Following.

Eleven gathered all the disciples in the practice ground, looked at the crowd in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The various branches took away a lot of disciples, but I didn't expect that there were so many people left.

When everyone arrived, Eleven beckoned, and Shiraki and Hanyue carried up a water tank filled with white notes.

"Everyone lined up to draw lots, and the red ones stayed and the white ones left." Hanyue shouted to everyone, "Begin! ”

Hearing this, all the disciples glanced at each other, their faces dazed and stunned.

Any family is based on the degree of martial arts ability of the disciples, and when they come to eliminate, how can anyone be so hasty and choose the disciples by drawing lots.

"On behalf of the owner." One of the disciples strode forward and clasped his hands into fists, "We have followed the Yun family for so many years, we have feelings, wouldn't it be too child's play to do this." ”

"You also know that I am the acting owner, my words are an order, if you are not willing to draw lots, you can leave by yourself, I will never keep it." Eleven sat lazily on the wooden chair and looked at all the disciples condescendingly, "Begin." ”

Seeing that Eleven was bent on going his own way, everyone looked at Yun Haitian, hoping that he could help say a word, but Yun Haitian didn't make any movement and stood quietly behind Eleven.

Yun Haitian was not without doubts and doubts, and he didn't raise questions, because he believed that his cousin would not mess around, and what had happened in the past few days seemed crazy, but in fact it was well organized.

For example, the mansion on Qingcheng East Street, because he was not worried, he sent his disciples to follow the Zhang family and monitor their every move.

Just now, the disciple hurriedly ran back and told him that the two fathers and sons of the Zhang family had hired a carriage early in the morning and left Qingcheng as if they were fleeing for their lives.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Yun Haitian believed that this matter must be related to his cousin, otherwise she would not have agreed so easily.

Since his grandfather has made a decision to hand over the Yun family to his cousin, he naturally has to trust it completely, even if he has doubts, he will not ask in front of outsiders, which is also to give his cousin prestige.

When the disciples saw Yun Haitian standing on Eleven's side, they suddenly lost their minds, so they had to pull out the white paper from the water tank one after another.

It soon became clear that something was wrapped in white paper, and everyone tore it open, revealing the lottery inside.

"I won the lottery!"

Many disciples looked at the red in their hands and excitedly said loudly.

There are also many people who dare not tear it, afraid of their own results, and seeing that many people around them get red, they gradually have confidence and tear the white paper.

In less than a minute, everyone got the results.

"My qualifications are higher than him, and my martial arts value is stronger than him, why can't I stay!" The disciple who got the white one shouted loudly, "This kind of lottery is not fair to us at all!" ”

The disciples who got the red stood aside, they were reluctant to participate in such a thing, after all, they already had the qualifications to stay.

Soon, the disciples who got the white color gathered together, about thirty people, and asked for the Dharma in the direction of Eleven.

"You think that's unfair?" Eleven didn't laugh angrily, looked at the disciple in front of him and said, "How about I give you a chance?" ”

When the disciple who got the white color heard this, he naturally quieted down and waited for the follow-up.

"You three, get out of line." Eleven casually pointed to the disciple who had drawn the red lot, "Exchange the white sticks with three of them." ”