qionghuajun Song Zhai is the younger brother of the monarch of the Tang Dynasty, and the eldest of the six sons of the Warring States Period, who is nearly thirty years old.

Although he is known as the Six Princes of the Warring States Period, Song Zhai is not known for his cultivation strength, and his fame depends on erudition. Although I am not good at cultivators, Qiong Huajun is familiar with the world's martial arts and is known as a practitioner.

Jiang Yuanyuan had seen this Qionghuajun a few times, and he was a very interesting rank seven cultivator. Every time I talk about cultivation, I think it's the way, but when someone wants to really fight with him on the battlefield, it's like this.

"Song Qian is different from Qiong Huajun," but at this time, Ji Jiashu slowly spoke, "Song Qian is a sixth-level cultivator, he was cultivated by Song Zhai, and his strength is not bad. ”

Ji Jiashu's eyes appeared in front of him, and the information of the stepsons of various countries that he had seen before.

Although he is nearly thirty years old, the prince of the Tang Dynasty has never married or had any heirs, but has spent a lot of effort to raise his nephew.

This nephew is none other than Song Qian.

Since he is Song Zhai's nephew, Song Qian himself is also a child of the royal family, and he is the most talented cultivator of the Song clan in the Middle Tang Dynasty.

Song Zhai is nearly thirty years old and is only a seventh-level cultivator, but he has taught a sixth-level cultivator, and he has to say that he is quite capable.

"Yes, after all, Song Qian also had a bye in the first round." Jiang Yuanyuan stared at the Zhongtang stepson who ascended to the battle platform. Although his face was full of reluctance, there was no fear on the face of the richly dressed young man.

In terms of talent and family background alone, Song Qian is not inferior to Ye Siyuan.

"Presumably this is also a close battle," Jiang Yuanyuan said.

Ji Jiashu nodded, and most of the high-level cultivators present would think the same way.

"The battle begins!"

With the shouting of the examiner on the battle platform, Song Qian took the lead in pulling out the long sword at his waist, which was similar to the clothes on his body, and his sword decoration was also very exquisite.

"Longquan Sword?" On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan exclaimed, "Can this sword be found?" This Zhongtang's family background is really thick enough. ”

The legend of Longquan Sword is the first sword cast by Ou Yezi, a swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period, although it is not as kingly as the Tai'a Zhanlu cast later, it is a delicate and beautiful sword, and its value is extremely high.

Such a famous sword was extremely rare in the battle of beginner cultivators, and the cultivators in the audience let out a burst of inhale sounds.

Having such a sword is a powerful blow to any cultivator and a fatal blow to his opponent.

However, in the face of Song Qian, who had already drawn his sword, Ye Siyuan's expression standing opposite did not change in the slightest.

There was no fear in the eyes, and there was even a hint of contempt.

And he, not even drawing his sword.

"Ye Siyuan, what's going on?" On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan was stunned and spoke, "Why is his sword still wrapped in cloth?" Can't pull it out? ”

"Ye Siyuan, is this going to be caught?" At this time, Ying Baoyue's side also opened his mouth like this.

No.

Ying Baoyue stared at Ye Siyuan's long sword wrapped in strips of cloth and said in a low voice.

Ye Siyuan didn't mean to surrender, everything was the opposite.

"Ye Gongzi, why don't you draw your sword?" At this time, Song Qian asked suspiciously on the stage.

"Draw your sword? You still want me to draw my sword? At this time, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Ye Siyuan's mouth, and he pulled out the long sword at his waist and raised it above his head.

"If I draw my sword, you'll be dead."

Strips of cloth scattered from the sword in his hand, and when the scabbard was exposed to the sun, Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank.

"That's ......"

The scabbard alone emits infinite brilliance.

Everyone in the battle stage gasped, and someone exclaimed.

"Yue Wang Goujian Sword?!"