"Yes! Nine Emperor Uncle Chitose Chitose! ”

The crowd around the ring shouted in unison, and many young people were already gearing up and secretly competing with their eyes.

Soon, Murong Jiu waved his hand to signal the housekeeper that he could start fighting.

"Yes, lord." The housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion immediately went to the direction of the ring, took out the lottery holder that had been prepared for a long time, and came to the contestants for drawing.

The competition to recruit relatives is a lottery method, and all those who sign up will be determined by lottery to determine the opponent.

Of course, the Nine Emperor Uncles didn't have the patience to watch every weak competition, so before the lottery, the people who came to the Nine Kings Mansion to sign up went through the first round of martial arts screening.

Only those who have a reputation and ranking in the rivers and lakes can be exempted from the martial arts test and directly obtain the qualification to fight.

And those young students who can't even beat the masters of the Nine Kings Mansion can wash and go home to sleep.

This time, there are only about 100 masters selected.

The housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion took the lottery holder and asked the contestants to draw them one by one, and when he walked in front of the last few people, he looked up and took a deep look at the people who drew lots.

"Doesn't your master draw lots by himself?" The steward of the Nine Kings Mansion spoke in a slightly dull tone.

Ye Qinghuan noticed the movement in the audience, and looked condescendingly at the person who drew lots, only to find that person was actually one of Mu Qingmiao's right-hand men, Mu Wei.

I saw Mu Wei show a decent and gentle smile: "Nine Emperor Uncle shouldn't have a rule that the contestants themselves can draw lots, right?" ”

The Nine Kings Mansion's housekeeper's eyes sank, and after a moment, he turned his head to look in the direction of the Nine Emperor Uncles.

Murong Jiu waved his hand lightly, and the housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion turned around, nodded at Muwei, and walked towards the next lotter.

After Mu Wei opened the lottery in his hand and took a look, he turned his head and whispered something to a person behind him, and saw that the person quickly left the ring and went to the back street.

Ye Qinghuan squinted, looking at everything in his eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: Mu Qingmiao, this person, the shelf is quite big. Looking at Mu Wei's expression, Mu Qingmiao should be at the back.

At this moment, the first group of masters has come up in the ring.

After the two of them saluted in the direction of the Nine Emperor Uncles, they each hugged their fists, and their eyes began to fight.

These two people are rising stars in the rivers and lakes, although they are not famous, and Ye Qinghuan can't call their names, but when they saw the two fighting, countless wind blades rose everywhere, and they immediately knew that the strength of the two was not low.

"It seems that this time it really attracted a lot of dragons and tigers!" Ye Qinghuan hooked her lips playfully, determined to write down the names of today's contestants one by one, which may come in handy in the future.

Although the strength of the two is not low, they quickly separated the winner after all.

Subsequently, a second group of masters took the stage.

The competition has been going on nervously, and the audience is dizzying, but the protagonists of the whole thing, Murong Jiu and Ye Qinghuan, don't care too much about the competition in front of them.

Because only the two of them know that all the foreplay is for the final high-tide - Mu Qingmao!

Only when Mu Qingmiao appears, the two will take a serious look at this competition to recruit relatives.

Noon passed quickly, and the Nine Emperor Uncles did not have any impatience on his face, and he had been sitting in the elegant seat, his eyes were not slow, and he was as steady as Mount Tai.

The elegant demeanor made countless women who came just to see the Nine Emperor Uncles fall for a look, and they didn't dare to make loud noises because of the prestige of the Nine Emperor Uncles, but the love bubbles in their eyes were so explicit that people could see it at a glance.

Finally, after most of the day, only the last three of the hundred or so masters remained.

Coincidentally, Mu Qingmiao just won the lottery to compete with the last three, I don't know if it is providence.