“......... Alright, those who are participating now, come and draw lots with me!"

After announcing the rules of the competition, Master Wu said, and at the same time raised a bamboo tube with cyan brilliance in his hand.

As soon as the Wu Sect Master's words fell, two expressionless disciples walked over, organizing everyone to line up in a column and walk towards the high platform.

Mo Qing didn't make a special selection, he found a random position and stood in, draw lots, the chances are the same, I only care about luck, I don't care about the order of start.

Walking at the front of the line was a thin disciple, he licked his lips with his tongue from time to time, and for the first time he saw the sect master and the elders of the several peaks, and he had to personally draw lots from the bamboo tube in the hands of the sect master under their gaze, which made him flattered and nervous at the same time.

At the same time, I have been praying in my heart, but don't meet those powerful perverts.

There was sweat oozing from his forehead, and after saluting the door master and the elders next to him in a little panic, he stretched out his hand, and with some trembling hands, he pulled out a green bamboo stick from the bamboo tube in the door master's hand, and he didn't have time to look at it, so he left quickly.

It wasn't until I walked off the stage that I breathed a long sigh of relief, and it was really scary to be with the big guys.

It seems that this is not an easy beauty difference with being the son-in-law of the master of the door.

He wiped the sweat from his head.

The draw was proceeding in an orderly manner, and the speed was very fast, and it was already Mo Qing's turn after a while.

He walked up to the stage and saluted the Wu Sect Master and the elders with an ancient face, and he clearly felt that three undisguised gazes came from several elders and fell on him.

Without looking, he could roughly guess who these people were, Elder Han, Elder Li, and Elder Zhou Hongfu Zhou, as expected, the three of them.

The elders, who had basically not moved before, turned their heads to look at this young disciple at this time, which made some of the disciples who noticed this change can't help but secretly ponder in their hearts.

Could it be that this young man who has just succeeded in building a foundation still has something to excel about?

Mo Qing unhurriedly stretched out his hand to the bamboo tube in the hand of the master of the Wu Sect, and now there were only seven bamboo sticks left.

And this time there are 20 people participating in the competition, which means that no one will have a bye.

So Mo Qing didn't think much about it, as for the matter of clashing heads with those three, he wasn't very worried, after all, he was ready to deal with it.

"Huh?" Mo Qing was a little suspicious in his heart, because as soon as his hand was put into the bamboo tube, he didn't need to move, and a bamboo stick had quietly come into his hand.

For this competition, the master of the Wu Sect really broke his heart, and he also used such things as cheating in the lottery.

Mo Qing wasn't worried that such a thing would be discovered by others, if he couldn't even hide it from everyone, then his cultivation in the infancy stage would be a bit too much......

He quietly took the bamboo stick and walked towards the bottom of the stage as if nothing had happened, while the people behind him went to the stage to draw lots.

After coming to the bottom of the platform, Mo Qing let go of his hand, and a three-inch long cyan bamboo skewer was engraved with the word 'seven'.

The order of the seven appearances is okay, not too early and not too late.

I just don't know who my opponent is? Who drew the number eight?

At this time, there were already people whispering, asking each other for their respective numbers, wanting to know their opponents in advance.

Of course, not everyone is like this, for example, He Tianshui, who was carrying a spear with a sleeve on his back, held his hands in front of his chest, stood coldly, and said nothing.

Mo Qing didn't ask who was No. 8, because there were already people with bamboo sticks looking for No. 7 one by one.

When he saw this person, the corners of Mo Qing's eyes couldn't help twitching, because this person was not anyone else, it was the white face that had been talking to him not long ago.

This Wu Sect Master was really careful, and directly found a person with the lowest cultivation for himself......

Except for He Tian, who exuded a chill, the people over there asked Bai Jing's face one by one, but he didn't find the so-called No. 7, which made him secretly worried in his heart.

Just when he was a little worried, he saw Mo Qing who had just come to stand still, and his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly,

It would be great if this guy was the guy, among all the people in the field, the two of them had the lowest cultivation, and Mo Qing looked like he had just succeeded in building a foundation, if he matched with him as an opponent, there was a good chance that he would successfully advance to the next round.

"Little junior brother, how many numbers have you drawn?" he thought in his heart, so he walked towards Mo Qing quickly, and before he could reach Mo Qing's side, he had already asked.

"That...... Number seven, I don't know how much my senior brother drawn. Mo Qing said a little embarrassed, because he felt that the arrangement of the Wu Sect Master was really a bit too bullying.

"Ha, you're really number seven?!"

Originally, he was just holding a fantasy with a white face, but after hearing this result, he was stunned at first, and then shouted in surprise.

This time it was good luck!, he thought with great joy.

Then he realized that his reaction was a bit bad, and his intention was too obvious, so he quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart and sighed to Mo Qing: "This is really unfortunate, mine is No. 8, how did this happen, but let the two of us collide together." ”

He said a little melancholy, but he couldn't help clenching and relaxing his fists, revealing his mood.

"yes, that's a bit of a coincidence. Mo Qing also said melancholy. "After all, among all the contestants, you are a little familiar with Senior Brother. ”

"Alas, what a trick...... But that's fine, just count you and my brother as the lowest cultivation, if you meet someone else, you will definitely be eliminated, and at this time, when the two of us meet together, no matter what, one of them will be successfully promoted. Bai Jing's face was sad for a while, and then he began to enlighten Mo Qing again.

"Later, you and my brother will come to power, don't leave your hands, you must show your real skills, you and my brother will compete for the level with their strength!"

He patted Mo Qing on the shoulder and said a little heroically.

"Definitely, there will be no hands. Mo Qing responded on the side.

Just now, I was a little worried that it would be difficult to start when I was familiar with the ring, but when I heard the words of Bai Jing's face, Mo Qing also let go of his heart, and when he had this sentence, he would not have much psychological burden.

"That's right, it's not emotional when you compete. ”

Seeing Mo Qing agree, Bai Jing's face couldn't help but be even happier.