Chapter 184: Soldiers Don't Get Tired of Deceit
The head of the East stood on the high platform of Tianshu Shengshan Square, and there was a small black wooden box with holes beside him.
Dongfang Zhangmen took out a stack of notes from his wide sleeves, smiled slightly, looked at the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals under the high platform, and said, "I have twenty-one notes in my hand, and there are numbers from zero to twenty-one on them, next, I will put these twenty-one notes in this wooden box, wait a while, everyone will draw one at a time, remember everyone, only one is allowed!"
As soon as the words fell, the head of Dongfang bowed down and put all the notes in his hand into the small black wooden box with holes beside him.
After the head of Dongfang put the note, he got up, with a kind smile, and said to the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals under the high platform, "Now, you all line up and draw the note!"
When the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals heard this, they all lined up on the high platform, and then in turn, in the small black wooden box with holes, they drew notes.
With a smile, the head of the East said to the newcomer disciples who drew the note and participated in the semi-finals, "Disciples who got the note, please go back to the stage and stand up!"
Those who got the note, the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals heard the words, and they all got off the high platform in turn, and soon, all the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals got the note and had their own numbers.
The head of Dongfang looked at the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals in the audience, and asked with a smile, "Now that everyone has it, do you have your own number?"
Under the high platform, all the newcomer disciples who participated in the semi-finals heard the words and replied in unison, "There is!"
Hearing this, the head of Dongfang nodded slightly, looked at the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals under the high platform, and said with a smile, "Now you look at the note in your hand, the disciples who have drawn numbers one to twenty, according to the principle of odd and even number pairing, for example, one with two, three with four, and so on, to participate in this sword meeting." ”
Under the high platform, all the newcomers who participated in the semi-finals were in an uproar when they heard the words.
Dongfang Master paused, cleared his throat, and said to the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals under the high platform, "Don't make any noise, be quiet!
Under the high platform, all the newcomer disciples who participated in the semi-finals heard the words, and immediately became silent.
"The disciple who drew the number zero is the lucky winner of this sword meeting! You don't need to participate in the competition!" With a kind smile, the head of Dongfang looked down at the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals under the high platform, and said unhurriedly.
Under the high platform, all the newcomer disciples who participated in the semi-finals heard the words, and they all talked about it, and they all wanted to know, "Who is it, Xin Yun'er who won the number zero!"
The head of Dongfang coughed dryly twice, and said to the rookie disciples who participated in the semi-finals under the high platform, "Everyone give it to me, be quiet!"
Under the high platform, all the participants in the semi-finals, the rookie disciples became silent again when they heard the words.
The head of Dongfang restrained his smile and announced in a deep voice, "I now solemnly announce that the Tianxuan Sword Sect's annual Seven Peaks Sword Meeting has officially begun!
At this time, an old man who looked like an elder stepped on the high platform quickly, and immediately after, two new disciples flew in.
Seeing this, Li Bufan secretly thought to himself, "These two rookie disciples are probably the rookie disciples who got the number one and the number two!"
Thinking about it, Li Bufan unfolded the note in his hand and took a look, only to see the number six, which suddenly appeared in front of Li Bufan's eyes.
When Li Bufan saw it, he was shocked, and secretly thought to himself, "In other words, the third competition is me!"
Li Bufan took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and then quietly watched the competition.
In the first two competitions, the fights were not very intense, and the power of the magic weapon was also very average.
Finally, it was Li Bufan's turn to play, and Li Bufan heard that the head of Dongfang, who was standing in the corner of the high platform, shouted in a long voice, "The next pair of players, No. 5 and No. 6!"
When Li Bufan heard this, he flew on the high platform, and at the same time, the opponent also flew on the high platform.
The opponent is a tall and thin young man with thick eyebrows, who looks more mature than Li Bufan, although Li Bufan has seen it before, but he doesn't know it.
The young man with a square forehead and thick eyebrows bowed to Li Bufan and said, "I want to understand the mastery of my junior brother!"
When Li Bufan heard this, he returned the salute, smiled slightly, and said, "Under Li Bufan, there is no trick, maybe Brother Sikong will laugh, then please!"
Hearing this, Sikong Zhan sacrificed a long and bright fairy sword, and then hung the long and bright fairy sword on his chest.
"My 'Hanguang Immortal Sword' is very powerful, Senior Brother Li, you have to be careful!" Sikong Zhan smiled slightly, looking at Li Bufan and said.
Seeing this, Li Bufan secretly thought to himself in his heart, "This 'Hanguang Immortal Sword' looks like it is indeed full of immortal energy, and its power may be, as Sikong Zhan said, it is relatively huge, if you fight with him, even if you win, but you will inevitably be injured!"
Thinking about it, Li Bufan had a plan.
Li Bufan smiled and said, "What is your fairy sword! Let me show you, my 'Shimmering Light Swimming Dragon Sword'!"
As he spoke, Li Bufan sacrificed his "Shimmering Light Swimming Dragon Sword" from the Spirit Palace and hung it on his chest.
Li Bufan looked at Sikong Zhandao with a smile, "Senior Brother Sikong, the power of my fairy sword is also very huge, if we both use the fairy sword, the so-called two tigers will fight, there will be an injury, and it will not be good for anyone to be injured!"
Hearing this, Sikong Zhan nodded, frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly, "What does Senior Brother Li mean?"
Li Bufan smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly, "I mean, compared to the fairy sword, it is better than our strength!
When Sikong Zhan heard this, he secretly thought to himself, "This Li Bufan, who is not as tall as me, actually wants to slap me, it is simply beyond his strength, wait for me to knock him down with one palm, let him look out, and admit defeat by himself!"
Thinking about it, Sikong Zhan nodded, looked at Li Bufan, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Li, this suggestion of yours is very good!
After finishing speaking, Li Bufan and Sikong Zhan each received the fairy sword, exchanged their eyes, and then hedged over, and with a snap of their palms, they joined together.
The audience was confused, and they didn't know what the two people on the stage were doing.
Sikong Zhan's strength was greater than Li Bufan's, and Li Bufan began to struggle very hard.
However, Li Bufan secretly urged, the magic technique of spiritual induction, the spiritual power in Sikong Zhan's body, flowed in a steady stream, and in Li Bufan's body, soon, Sikong Zhan's advantage disappeared.
Sikong Zhan felt that his arm was weak, but he didn't know that Li Bufan used the spirit attraction technique to suck away the spiritual power from his body.
Sikong Zhan thought to himself in his heart, "Li Bufan, this kid, looks smaller than me, but his strength is quite great!" )