As the game approached, everyone was either anxious or expectant waiting for the result of the draw.

Only Jiang Yuling and the other Yunsong Academy disciples were too calm, and some were even so bored that they yawned.

Xia Xuxu looked bored from afar, and was even in the mood to laugh with the people next to him, his heart was full of jealousy, but he had nowhere to vent.

"Lifelike, what are you looking at?"

An Yang followed Xia Xu's line of sight and just happened to see everyone in Yunsong Academy.

"Such an important game, these people are so lazy, they don't take us seriously at all."

"Anyang, you can't say this, Yunsong Academy is one of the four major academies after all, we have no power or power, if we offend them...... And these people are of noble birth, I think they are used to this, so they ......"

These words sounded like persuasion, but they were openly and secretly belittling Yunsong Academy, and although Xia Xuxu's voice was small, it was enough for the people around him to hear it clearly.

An Yang glared at him and said angrily: "Understand them vividly, people may not accept your affection, you and Jiang Yuling are still old acquaintances, we have been in Xianyun Valley for so long, she has come to you." ”

Xia Xuxu lowered his head, his lips moved, and he whispered: "Anyang, don't talk nonsense, Yuzu should just not know that I am also here, so I didn't ......"

Hearing this, An Yang snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Only you will believe this kind of lame excuse, you treat her as a friend, people may not regard you as a friend, not to mention anything else, who doesn't know the wealth of Yunshen Academy, she just needs to say that it is not easy to arrange a better place to live for us." ”

On the other side, Jiang Yuling sat in his place boredly, "Our Yunsong Academy can skip the preliminary round directly, why do you want to join in the fun." ”

Lu Xingzhi explained: "In previous years, even if you don't participate in the competition, you can understand the strength of the opponent, and the preliminary round only needs one morning to finish, which is very fast." ”

"Okay." Jiang Yuling nodded helplessly, and then continued to doze off boringly.

In the afternoon, four people wearing the uniforms of the disciples of Xianyun Valley each came to each of the participating disciples with a stick holder filled with bamboo sticks.

There were thousands of people from the academies who came to participate in this competition, but only more than 100 people passed the preliminary round, and with the disciples of the four major academies, there were just 200 people.

After everyone had drawn lots, the Valley Master of Xianyun Valley stood up and explained with a smile: "The bamboo sticks in this bamboo stick holder are divided into red and white sticks, corresponding to numbers from one to one hundred, and the two people who draw the corresponding numbers are the opponents of the next game. ”

Jiang Yuling looked at the bamboo skewer in his hand, the top was dyed red, and the number six was written on it.

Although he doesn't know who his opponent is for the time being, Jiang Yuling is very satisfied with his number.

If the number is higher, it means that the game can be ended as soon as possible.

The two disciples of Xianyun Valley sat on the side, holding pens in their hands, responsible for recording the numbers drawn by each person, as well as their corresponding names.

At this time, Ye Sisi suddenly came over, looked at the number plate with the number six written in Jiang Yuling's hand, and said in a rather sad tone, "You're so lucky that you have drawn such a high number." ”

"How many numbers did you draw?" Jiang Yuling leaned over and asked.

I saw that the top of the bamboo skewer in Ye Sisi's hand was dyed white, and the number two hundred was clearly written on it.

Compared with the players who competed in front, the further back they went, the greater the pressure on them, and it was no wonder that Ye Sisi had a bitter face.

Zheng Linlin also came over, looked at the bamboo stick with two hundred written in Ye Sisi's hand and said, "You shouldn't have recorded the name yet, if you don't have flowers, you can go to someone else to change, as long as both parties are willing, others will not care." ”

Ye Sisi's eyes lit up, "Yes, why didn't I think of it." I'll go now. ”

At this time, An Yang came over again, and asked directly without saying a word: "What number are you?" ”

"What's your business!" Ye Sisi glared at An Yang.

An Yang glared back viciously, and said in an aggressive tone: "I asked her and didn't ask you." ”

Then he looked at Jiang Yuling and asked again, "What's your number, don't let me repeat it a third time." ”

"Whatever." The same words, spoken from different mouths, mean completely different things.

Just now Anyang sarcastically said Ye Sisi for being nosy, but now that the main owner said it himself, the whole person was stunned in place, and then sneered, "Are you afraid, afraid of losing in my hands." ”

"Whatever you say, the method of agitation is useless to me."

Looking at Jiang Yuling's indifferent appearance, Anyang felt like he had punched cotton, and the soft and soft ones couldn't use their strength at all.

After seeing this scene, the other colleges couldn't help but be silent, the college competition has always been a lottery system, although it is tacitly agreed to exchange bamboo sticks in their hands in private, but it is the first time to ask other people's numbers openly like now.

In the end, Jiang Yuning looked at Anyang as if he would not give up if he did not achieve his goal, and in order to avoid continuing to be entangled, he shook the number plate in his hand, "Do you see it clearly now?" But say it in advance, you can't cry if you lose. ”

With that, he walked through the crowd to the place of rank, and then saw that in the record book, another person who drew the No. 6 bamboo stick had already completed the registration.

It seems that Anyang is destined not to get her wish this time, but what does this have to do with her.

Bush Shiren!

Every word of the name is a good meaning when taken apart, but when combined together, coupled with this action, Jiang Yuling has to wonder if this Bu Shiren has an enmity with him in his previous life.

On the other hand, although An Yang achieved her goal, she felt a little aggrieved inexplicably, but this mood did not last long, and she had to look for another person who drew the No. 6 bamboo stick, and the time was urgent.

Although it is better to let Jiang Yuling defeat her after winning a few rounds of matches to advance her strength, Anyang does not intend to do this, she wants to completely trample Jiang Yuling under her feet and can no longer get up.

Thinking that Jiang Yuling, who was a young lady of the family, would be defeated by herself and stepped on her feet, An Yang's heart inexplicably rose with pleasure.

For this competition, the valley master of Xianyun Valley specially prepared a field with a wide field of vision.

The rules of the college competition are very simple, according to the order of the draw, as long as one side admits defeat, or is beaten on the stage, the game is over, if the opponent has not admitted defeat, then continue to play.

Although the competition has always emphasized the point to the end, friendship first, competition second, but in previous years, there are not a few people who have been seriously injured and even lost their lives.