Zhi Yao was overjoyed when she heard this, if the opponent she drew was not too strong, then she only needed to play one game to enter the top ten.

"This rule doesn't seem to be very fair, if two people are good, one of them can't get in, and the others are weaker but can get into the top ten. Luo Zhaoxue wrinkled her nose, a little puzzled, the outer door Dabi still has to fight each other in turn, is it a bit hasty now?

Zhi Yao smiled slightly and explained: "Going to the Dragon Vein is not only to represent the Northern Regions, but also to compete for luck for the Northern Regions. Luck is also a kind of strength, if he is really unlucky and can't enter the finals, then even if he goes, there is not much chance of competing for luck. ”

Sometimes in the cultivation realm, luck is really too important.

And this battle of dragon veins can compete for luck for the Northern Regions, so the four major sects attach so much importance to it, and at the same time, they pay some attention to the luck of their disciples.

Because disciples with strong luck have a better chance of competing for luck.

"So that's the case!" Luo Zhaoxue stuck out her tongue, because she didn't participate in the competition, so she didn't know too much about the dragon vein.

"Night Zhiyao vs. Zhang Xiqing!" "This draw was made by Fu Zongyi himself, and the first one drawn was Zhiyao.

"Why is Zhang Xiqing?" Luo Zhaoxue was anxious when she heard this, it was the head of the "Ten Swords" of the inner gate.

Zhi Yao also frowned when she heard this, originally thinking that she could easily enter the top ten, but she didn't expect this luck to be as usual.

"Uncle Shi!" Zhang Xiqing stepped forward and saluted respectfully towards Zhi Yao.

"Senior nephew!" Zhi Yao smiled, this Xiqing is a talent, full of righteousness, which makes people feel refreshed when they see it.

"Later, the senior nephew will show his real level to fight, and at the same time, I hope that the senior uncle can do the same. "Zhang Xiqing had observed the battle of his junior uncle before, and it was obvious that his strength was hidden deeply.

He's going to give it his all and hopefully the other side will do the same so that he can improve in the fight.

Zhi Yao smiled gently, she likes this kind of straightforward person.

"Okay! I won't disappoint my nephew!"

On the other side, Fu Zongyi's draw of lots also ended, and several people went to their respective rings.

Standing on the stage, Zhi Yao looked at Zhang Xiqing with a serious expression, she had known him before, a single golden spirit root, and comprehended the sword intent at the age of twenty.

Since then, he has occupied the first position of the "Ten Swords" and has never been squeezed down.

He himself is also the fourth true disciple of the sect master Luo Hong, and I heard that he is also the sect master's favorite disciple.

"Offended!" Zhang Xiqing said offended, then held the spirit sword in his hand and slashed over with a sword.

It turned out to be the metallic sword intent of the Great Perfection! Zhi Yao felt the strong sword intent, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly struck the sky to meet it.

It's a pity that the previously invincible thunder attribute sword intent failed to resist the metallic sword intent this time, and was completely overwhelmed by the other party.

At the same time, the remaining sword intent slashed towards Zhi Yao.

Zhi Yao immediately teleported out of place, but she was still hit by the sword intent and spit out a large mouthful of blood directly.

It is really a metallic sword intent on the entire stage, and Zhi Yao has no way to avoid it.

"Zhi Yao is actually injured!" Luo Zhaoxue was so anxious that she grabbed Yan Feng's hand and stared at Zhi Yao nervously, for the first time in so long a year, Zhi Yao was injured.

Yan Feng felt the temperature coming from his arm, lowered his head and glanced at Luo Zhaoxue holding his hand, and the roots of his ears suddenly turned red.

"Well, that's right!" Yan Feng replied a little absentmindedly at this time, and his eyes were always glancing at his arm.

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