"Senior Brother Literature, what number did you draw?"

"Forty-four. Wang Wenxue said his number with a disgusted face, obviously very dissatisfied with his number, "Senior Brother Zhou Hao, how many numbers have you drawn?"

"One hundred and eleven. Zhou Hao wrinkled his nose, he was also dissatisfied with his hand luck.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhou Hao, this is three ones, doesn't this mean that you have a great chance of winning the first place. ”

What is the most likely to be the first is that there is a high probability that he is destined to be single in this life! People in this world do not know the meaning of this number in his previous life.

Wang Wenxue gently patted Zhou Hao's shoulder and smiled maliciously, "Senior Brother Zhou Hao, what I said just now is not complete, and the number one I said is counted backwards." ”

"It's also the first to count backwards, and I think it's pretty good. ”

Wang Wenxue was stunned, and you gladly accepted... Well, he felt like he had nothing to say.

Not long after the joke ended, the two hundred and forty inner disciples all had a wooden skewer in their hands. The draw has been drawn, and the next step is the game.

The elder had already arranged the first round of the duel last night, and when the disciples had finished drawing lots, they could let the fighting start quickly.

On the stone platform, the elder's hand was the list of numbers and numbers, and he cleared his throat.

"No. 1 Doufa Table, No. 32 vs. 225, No. 2 Doufa Table, No. 176 vs. 211, No. 3 Doufa Table, No. 8 vs. 199, No. 4 Doufa Platform, No. 58 vs. No. 112. ”

Every time the elder finished reporting a number, a disciple immediately came to the stage, and the one hundred and seventy-sixth was Luo Yunfeng's inner disciple, and Zhou Hao had not seen him make a move so far.

"Senior Brother Congwen, just make a move to make him second. ”

"That's right, Senior Brother Congwen, quickly resolve the battle!"

Shen Congwen's face was calm, and then he tapped his head lightly, and quickly got on the No. 2 Doufa platform, he was also one of Luo Yunfeng's representatives.

So far, Zhou Hao has not heard Shen Congwen say a word, it seems that he is not a person who talks a lot, and from him, Zhou Hao has not felt that kind of coldness.

Shen Congwen's first impression of Zhou Hao was that he was a very ordinary disciple, a disciple without any characteristics, this kind of person was the easiest to ignore.

But this is such a person, but he is a genius of Luo Yunfeng, it has only been three years since he entered the inner gate, and his realm has not only reached the peak of the sixth layer of qi refining, but also the level comparable to the seventh layer of qi refining.

"Senior Brother Wen, have you ever seen Senior Brother Congwen's fighting methods?" Zhou Hao asked.

"Nope. Wang Wenxue shook his head, he had never seen Shen Congwen make a move.

Zhou Hao was actually quite interested in this Senior Brother Congwen, and he wanted to take a good look at what the strength of a monk who was comparable to the peak of the sixth layer of qi refining was comparable to that of the seventh layer of qi refining.

"Senior Brother Congwen's opponent is the main peak, but his appearance is very raw. His strength should be considered ordinary, and there is no problem at all to easily obtain it from Senior Brother Wen. ”

On the No. 2 Fighting Method, Shen Congwen and a main peak disciple had already gone up, and after the elder glanced at the two disciples, he gave an order to start the fighting method.

The two of them released their spiritual power at the same time, and they were both going to sacrifice the rhythm of the magic weapon. In the general fighting method, many disciples like to sacrifice the magic weapon first.

"From the speed at which Senior Brother Wen sacrificed the magic weapon, it was a cut faster than me!" Wang Wenxue sighed, it was also the peak of the sixth layer of qi refining, and the difference in strength was still obvious.

There is also a reason why others can be comparable to a seventh-level cultivator of Qi refining, Wang Wenxue knows in his heart that this alone will have no chance of winning against Shang Shen Congwen.

Without divine sense, it is rare for the speed of the sixth-layer peak of Qi refining to reach this level, Zhou Hao thought to himself.

"The method weapon hasn't been sacrificed yet, Senior Brother Congwen is really powerful!"

"If Shen Congwen doesn't even have this strength, then he won't be called Shen Congwen. On the side, Zhang Qiuhe crossed his arms in front of his chest, and something seemed to be flashing in his eyes.

As Luo Yunfeng's two trump cards, his relationship with Shen Congwen is more competitive.

Shen Congwen's magic weapon was a sword, and when the sword flew in front of the main peak disciple, he had just sacrificed his magic weapon. The blade of Shen Congwen's flying sword increased again, and the distance from the neck of the main peak disciple was already less than half an inch.

In this case, he can only admit defeat, and the strength of his opponent is far beyond his expectations.

"No. 2 Doufa Tai, one hundred and seventy wins! Next, No. 77 vs. two hundred and thirty-nine!"

The battle that ended quickly on the No. 2 Fighting Dharma Platform was a little surprised by many disciples in the audience, and among the two hundred and forty disciples, most of them were not surprised by the result of this competition, because they all knew about Shen Congwen.

The disciples who fought against Shen Congwen were more unlucky, and he was one of those few disciples.

Shen Congwen returned to Zhou Hao's group, and as the inner disciples of Tongfeng, they all congratulated one after another.

"No. 1 Doufa Platform, No. 111 vs. No. 38!"

"Senior Brother Zhou Hao, it's coming to you so soon. ”

The thirty-eighth is not their Luo Yunfeng's, if in the first round, the disciples of the same sub-peak are opposed, then the elders of the sub-peak can only admit that their luck is not very good.

"It seems that in this competition, I can defeat the enemy with one blow. Glancing at one place, Zhou Hao was full of confidence.

This disciple who drew the thirty-eighth was from Haohai Peak. Hao Haifeng also has two trump cards, and Zhou Hao naturally recognizes these two trump cards, and this disciple is not a trump card.

"Senior Brother Zhou Hao, you're quite confident!" Zhang Qiuhe smiled lightly, Zhou Hao's performance yesterday was enough to make him pay attention to Zhou Hao.

"As long as it's not us Luo Yunfeng, and it's not a disciple like Senior Brother Zhang, I still have some confidence. ”

After speaking, Zhou Hao quickly got on the No. 1 Doufa platform, and it was not a good thing to let the elders wait for a long time.

The No. 38 inner disciple on the opposite side was a little fat man, the kind that looked very harmless, and Zhou Hao would not take it lightly.

Many truths in the previous life show that there is no good end for underestimating the enemy.

The fight begins!

The little fat man on the thirty-eighth immediately thought about the law decision, he saw Zhou Hao burst out at an astonishing speed, and there was a trace of panic, and the speed of the law decision was also much slower.

Zhou Hao, like yesterday, ran a short distance after bursting out at an astonishing speed, and the Wind Resisting Technique had already been used on his body.

The little fat man's spell was a fireball technique, and when Zhou Hao was about to approach him, he released it, and Zhou Hao easily dodged it, followed by another punch.

Zhao Kang, who was watching the fighting method on the field, couldn't help but twitch, this is not the way he lost yesterday.

"Who is this disciple of Luo Yunfeng, why haven't I heard of him?"

"Another special physique!"