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"Where did you kid go, I almost missed the lottery!"

Wang Yan had just come to the ring square that Ling Xingzong had set up in advance, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and he asked with a slap in his face.

Looking at the cold-blooded iron with an unkind face, Wang Yan shrugged his shoulders, and without explaining too much, he walked straight towards the Burning Sun Sect phalanx.

At this moment, the huge square is already overcrowded.

Looking at the past, it was all black, crowded, noisy and earth-shattering.

The disciples of the Nine Sects were all waiting for each other, with solemn expressions.

The whole square covers an area of about 100 miles, and the center is a ring about 50 miles square.

The ring is round in shape and is paved with extremely hard granite stone.

The elder disciples of the Nine Sects, divided into nine directions, sat around the ring.

The seats are gradually graded, as if to imply some kind of rule.

If someone stands a hundred miles above the ring at this moment and looks down, they will find that the entire ring and the arrangement of the seats are like a huge gossip.

Gossip in the ring, the seat is the nine palaces.

"Buzz......!"

At this moment, a bell rang suddenly.

At the same time, Gongsun Yubin, who was located due south, slowly stood up and stretched out his hand to suppress it.

Suddenly, the earth-shattering noise disappeared.

The surroundings became silent, dead silent, like an endless desolate place.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Nine Sects are a grand event, and here, on behalf of the Ling Xing Sect, the old man congratulates the Sects on their good results in advance. ”

"Now that the hour has come, the lottery will begin, but before that, the old man will briefly talk about the rules of the big competition. ”

"There are a total of 270 participating disciples of the nine sects, and they are divided into three competitions, and half of them are eliminated in the first time. ”

"The remaining 135 people advanced to the play-in round, and then another 125 people were eliminated to enter the finals. ”

"The last ten people are the top ten people in the nine competitions, and they will advance to the finals together. ”

"Each person must eliminate at least three or more opponents, and then be ranked in the top three according to the number of opponents eliminated. ”

After briefly explaining the rules of the Nine Sects, Gongsun Yubin waved his robe, and a stream of light burst out from his hand.

The streamer does not have any attack power, and once it appears, it appears in front of every disciple in the ninth middle school according to a mysterious trajectory.

"Each streamer represents a sign, and those with the same number will enter the ring for competition. ”

Gongsun Yubin's voice was still echoing in his ears, Wang Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the streamer disappeared, revealing a round ball.

The object was the size of a dragon's eye, and its whole body was white, with a number painted on it with black lacquer.

When he saw this number, Wang Yan was slightly stunned and shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's number two...... That's good enough. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard Gongsun Yubin let out a long howl.

"The Nine Great Competitions have officially begun. ”

"The disciple holding the No. 1 lottery will compete in the ring!"

Under the watchful eye of everyone, a long figure slowly stood up from not far from Wang Yan and walked calmly to the ring.

This person is none other than Han Qianjue, who ranks first on the Hidden Dragon List of the Burning Sun Sect.

"It's kind of funny, I actually won the number one lot. ”

"What number are you?"

As soon as Wang Yan's words fell, a wisp of fragrant wind came to his nose.

The shadow flickered, and there was an extra beauty beside Wang Yan.

This person is none other than Xiao Mei'er.

Slightly stunned, Wang Yan spread out his palms.

"You're number two, really...... It's unexpected. ”

Looking at Xiao Mei'er with a teasing face, Wang Yan shrugged her shoulders, "What number are you?"

"Twenty-six. ”

Hooking his lips and smiling, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "You also brought a two." ”

Xiao Mei'er's red lips pursed lightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Wang Yan again and again, "I really can't figure it out, with your cultivation realm, why can you do such a crazy thing?"

"How?"

"White as snow. ”

As soon as these words came out, a look of surprise crossed Wang Yan's eyes.

Ever since he had taken Bai Ruxue as a slave, except for Wang Xian'er and the others, the rest of the Burning Sun Sect had been afraid of him.

But at this moment, in full view of everyone, Xiao Mei'er came to his side to ask, isn't she afraid of getting on fire?

"I advise you to stay away from me as soon as possible, lest you harm the fish pond. ”

"I'm not afraid. ”

"Primordial Martial Saint, you're not afraid?"

Looking at Wang Yan with a surprised face, Xiao Mei'er pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm not afraid of your cultivation as good as me, what am I afraid of?"

"Besides, you are the one who takes Bai Ruxue as a slave, not me, so why be afraid?"

Wang Yan's heart was slightly touched, he smiled faintly, and stopped talking.

At this time, I saw Han Qianjue, who had come to the center of the ring, clenched his fists slightly.

"Fellow Daoist with my name, please get into the ring quickly. ”

When the words fell, a figure swept in the distance, floating in.

The plain white dress, like a waterfall, the black hair hangs down to the waist, the clothes are fluttering, and the green silk is flying.

The facial features are exquisite, the face is clean, and the eyes are like crystal, pure and clear.

"Wind Thunder Sect, Xue Linglong. ”

"Burning Sun Sect, the cold is unique. ”

The conversation between the two was simple and indifferent, but it caused an uproar.

"Han Qianjue, is it the one that ranks first on the Burning Sun Sect's Hidden Dragon List?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, the first battle of the Wind Thunder Sect will definitely end in defeat in the north!"

"Not necessarily, as far as I know, Xue Linglong is also the number one figure in the inner gate of the Wind Thunder Sect. ”

"Having said that, it's a pity that she met a cold thousand ......"

Xue Linglong's pupils constricted slightly, and her pretty face became solemn.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Han, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to win. ”

Han Qianjue shook his head indifferently, "Senior Sister Xue, please make a move." ”

With a bitter smile, Xue Linglong nodded, "Senior Brother Han, I only have one move, and it is also my strongest move." ”

"If you can take it, I'll throw in the towel. ”

Han Qianjue's long and narrow eyes flashed with surprise, and then nodded coldly.

"Good. ”

When the words fell, I saw Xue Linglong's palms raised, her star power suddenly appeared, and her breath changed greatly.

It's like going from a little girl next door, to an immortal master in an instant.

The plain white dress is windless and automatic at this moment, and the clothes are fluttering.

The raised palms burst into a dazzling light under the infusion of star power.

It is as if holding a round of scorching sun in each palm, which is bound to melt all things.

"Wind and thunder palms!"

With a coquettish sound, Xue Linglong's palms slapped out in unison.

Two pillars of star power light shot out from her palm in an instant, piercing the void, and in less than a blink of an eye, she came to Han Qianjue!

In the void that we passed along the way, ripples like water waves appeared, overlapping and emerging, rippling endlessly.

"Wind Thunder Sect's Zhen Sect's Peerless Wind Thunder Palm?"

"Yes, it seems that this blow should be Xue Linglong's strongest attack. ”

"It's a pity, such a delicate beauty, the first battle ended in failure......"

The pillar of star power and light came to the body, and the powerful power blew Han Qianjue's black hair into a flurry of dances.

But with his tall and straight figure dressed in white, he revealed a different kind of charm.

In the next moment, I saw two pillars of star power light about ten zhang thick suddenly turning blue and purple.

Suddenly the wind was fierce, the ghosts cried wolves, and the thunder roared, which was deafening.

"Condensation!"

Xue Linglong spit out a word, and under the gaze of thousands of eyes, her fair and slender hands suddenly closed together!

(End of chapter)