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"There is never absolute fairness in the world. If you feel that the Genius Tournament is unfair to you, you can choose to quit immediately, and no one will stop you. Elder Meng He's simple words made all the cultivators give up the little thought in their hearts.

Fairness is always relative, just as there are never two people who are exactly the same. The circumstances of two people, etc., cannot be exactly the same.

The nun didn't ask any more questions, but there was no loneliness on her expression, not only that, but on the contrary, there was a touch of excitement, as if she was very confident in herself.

A hundred breaths passed quickly.

"It's time, you guys, make your own decisions. Elder Meng He waved his hand.

Several core disciples of Wanchu Academy Chapter 217 Lucky and Unlucky [Second Watch] quietly approached everyone, holding thick pieces of leather paper in their hands.

"Those who choose to continue to participate in the Wanchu Academy Talent Tournament need to sign their names on this life and death certificate. Cultivators who refuse to sign will be deemed to have given up the Genius Competition. Elder Meng He continued.

Qu Yuan also suddenly understood that the leather paper things taken out by these core disciples of Wanchu Academy were life and death.

In fact, with the status of the Wanchu Academy, even if the cultivators did not sign this life and death certificate, as long as they did agree to continue to participate in the Genius Competition, then they were killed in the confrontation competition, and no one dared to trouble the Wanchu Academy. However, Wanchu Academy still prepared a life and death certificate to avoid falling into the mouth.

Some cultivators had faces full of hesitation.

Some cultivators signed their names without hesitation.

There were also some cultivators, looking at the stands.

"Hurry up. Elder Meng He looked at the dean on the rooftop, frowned and urged.

The life and death situation soon came to Qu Yuan, who smiled and signed his name.

On the way to cultivation, you would already have to experience all kinds of dangers, and in some ways, the new rules of Wanchu Academy were not excessive. This is just a convenient way to select the best cultivators in Chapter 1 and 217 Lucky and Unlucky [Second Update].

Some cultivators have very good strength and talent on the surface, but in real battles, they may not even be able to fight cultivators who are not as strong as themselves.

Under the urging of Elder Meng He, the speed of signing the life and death certificate was indeed much faster.

The vast majority of cultivators have signed their names on the life and death certificates. Of course, there were also some cultivators who finally gave up in the struggle, they didn't dare to gamble with their lives, and they left the square gloomily.

"Very good, there are nine hundred and fifty-one cultivators who choose to continue to participate in the Genius Competition. Meng He's eyes swept away, and he knew how many cultivators were left in the square.

In the knockout round, more than half of the cultivators were eliminated.

The life and death situation just now also made dozens of cultivators flinch.

So there are less than a thousand people still in the square. Among these 1,000 people, there were as many as 200 cultivators in the Heavenly Scholar Realm. These two hundred Heavenly Scholar Realm cultivators, if nothing else, they would have no problem entering the Wanchu Academy.

"Elder Meng He, you will also preside over the elite competition, and I will personally preside over the promotion competition. The dean gently squirmed his lips on the rooftop, and the voice reached Meng He's ears.

Others, they can't hear the voice of Dean Li Yu.

Meng He nodded in the direction of the rooftop, and his gaze fell back on the many cultivators in the field.

On the high platform, there were also many family patriarchs, with expressions of nonchalance on their faces. In the cultivation of the square, there are children of their family, and even the heirs of others, who are in the crowd. At this time, Sun Di, the patriarch of the Sun family, his eyes were a little gloomy, he just made an opinion to Dean Li Yu, but Li Yu just said lightly, "The genius competition held by Wanchu Academy, as for the rules, it is naturally Wanchu Academy that has the final say." ”

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"Fellow cultivators, the Elite Tournament is still presided over by me. ”

"The rules of the Elite Tournament are simple, each of you, will draw a numbered plate. The number on the number plate corresponds to your number, for example, if the cultivator draws the number one number plate, then you are the number one. The opponent of the No. 1 cultivator is the cultivator who drew the No. 2 number plate. The opponent of the third is the fourth, the opponent of the fifth is the sixth, and so on. When Elder Meng He spoke, a core disciple of Wanchu Academy had already handed over a space bag to Elder Meng He.

"Elder, isn't there something wrong with this?" Sun Yue shouted in the crowd.

"What's wrong?" Meng asked.

"In the past elite competitions, cultivators selected their opponents by themselves, why did they draw number plates this time?" Sun Yue couldn't help but say.

"As I said, the rules of the Genius Tournament have changed. What I say next, you just do it, you don't need to ask. Elder Meng He waved his hand and motioned for Sun Yue to shut up.

In the previous genius competition, those Heavenly Scholar Realm cultivators, all of them chose soft persimmons to pinch, and with their strength, they naturally had no trouble facing the Gathering Spirit Realm. Therefore, in the previous Genius Competition, almost all the Heavenly Scholar Realm cultivators joined Wanchu Academy. As for the cultivators of the Gathering Spirit Realm, there are relatively few who have joined the Wanchu Academy.

In this year's Genius Competition, the opponent is decided according to the number plate, that is to say, the cultivators of the Heavenly Scholar Realm may also face the cultivators of the Heavenly Scholar Realm, and the result is difficult to say.

This news was good news for the Gathering Spirit Realm cultivators.

At this time, many Gathering Spirit Realm cultivators showed joy. Among the more than 900 of them, there were about two hundred Heavenly Scholar Realm cultivators, and if these cultivators could choose their own opponents, then there were two hundred Spirit Gathering Realm cultivators who were directly unlucky in the first wave of the battle.

"Damn, I still want to find that Qu Yuan kid who is unlucky, count this kid lucky. Zhang Quyang said in a low voice, his eyes swept Qu Yuan fiercely.

"Well, it can't be helped, we all have to follow the rules of the Genius Race. Sun Yue said.

"What are you anxious about, isn't there a third stage of the qualifier down there?" the black-clothed monk shook his head.

"If he can't even pass the elite competition, won't I have no chance to kill him with my own hands? Zhang Quyang said fiercely.

"Under the previous rules, killers were not allowed in the Elite Tournament. The black-clothed nun rolled his eyelids.

"Yi Yang is right, don't be in a hurry, sooner or later you will find an opportunity to destroy that arrogant guy. Sun Yue said with a smile.

The black-clothed cultivator's name was Yi Yang.

In the surrounding space, there was a sudden surge of energy, and the ring force was full.

Immediately, pieces of black number plates flew out of Elder Meng He's hands and flew in circles in the space at high speed. The number plates flew fast and in number, and after a few breaths, a black circle formed.

All the cultivators frowned, and even though they looked intently, they couldn't see the numbers on the number plates during the high-speed flight. Even Qu Yuan can't be seen clearly.

This Elder Meng He is extremely strong, he controls the number plate to fly, and the cultivators who are cultivating in the Gathering Spirit Realm Heavenly Scholar Realm naturally can't see the numbers on the number plate.

"Now, you guys start drawing numbered plates, and each person can only draw one. If you violate the rules, you will be out of the game. Meng He said sternly.

In fact, he didn't say it, and no one dared to do anything nonsense here.

A cultivator approached the huge swirling black circle, stretched out his hand to stop a black token, and then quickly took it out and received it in his hand. Although the monks present could not clearly read the numbers on the number plate during the flight, it was easy to remove the number plate. This is also related to the deliberate control of the Meng River.

"Four hundred and one?" Yang Bing drew a number plate, and the number on it was four hundred and one.

"Mine is ninety-nine. Qiu Ming looked at his number plate.

Qu Yuan also stretched out his hand, pulled out a number plate, and looked up.

"Hehe, my number is eight. The number on the number plate in Qu Yuan's hand is very simple, only one eight.

"Damn, how did I draw the number one, damn it, what bad luck!"

Suddenly, a voice came, and a cultivator said with a sad face with a number plate in his hand.

"It's not a bad thing, the higher the number, the sooner you fight. Finish early, relax early. A cultivator beside him smiled and said to the cultivator.

The cultivator glared fiercely at the cultivator who spoke, his face still miserable.

"Who's Number Two?" he asked aloud as if he remembered something, his gaze sweeping over the face of a famous cultivator.

"Whoever is the number two, say a word. Seeing that no one answered, he shouted again.

"I am. ”

Seeing that he asked twice in a row, a tall cultivator answered.

Seeing the tall cultivator, the No. 1 cultivator's face turned pale, and his already sluggish spirit became even more depressed. And several cultivators around him all looked at him with sympathetic expressions. Because, his opponent, the tall cultivator, was also the number two, and he was obviously a powerful cultivator of the Heavenly Scholar Realm.

Qu Yuan also shook his head, that No. 1 cultivator was indeed unlucky. Immediately, he looked around again, according to the rules, his opponent should be No. 7, and he didn't know who it was.

After another moment, all the cultivators drew a number plate, and many cultivators were looking for their opponents.

"Hey, that's not right, my number plate is 951, so who is my opponent?"

At this time, a female voice came out of the crowd with doubts.

In an instant, many cultivators looked at him, this was a female cultivator from the Spirit Gathering Realm, who looked very sweet, had two dimples when she smiled, and a pair of big eyes that were extremely bright.

"You're lucky, in the first round, you don't have an opponent and go straight to the second round. Meng He glanced at the female cultivator, who was also a little surprised, and then said with a smile.

"Ah, you don't have to fight, it's okay?" The female cultivator didn't expect to be so lucky.

The other cultivators all looked at the female cultivator with some envy, thinking with hatred in their hearts, why couldn't they draw the 951 number plate?

"Well, you've already drawn your numbered tickets. The competition was divided into twenty groups at the same time. Cultivators No. 1 to No. 40 are all asked to stay in the square, and the others will leave first. Meng He squinted his eyes and said.

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