Chapter Seventy-Three: The Lottery Turmoil

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on Xiao Ran's face, a breath of foundation building peak suddenly exploded. But in an instant, he was taken back by Xiao Ran again.

Today will be the day to compete for the championship of this academy exchange competition, and everyone is full of excitement to flock to the martial arts arena in the center of the Four Elements Academy.

On the high platform on the east side of the martial arts arena, there were several old men in gorgeous costumes, as well as a few unfamiliar faces who were not low at first glance.

At this time, the vice president of the Four Elements Academy, Yaoyang Zhenren, appeared in the sky above the ring again. Except for a few polite words on the first day, this guy never showed up again. It seems that today's game, the Four Elements Academy also attaches great importance to it.

"Today is the moment to compete for the championship of our college exchange competition. Our academy is fortunate to have invited several well-known powerhouses in the immortal cultivation world to watch the competition, and it is also for the fairness and justice of this competition! Moreover, the next competition will be presided over by me personally. As a referee, I will act impartially and will never take sides!"

As soon as Yaoyang Zhenren's words were finished, there was a burst of applause from the audience.

Xiao Ran pursed his lips disdainfully, "This guy, the face project has done quite well." ”

Yaoyang Zhenren coughed lightly, and the audience instantly fell silent.

"This time, those who came to watch our academy exchange match were, the Fu Seal family, the patriarch of the Baili family, the demon clan Mocheng city lord, and the owner of the Ten Thousand Medicine Workshop, as well as the digital god stage Daoists of the God Realm and the Underworld. ”

"Ten Thousand Medicine Workshop?" Xiao Ran's heart moved, and he looked up. I just saw Xi Miaoyin's slender figure appear on the empty seat of the high platform. There are also hundreds of miles around, as well as a group of monks in the Transformation Stage who I don't know.

Inviting so many big people at once, the Four Elements Academy is also face-saving enough. Some of the students who practiced qi and built a foundation in the field had the first chance to see the legendary cultivators of the Transformation Period, and all of them blushed and shouted excitedly.

As everyone who is about to compete on stage, they are also excited. Thinking about it, if any of the seniors can take a fancy to their talents, maybe they will be able to worship the disciples and soar to the sky!

Of course, Xiao Ran didn't care about this. However, fighting in front of familiar people is still a little embarrassing and embarrassing.

The seven students, including Xiao Ran, started the lottery ceremony again. This time, they all took a look at the sticker and found that there was no small print on it. They all looked at the teacher in charge of the lottery suspiciously. The meaning is obvious, if you don't make it clear this time, no one will start smoking.

The teacher touched his nose a little embarrassedly, coughed lightly twice, and said, "Don't look at it! This time I told you in advance, and this time, the bye is No. 7." And this is the last draw, good luck to you!"

By the time he finished speaking, no one was willing to be the first to step forward.

When Xiao Ran saw this scene, he suddenly felt a little funny. One step out, before he reached the holder, several figures immediately rushed in front of him. seems to be afraid that Xiao Ran will draw a bye again.

"Poof!" Yueliu Ying, who was standing in front of Xiao Ran, laughed, "Uncle Shi! Look at them." That's how afraid you'll get a bye!"

Xiao Ran was also a little made to cry and laugh by the scene in front of him.

waited until the four people in front of him finished drawing, and then he slowly walked to the lottery holder with Yueliu Sakura. Before I smoked it, I heard a sigh next to me.

"Hey, One. ”

"Five!"

"Why is it number three、、、"

“、、、”

Those who finished drawing lots looked at each other, and they didn't get a bye. suddenly turned their eyes to Xiao Ran, who was drawing lots. A pair of eyes are like wolves, eager to swallow Xiao Ran in one gulp.