Chapter 379: Thirty-Three Matches
When Ran Hongyu reported to Ran Yi, Qian Zhixin on the side also heard what Ran Hongyu said.
At this time, she was silent, and there was no expression on her face, but a series of thoughts flashed in her heart.
"Could it be that this is the one who lives in Xianyaju? At the age of twenty, he can have the strength of the sixth or seventh layer of the Psychic Realm, and he is a leader in any sect, how can such a person be in the Seven Emotions Sect? And he is only an outer disciple. ”
Qian Zhixin didn't know that Cang Man's real age was not even nineteen, and he was already a cultivator at the second level of the Spirit Liberation Realm now, and it would not be long before he would break through to the third layer of the Spirit Liberation Realm.
Otherwise, she would probably have to change color on the spot, because the vast cultivation was too terrifying.
Ran Yi continued to learn some information about Cang Mang from Ran Hongyu, and Qian Zhixin on the side had also confirmed that the Cang Mang, which she heard now, was the one who sold quenching wine to her.
The elders of the four major families all had the same idea at this time, if there was really such a genius, it must be pulled into the family for the use of the family.
They looked in one direction at the same time, and there was a relatively high area there, where a group of inner disciples were gathering at this time.
If the news heard at this time is true, then these inner disciples, and even the disciples who are focused on cultivating by various families, will probably suffer a lot of blows.
But so far, the things about the vast expanse are just hearsay, and they still have to see it with their own eyes to know.
At this time, as a guest, Qian Zhixin actually had her own calculations, the corners of her mouth hooked a slight arc, remembering the last time she met Cangmang, and said to herself in her heart: "Heh, are you from a small family in Green Water City? I didn't expect anyone to lie to me like this." ”
He Zhu looked at the representatives of the other three families and took the lead in speaking: "If everyone has nothing to say, then let's start the assessment now." ”
All three nodded in agreement, "Let's get started." ”
When the disciples in charge of the audience saw the message from the four elders, they immediately announced: "The assessment of the inner gate of the Seven Feelings Sect has begun, and the assessment disciples have entered. ”
The group walked out from the side, Wei Quan and Gan Lie walked at the front of the line, and the crowd in front of them avoided one after another, making way for the two strong men and the team behind them.
Cang Mang followed the team, a group of thirty-three people, neatly arranged to the martial arts arena.
Cang Mo had already learned before that there were thousands of disciples from the outer sect of the Seven Feelings Sect, and only thirty-three of them were qualified to participate in the inner sect assessment this year.
The presiding disciple said to the people participating in the assessment: "Now I will begin to announce the details of this competition...... This competition is a promotion challenge, because there are 33 people, each time there will be a bye from the beginning of 32 into 16, to 16 into eight, then to eight into four, and then four into two. Because there will be byes in each round, there will be three people left in the end. All three of them need to compete in the ring at the same time, and the only winner will be able to get a treasure weapon as a reward for the sect. ”
After the rules of the competition were finished, the presiding disciple announced: "Finally, this assessment is not a criterion for whether you can enter the inner gate, but only an opportunity for everyone to learn and communicate. ”
Everything was explained clearly, and the presiding disciple reminded again: "There is only one reward for the sect, please take it seriously." Now everyone lines up and says I'm going to draw lots in front of me. ”
Immediately, a disciple brought a box, which had been completely sealed before, and the host opened the seal of the box in front of everyone.
The thirty-three participating disciples lined up, walked through the box one by one, put their hands into the box, and pulled out a long wooden bar.
When it was his turn, he randomly pulled out a wooden stick from the box.
His gaze fell on the wooden bar: "Eight." ”
Cang Mang pinched the wooden stick and continued to walk forward.
Everyone got their own signs, and everyone at this time was the same action, looking at the numbers in the hands of the people around them, wanting to see who the lucky person with the bye was.
Gan Lie flipped the wooden sign in his hand face to back, it was bare and there was no marking.
Immediately, a disciple who was familiar with Gan Lie next to him congratulated: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Gan Lie's bye, what a blessing!"
Gan Lie got the opportunity to get a bye, and some people were really happy and some were worried.
The disciple who thought that his strength was not good was happy that he could not meet Gan Lie.
And those disciples who felt that their strength was okay were a little worried about this. Gan Lie has a bye, which means that he has better physical strength in the next game, and it will be more difficult for them to meet Gan Lie again.
A treasure weapon, which is worth millions of spirit coins, can still inspire everyone's fighting spirit.
When many people envied Gan Lie, it was Gan Lie himself who felt that it didn't matter.
There will only be one winner in this competition, and for Gan Lie, who has fought with Cangmang, he knows very well in his heart that the final winner of this competition will inevitably be Cangmang, which is not suspenseful at all.
At this time, the people who have similar thoughts to Gan Lie are actually Weiquan.
These two seeded players in the eyes of everyone have already lost the motivation to fight to a large extent on the premise that they have already known the outcome in advance.
The gap between their strength and the vast amount is too big, even if they join forces, they won't have the slightest chance.
The host announced: "Now the same person who holds the No. 1 ticket is in the ring." ”
Two disciples of about thirty walked into the ring with weapons in hand, and after hugging each other's fists, they immediately fought together.
Ping Pong, the two of you are fighting so fiercely, and thousands of foreign disciples in the audience cheered again and again.
But several elders on the rostrum, as well as those inner disciples not far away, all yawned.
Those inner disciples began to discuss with each other: "Hey, these two have made an appointment, right?
"Needless to say, of course, I want to show myself more in front of a few elders and get some impression points. ”
"Cut, what's the use of this? The strength is not high, the age is old, and the cultivation talent is not very good, where would the elders pay attention to this kind of person?"
"It's just that there are a lot of bells and whistles, and after entering the inner door, it's not a minute to be taught to be a man. ”
"It's a bit early, isn't it? It's hard to say whether these people will get in the inner door. In my opinion, at least half of them will be eliminated during the survival trial, and if you are unlucky, you will die. ”
"It's okay to save your life, you can't come back next year. ”
"Although it's just a treasure, it's still a bit of a waste to these outer disciples. ”
Someone around immediately coaxed: "Isn't there a communication match between the inner disciples and these rookies in a while?