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In the afternoon, it was the Draw Challenge.

After the melee audition in the morning, except for the fifth one, only Luojiahe was left, and the rest of the auditions added up to more than 50 people.

The audition is the foundation, and the draw is the time for all parties to show their talents.

Several envoys from the four countries, who had not arrived in the morning, also landed safely in their seats.

In the location of the temple, two unfamiliar faces appeared.

The man is cold, the woman is gentle. These two people were very young, but they sat next to Cardinal Lin Chuan.

"That's the Son and the Holy Daughter of the Temple."

Seeing that Wen Fengxu's face was a little strange, Jing Zhihuai thought that she didn't know her, so he explained it to her.

Wen Fengxu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

The Son and Daughter of the Temple of Light, although they have no actual rights, their status is only under the Pope, equal to the cardinal who holds real power.

The people who can be in this position are either talented or have special skills, but they are definitely famous.

It's not that Wen Fengxu doesn't know these two, but he didn't expect that just one martial arts competition would attract so many characters.

This martial arts tournament is really not that simple.

Again, it's a good opportunity.

"The rules of the challenge are as follows: fifty-six contestants will go through three rounds of challenges, and the final seven winners will become the personal disciples of all the bishops and obtain the gradual resources of the temple!"

The identity of the students of the Bright Academy has already been admired by everyone in the mainland, and being able to enter the Temple of Light because of this, the Apocalypse Continent can be unimpeded.

Of course, everyone was eager to try it.

Before the start of the challenge, Yan Know-it-all Ming finally returned, squeezing Xin Huaiyu again, and then his eyebrows fluttered to tell the newly obtained news.

"Wen Fengxu, you are very dangerous, Shang Xueyi's ticket was even a big cut short of you before, but after a morning, she actually caught up with her!"

Wen Fengxu twisted his eyebrows and twisted his eyebrows for half a cup of tea before he reacted to what he said, and helplessly supported his forehead, "Sister, can you say something useful?" ”

Hearing her name, Jing Zhihuai rarely turned his head to look at her.

"Okay sister." Yan Ming didn't care, and continued to talk about himself, spitting everywhere, "But you have to fight for a little bit, do you know why Shang Xueyi was able to catch up with you, because you were too brutal in the morning, hey, if you are a little warm, don't you ......?"

"Don't want to, do you want to learn from her to scratch her head and make a gesture? Cut. Before he finished speaking, he was vetoed by Xin Huaiyu.

Yan Ming was stunned.

Just thought about it, Wen Fengxu called him "Yan Gongzi" with a gentle face...... Hiss, goosebumps are up!

"Well, forget it!" Yan Ming was full of excitement, and gave up, "Those people's tastes are like that, in this case, Wen Fengxu, you can just beat you to death in the afternoon!" ”

Although, he still wants Wen Fengxu to win.

"That's it, I don't know it's like this." Xin Huaiyu looked arrogant, and hit it off with Yan Ming, and they smelled the same.

“……”

What misunderstanding did these two have about her, is she so violent?

Wen Fengxu shook his head when he heard this, "I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, I'm a little waste egg, who can I beat?" ”

"Huh."

"Cut."

"Hmph."

Hearing a soft snort, Wen Fengxu turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Jing Zhihuai retracting his gaze as if nothing had happened, but he didn't look at her.

Tsk, I'm bad at learning.

"By the way, there is another thing, did you see the sanctimonious Holy Son sitting on it, I heard that he came to choose people this time." Yan Ming realized it later, and suddenly remembered another thing.

"Who to choose?" Xin Huaiyu asked.

"Bright Tower, choose people to go to the trial."

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