At the end of the song, Meng Zhuyin slowly got up holding the qin, as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with him, facing the stormy applause from the audience, Meng Zhuyin just bowed a few times to the surroundings, and was ready to walk directly out of the ring.

"Meng Gongzi, please stay!"

As soon as Meng Zhuyin made a move, he was immediately stopped by Wan Zhongliang, who came to the stage, "Congratulations to Meng Gongzi for successfully winning the last seat in the quarterfinals, and ask Meng Gongzi to stand aside and wait for a while, preparing for the quarterfinals draw that will start immediately." ”

Meng Zhuyin nodded, then stood aside according to his words, leaving Wan Zhongliang standing in front of the ring and said to everyone excitedly: "Everyone must have been very happy to watch this wonderful duel just now, and this just happened to determine our last top eight martial arts."

In the bursts of applause, whistles, and cheers, the top eight martial artists all appeared on the stage, and the most eye-catching of them were the five people led by Ye Chen and leaning together from left to right. Before going on stage, Ye Chen asked everyone to change into clothes with the four fiery red characters of "Flying Star Academy", and did not forget to help Meng Zhuyin bring one, so that he could put it on his body directly on the stage. In this way, as long as the people in the audience looked up, they could see that there were only eight people scattered on the stage, five of which represented the Flying Star Academy, Ye Chen's original plan to make the Flying Star Academy famous could be said to have been implemented from beginning to end.

"Flying Star Academy......!"

"Flying Star Academy......!"

"Flying Star Academy......!"

Under the momentum of the disciples of the Flying Star Academy in the audience, after two sounds, only the four words of the Flying Star Academy echoed in the entire central square, even though this situation was expected, but it still made the other people on the stage feel extremely embarrassed.

In the end, it was under Ye Chen's wave of his hand that the shouts in everyone's mouths gradually stopped, and then they heard Ye Chen say: "Thank you to all the colleagues of the Eastern State Group for your love to my Flying Star Academy, as the sect master of the Flying Star Academy, Ye Chen bows to everyone here, and I hope that everyone can continue to support us in the future, and our Flying Star Academy will also show an attitude to revitalize the martial arts of the Eastern State Group and lead the Eastern State Group to develop in a better direction!"

Ye Chen's sincere words were immediately applauded by everyone in the audience, the Flying Star Academy has such a prestige now, and as the sect master, it can still have such an attitude, which naturally brings everyone closer to the Flying Star Academy. But the only exception was the reaction of the Optimus Sect. What Ye Chen said just now was completely what he could say by putting the Flying Star Academy in the position of the Optimus Sect, what kind of revitalization, what kind of leadership, such words made the people of the Flying Star Sect feel the naked purpose of the Flying Star Academy.

With an embarrassed but polite smile, Wan Zhongliang had to step forward and said, "Thank you Sect Master Ye for your generous words on behalf of the Flying Star Academy, but...... Our qualifiers are not over yet, please move to the back first, we will be ready to draw lots soon." ”

Ye Chen nodded, didn't make it difficult for Wan Zhongliang, just glanced at Bai Rixin, who was sitting in a special position in the audience, with his eyes, and then returned to the crowd without making any other moves.

After the disciples of the Qingtian Sect moved the lottery stone, Ye Chen's eight people tacitly surrounded it, and without Wan Zhongliang introducing any more rules, everyone successively divided a part of their divine soul power into it.

This was the first time Ye Chen had used this lottery stone, and after feeling that a part of the divine soul power he had divided into the lottery stone, this part of the power immediately lost his control, and seemed to be attracted by some mysterious power, and began to run around.

The difference is that despite losing control, Ye Chen can still gain the perception of the part of the divine soul power in the lottery stone, this situation makes Ye Chen a little surprised, Ye Chen is not sure if this situation is only his own special case, or if everyone is like this. After observing the expressions of everyone in a circle, Ye Chen found that the expressions of the others were either indifferent, curious, or anxious, and obviously they did not seem to be connected with the divine soul power that he had separated.

"Could it be that the power of his divine soul is too special, so this is the case?" According to the current situation, Ye Chen can only attribute the result to his own unique divine soul after thinking about it, after all, the perverted Ye Chen, who is not in the king realm but has the strength of the divine soul that rivals the title of king, only knows that he is such a one.

It didn't take long for Ye Chen to feel that his divine soul power had caught up with a stone with a yellow glow, while the other people's divine souls were still rampage through the lottery stone without a clue, and none of them found the right target. Looking at it this way, Ye Chen understood why when there were fewer people in the lottery, the longer it would take for the results to come out, it was not that the Qingtian Sect deliberately set up any suspense, but when there were fewer people, the chance of "the blind cat meeting the dead mouse" was also smaller, and it would naturally take a long time to have a result for everyone's divine soul power.

However, he can only perceive but not manipulate, in addition to knowing the result in advance, which is not a good benefit, Ye Chen can't interfere with anything, he can only silently watch and wait for the final result.

Following Ye Chen, Qiu Lang's divine soul power also grabbed a blue light stone, and then Lei Xiaotian and Tang Wuming's divine soul power also caught the target at the same time, then Yin Tian, Bai Zhixian, Meng Zhuyin, and finally Sanxiu who hit the target by mistake.

From the beginning of the lottery to the time when the soul power of the eight people all hit the target, it took half an hour, and when Ye Chen knew the result of the lottery in advance, he couldn't say whether it was good or bad for a while.

It can only be said that this is another dramatic draw result. The only cannon fodder that seemed to be the only cannon fodder among the eight people happened to be drawn by himself, Yin Tian took the lead in facing Bai Zhixian, while Meng Zhuyin once again faced the scene of fighting Tang Wuming. And what made Ye Chen feel pity and look forward to it the most was that Qiu Lang and Lei Xiaotian, the two enemies, were directly drawn together in the ring.

When the lottery stone bloomed with colorful light and the lottery results were officially announced in front of everyone's eyes, everyone on or off the stage let out a loud or small exclamation. As Ye Chen felt, the result of such a draw alone was dramatic enough, but Ye Chen was more concerned about the result of the encounter between Qiu Lang and Lei Xiaotian, while the martial artists in the audience were more curious about the situation of Meng Zhuyin's two groups.

Gossip is a kind of human instinct, and without waiting for Wan Zhongliang to announce the results, the warriors in the audience immediately began to gossip, and the most talked about topic was the inexplicable "bad fate" between Meng Zhuyin and Tang Wuming.

According to the order of the color of the lottery stones, the first match of the quarterfinals was Meng Zhuyin and Tang Wuming, and when Wan Zhongliang finished saying what he should say, the others retreated with amusement, leaving the ring to the two.

"When I went back yesterday, I was still wondering when I would be able to enjoy your music again, but I didn't expect to have another chance so soon, it seems that my luck is really good. Although there was no one else in the ring, Tang Wuming was not in a hurry to make a move, holding his red copper knife with both hands, and looked at Meng Zhuyin with a smile and said.