Just when Miao Xian opened her eyes and was stunned, Shen Houbai stretched out his hand and pushed her aside.

It was at this time that Miao Xian found that he had been standing in front of the eunuchs who drew lots, which means that Shen Houbai did not come to himself, but to draw lots......

At this moment, Miao Xian couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

With hot cheeks, Miao Xian didn't dare to look at Shen Houbai at a glance.

......

This time, Shen Houbai didn't draw the No. 1 lot, otherwise it would be too evil.

This time, Shen Houbai had the No. 11 lottery in his hand, which meant that he had a long rest.

Because he didn't have much feeling about the number of picks, or that Shen Houbai was not afraid of any opponent, he looked more relaxed than anyone on the scene.

"Damn, how could it be him!"

A young man in his early twenties, looking at the No. 11 lottery in his hand, his depressed expression had completely appeared on his face.

With the first two days of fighting in Death, most people have learned which people are difficult to deal with and which ones are easier to deal with.

If you have a choice...... Even if they can't beat it, most of them will choose Miao Xian, a martial artist who is no more than the first solid yang in the palace.

Opposite...... A person like Shen Houbai, there is no idea at all.

So when someone drew the eleventh lot, the rest couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time showed a gloating expression on their faces.

"You're so miserable, you drew him as an opponent!" next to the young man, a man who caught a glimpse of the young man's signature number gloated.

Hearing this, the young man glanced at the sign in the other party's hand, and then said sarcastically.

"How good do you think your opponent is, it's not the same as me!"

"Besides, how do you know I'm going to lose?"

On the high wall, Ji Lin pointed to a name on the table after reading the match table handed over by the eunuch in his hand, and then said to a man next to him who was wearing a Confucian robe and standing with a straight back.

"Nine Kings, the only little guy in your thirteenth battalion who participated this year is really unlucky, I met Shen Houbai, the grandson of Zhenguo Gong, you see...... What a chance does this little guy of yours have!"

Hearing Ji Lin's words, the man in the Confucian suit, that is, the Nine Kings in Ji Lin's mouth, responded with a slight smile.

"Qianxi is the best member of our thirteenth battalion in recent years, and his strength cannot be underestimated!"

"But Zhen Guogong's grandson is obviously also very good!"

Speaking of this, under the throne of Ji Lin, the Nine Dynasty looked at Lin Guotai, the nearest prince of Zhenguo, and then nodded for a while, and then said.

"I believe it should be a very exciting battle, as for who wins and who loses, it doesn't really matter!"

The words of the Nine Kings are obviously answered and not answered, but they are also the best answer, neither offending Lin Guotai, nor making people think that he is arrogant, it can be regarded as a drop of water.

To get back to the point, today's efficiency is very high, and the first ten games have all ended in one morning, so when the time comes to the afternoon, the first one is the battle between Shen Houbai and Qianxi.

"Thirteen battalions of the capital protection, Qianxi!"

Standing in the middle of the field, Qianxi clenched his fists and introduced himself to Shen Houbai.

"Shen Houbai!" Shen Houbai responded.

"You seem to be hurt!"

Qianxi stretched out her hand and pointed at Shen Houbai's injured shoulder last night, although Shen Houbai had already treated the wound, but the wound needed time to heal after all, so as Shen Houbai walked and shook his arm, the wound would be pulled and ooze blood, dyeing Shen Houbai's clothes red.

Yu Guang glanced at his shoulder, and then Shen Houbai said, "It's okay, it's just a small injury!"

"I heard from a companion that last night outside the imperial capital, someone killed a 'demonized' person, and that person's appearance seemed to be very similar to Brother Hou Bai's description!"

"And that 'demonized' person has been investigated by our thirteenth battalion, and he should be the master of the Martial Academy!"

"Gao Ming himself is the existence of the Lieyang Palace, and his strength is even closer to the martial artist of the Hou after the 'demonization', after the battle with him, Brother Hou Bai, you are bound to need to cultivate, and you are injured again, so it is better to ...... Throw in the towel!"

Hearing Qianxi's words, most of the people present showed surprise.

"Gao Ming...... Demonization!" Qiu Long said incredulously.

At the same time, Qiu Long's eyes came to Shen Houbai's body, and he also saw the blood oozing from Shen Houbai's shoulder, but Shen Houbai was unscathed in yesterday's battle, so how did the injury on his shoulder come from?

At this moment, with Qianxi's revelation, Qiu Long finally understood.

"This guy ...... It's a surprise!"

Qiu Long touched his nose and said speechlessly.

"What the little guy said is true?" On the palace wall, Ji Lin asked without looking back.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Jiuwang nodded and said: "It has been confirmed by the head brought back by the scout department that it is indeed the head of the martial academy, and the person who fought against Gao Ming is indeed similar to Shen Hou Bai, the grandson of Zhenguo Gong, according to the scout's description!"

"Beyond that!"

The Nine Kings reached out and pulled out the sleeve of his Confucian robe, and when he took it back, he already had an extra portrait in his hand.

"Your Majesty, please look!"

After handing the portrait to Ji Lin, the Nine Kings said again.

"This portrait was recently seized from the demon outside the imperial capital by the minister's subordinates, although it is a little rough, but it can be determined that the character of this portrait should be Shen Hou Bai, the grandson of the Duke of Zhenguo!"

"It can be confirmed that Shen Houbai, the grandson of Zhenguo Gong, has been targeted by demons!"

"What, there is such a thing!"

Lin Guotai immediately stood up with wide eyes after hearing the words of the Nine Kings.

Behind Lin Guotai, Shen Ge looked at the portrait in Ji Lin's hand, his expression was a little incomprehensible, and he couldn't tell whether he was worried or not.

Ignoring Lin Guotai's surprise, the Nine Kings continued.

"Originally, the minister wanted to wait for the end of the 'Desperate Death', but now...... The minister felt that it was necessary to take this opportunity to make a statement to His Majesty, in order to protect Shen Houbai's safety, he could consider sending him to some small cities!"

"Compared to the imperial capital, the demons in Xiaochengguan are generally not very strong, they can win time for Shen Houbai to cultivate, as long as he enters the feudal level, then he can come back!

......

Back in the field, at this moment, Shen Houbai twisted his injured shoulder, and then 'whoop', as a powerful gang qi erupted, Shen Houbai stared at Qianxi with sharp eyes.

"It's a pity...... I don't have the word towel!"

PS: Thank you Lao Tie for the support of "Yuta of Yuanyuan" and "Youxiong's family", thank you very much!

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