In fact, that's what Gongsun Ji thinks.

But the heads of other sects obviously don't buy it, let's first say that your Gongsun Ji is not the leader of the Northwest Martial Arts, even if you are the leader of the alliance, you have to follow the rules. Your Gongsun Ji's strength is strong, and we can't beat you when we meet you, but that doesn't mean that everyone won't dare to fight you.

It's one thing to be defeated by you, it's another thing for you to get a bye if you don't compete.

Gongsun Ji looked at the many leaders who were not convinced in front of him, and had no choice but to change the method to the way of drawing lots. Whoever draws a blank lottery can have a bye and go directly to the next round of competition.

After some kind words to appease, Gongsun Ji barely suppressed the field. Wei Yue watched coldly from the sidelines, it stands to reason that Gongsun Ji's shrewdness would not do such a low-level thing, and it would only make everyone unhappy.

It can only be said that the Zhenwu Sect is used to being the dominant family in the northwest, doing whatever it wants, and no longer thinks much about other people's ideas.

After the scene quieted down, Gongsun Ji waved his hand. A beautiful maid walked into the crowd with a mahogany box containing a bamboo skewer for drawing lots, and a hole in the box that could be reached with just the wrist to fit into.

"Please draw lots, the number is written on the bamboo stick. According to the rules, No. 1 and No. 2 are opponents, No. 3 and No. 4 are opponents, and so on. ”

"Everyone has no objections, right?" Gongsun Ji looked around, and after finding no objections, he nodded to confirm that the draw could begin.

The red wooden box walked in front of the heads of various sects, and everyone took out a bamboo stick from the wooden box, looking at the number on the bamboo stick, some people were puzzled and some frowned, because the corresponding force of the number had not been announced, so no one knew who their opponent was.

The red wooden box turned in front of Tang Yuan, Tang Yuan put his hand into the wooden box, and pulled a bamboo stick out of the wooden box with a casual stroke of his fingers.

"Number eight. Tang Yuan saw the number on the bamboo stick. In this way, the opponent of Lei Yin Temple is No. 9.

Tang Yuan glanced at the others, he didn't hear the information about Nine, but he hoped that the opponent was not too strong.

"Sanzang Xiaoyou, what number are you drawing?" Yichen asked from the side.

"Number eight. Tang Yuan lifted the bamboo stick in his hand, and the two black characters 'No. 8' were written on it.

"Oh, my Pure Land Temple is the fifteenth, and it looks like we won't meet in the first round. Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of encountering Tang Yuan's Leiyin Temple.

"Then we'll see you in the second round. Tang Yuan smiled. It is also Tang Yuan's luck not to compete with Yichen, and the Northwest Martial Arts will participate in two Buddhist temples, so you can't kill each other as soon as you come up.

The mahogany box continued to flow downward, and when the last bamboo stick was drawn, the framework for the first round of the competition was set.

"Now I have to count the numbers in everyone's hands, and the results will be announced in a moment. When the time comes, your opponents will be shown on it. "This time it was not Gongsun Ji who spoke, but the old man in plain clothes who was in charge of testing the standards of the competition before.

The old man in plain clothes cleared his throat and continued, "Which head of the sect has drawn a blank bamboo stick now? Please signal, you and your sect disciples can directly take turns and conduct the next round of martial arts." ”

After the old man in plain clothes finished speaking, everyone looked around, wondering who was so lucky to draw the blank lottery with a bye.

"I, I got it. A somewhat hoarse man's voice sounded, and everyone hurriedly turned their eyes over. I saw a young man about twenty years old holding a bamboo stick.

"I don't know what Your Excellency calls it, what sect does it belong to?" The old man in plain clothes did not rely on the old and sell the old because of his young age, and he was still polite and authentic.

"My name is Liu Hong, and the sect is called the Blood Gate. The young man replied indifferently. It's just that his eyes kept sweeping around Gongsun Ji's body, and then fell on Tang Yuan's bald head.

"Blood Gate?" The old man in plain clothes frowned slightly, how does this sect sound like the name of the evil way? But it is the right of people to name the sect, and they can call it whatever they want.

"Good. The old man in plain clothes wrote down Liu Hong's name, and then said, "You and your disciples of the Blood Sect don't need to participate in the first round of the competition, so please watch the battle in the audience." ”

Liu Hong nodded, and then withdrew his gaze from Gongsun Ji.

Gongsun Ji's face was a little gloomy, that Liu Hong just now was only about twenty years old, and he had advanced to the innate realm. When did the Northwest Territories have so many young heroes?

Zhenwumen has always regarded itself as the overlord of the Northwest and regards the Northwest as its own backyard. But right under his nose, Leiyin Temple has grown inexplicably, and now this young man named Liu Hong has also established a blood gate.

The True Martial Sect didn't know about these things, and Gongsun Ji now felt a kind of uneasiness, he felt that the Northwest Martial Arts was not under his control, and this feeling made him dissatisfied.

What's even more uncomfortable is that the young man named Liu Hong actually looked at his Gongsun Ji unscrupulously, which is almost equivalent to a provocation. And when Gongsun Ji used his mid-innate strength to look at Liu Hong, that Liu Hong didn't react at all, and the whole person was in a state of nothingness.

Liu Hong's light breeze made Gongsun Ji even more uneasy, and he tried to see through Liu Hong's cultivation. In Liu Hong's body, Gongsun Ji felt the pressure for the first time.

Although, that Liu Hong is just a young man of about twenty years old.

Tang Yuan also felt Liu Hong's attention to him, Tang Yuan looked at Liu Hong with a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. But when Tang Yuan saw something on Liu Hong's body, he immediately understood.

On Liu Hong's right chest, there is a delicate blood flower embroidered. The flower seems to others to be a decoration and nothing noteworthy. But in Tang Yuan's eyes, that flower represented a blood dao force, the Blood Flower Gate.

Tang Yuan didn't know Liu Hong, and he hadn't seen him. But when the sea of evil flowers was exterminated at the beginning, all the Blood Dao martial artists who rushed out of the cave had this kind of flower embroidered on their chests. Now Tang Yuan is sure that this Liu Hong must be the remnant of the Blood Flower Sect.

The Blood Flower Gate has been destroyed, and this Liu Hong not only did not hide to avoid trouble, but even set up a blood gate to participate in the martial arts competition.

Tang Yuan felt that this matter was not so simple.

When Tang Yuan was thinking about Liu Hong and the purpose of participating in the martial arts meeting, the old man in plain clothes had already counted the numbers and hung them on the red list.

Tang Yuan got up and walked to the red list, Liu Hong's matter will be talked about later, now let's see who the opponent of Lei Yin Temple is.

"No. 8 Leiyin Temple vs. No. 9 Storm Tiger Gate. ”

"Storm Tiger Gate. Tang Yuan said softly. He had heard of this sect, and the master of the sect, Wang Wei, used a tiger-headed broadsword, and his sharp knife skills were also famous in the northwest region.

The Tiger Gate is mainly to protect business travelers for trading. They opened a trade route between the Great Jin Dynasty and the Western Regions, and all merchants who passed through this trade route had to pay protection money to the Tiger Gate, and the Tiger Gate was responsible for protecting the property and lives of those merchants.

This is very normal in the Northwest Territories. Doing business with the Western Regions, not to mention the herds of wild wolves and beasts you will encounter on the road, just those horse bandits who kill people and plunder goods make the merchants talk about it. And no one dared to mess with the business road opened up by the Storm Tiger Gate, and it was very popular with merchants who went to the Western Regions to do business.

And those protection fees are just a bit of minced meat between the teeth of the merchants.

The Violent Tiger Sect is a good martial arts sect, and its strength is not too strong, and only the sect master Wang Wei has cultivated to the realm of the early stage of the innate in the entire sect.

It just so happened that it was used to practice in Leiyin Temple.

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