Chapter 130: Triple Strike (Medium)
There are always some people who don't remember to eat, and when Hun Tian Niangniang announced the results of the second round, there was silence in the arena for a moment, and some people got up to express their disapproval.
In exchange, it was nothing more than a few headless corpses poured on the stage.
Lu Ran looked at the number plate that was still lit up in his hand, and knew that he had once again been in danger.
It should be the blessing of some "destined person".
But Lu Ran still felt a little frightened, because although it was compared to luck, this behavior of throwing away half of the people at will and eliminating half of the people was too simple and rude.
Moreover, this is not the endgame, and he has not really qualified.
For some reason, compared to the original time, Lu Ran this time is not so confident.
He looked at Xu Fu a little nervously, and found that Xu Fu also turned his head at this time and looked at himself.
Her expression was indescribable, like a child locked up in a home, looking through the door and window a group of peers playing outside wantonly.
Helpless and longing.
Lu Ran waved her hand at her, her face immediately turned cold, and she turned her face back.
On the stage, Hun Tian Niangniang appeared again, unlike the previous two times, Lu Ran found that this time there was a white moth on the top of her head, because Hun Tian had white hair, so it was not very obvious.
"Ladies and gentlemen, after the second round, the people who are still eligible to participate in the Dajiao are all one in ten thousand lucky people, but there are still three hundred and seventeen contestants still there, which is still too many, and we only need forty-eight people to enter the second round of selection in the end, so we also need a third round of screening-" Hun Tian Niangniang picked up a large handful of the red and blue fruits that were placed in the pot in front of her, and casually let them roll back into the pot from her fingertips.
She continued: "Fortune is very interesting, if you are unlucky, bad luck will keep looking for you until you completely surrender, generally we immortals call it 'the triple strike of fortune', not to mention that you are the first to start, even if we are true immortals, we are powerless to resist, so this third round is the last round, that is, the third blow of fate, only the person who survives the three blows is the real son of luck, and it can be regarded as passing the 'luck' level." ”
Lu Ran agreed with these words very much, if it weren't for this strange "fate" along the way, he would never believe in the nonsense of "destined people".
"Lucky guys, please take out your number plate."
Hun Tian Niangniang's words paused slightly, and the remaining three hundred players in the field took out their respective number plates.
"There are two sides to the number plate, one is the number, which represents you, and the other is fate, which will determine your stay or not."
Lu Ran turned the number plate over, only to see that on the back of the number plate, two intertwined rivers were drawn, corresponding to the first round of screening.
"The third round of screening, the same is very simple, but to have luck, you have thrown the copper coin, the copper coin thrown, and then bet on the positive and negative, our round is the 'throwing copper coin', your number plate gently thrown, after the settlement, if it is the number on the side, it is safe, if it is the river side, then immediately eliminated. The process will continue for several rounds until 48 candidates are selected for the re-examination. ”
Whether or not you can advance in the third round is actually a matter of throwing copper coins to determine life and death, and it is really simple and rude.
Someone in the crowd raised their hands and asked, "What if after the first round, most of the people are eliminated, and the remaining people are less than forty-eight?" ”
He asked that question quite well, and it was a possible scenario, and if so, would there be a need for a fill-in? Or will it just go to the second game with a shortfall?
"If there are less than forty-eight people left in the first round, it means that this Tianjun is too unlucky, so all of them will be eliminated together, and this Dajiao will be over, and I will go to kneel in front of the sect venerable to plead guilty." Hun Tian Niangniang's words are simple and direct, so that these speculators can't speak.
Lu Ran also realized that from beginning to end, Hun Tian Niangniang was the dealer who never left the table.
"If there is no doubt, start the first round now, based on my gestures, the time limit is sixty breaths, oh yes, you must remember, you respect him, and I don't like cheaters very much."
Before the words fell, Hun Tian Niangniang waved her hand, and the first round of "throwing copper coins" officially began.
A person with self-confidence has already thrown out the number plate in his hand at the first moment when the big hand fell.
A few scattered shouts of celebration or remorse followed.
People who don't have faith must have been forced to throw out the number plate at the last moment.
In exchange, it is a sigh or a secret ecstasy.
Lu Ran, who hesitated for a while, thought that it was a knife to stretch out his head and shrink his head, and decisively threw out the number plate.
In fact, he was very confident, but when he really wanted to spread his palms to confirm the front and back, he really felt frightened, maybe because of that one, he felt that his chest was a little hot, and the whole person was a little hot.
This round is simply a number.
"One hundred and eighty-six people in the first round were head-on, promoted, one hundred and thirty-one people, eliminated, and two players cheated."
With the sound of the announcement, the two headless corpses appeared in the area of the contestants in the audience.
"Now start the second round, the rules are the same, and the time limit is still sixty breaths."
As soon as Hun Tian Niangniang's hand fell, there were countless bright license plates fluttering in front of Lu Ran's eyes.
This time, he hesitated for a little longer, thinking about how high the probability of throwing the number twice in a row would be if he wasn't a "destined person".
Those who are destined, in the second round, naturally passed the test smoothly.
In this round, there were 186 people, and there were 135 people left, and no one cheated.
Hun Tian Niangniang raised her hand for the third time.
One hundred and thirty-five, and this time there are ninety-five left.
Lu Ran was even more hesitant this time, and the probability of throwing it to the front three times in a row, even if he had additional blessings, he still felt that it was a little too illusory.
Fortunately, it is still digital, and it has passed the test again.
The fourth time, Lu Ran almost threw the number plate with the last twenty breaths, although this time it was still a number side, but he no longer thought that he could throw the number side five times in a row.
But such an almost impossible luck, at the end of this round, there were still fifty-four people left.
In other words, there are fifty-four people, and they have thrown out the number face four times in a row, this impossible possibility makes Lu Ran feel frightened.
However, Hun Tian Niangniang raised her hand for the fifth time.
As a result, there are three left.
In the first case, there are still more than forty-eight people who throw the number face, and the next round will be continued.
The second type, fifty-four people, forty-eight people or less threw out the number face, then Hun Tian Niangniang was defeated, all the contestants were eliminated, and the Jiao was over.
In the third case, exactly forty-eight people threw out the number face, then the selection is over, and Huantian Niangniang completes the mission.
The first two, Lu Ran thinks it is possible, and it can still be explained by luck.
But this third type, there is absolutely no such coincidence, the person who throws the number face five times in a row is no longer the lucky one, it is simply possessed by the god of luck, and such a person has to be impartial, there are forty-eight.
No way.
Absolutely impossible.
Lu Ran pinched his "four-four-four" number plate in horror, his hands began to tremble slightly, he didn't even think that he could throw the number face for the fifth time.
No matter how destined you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to do this.