"No. 22 vs. No. 54!"

"Number 10 against number 123!"

“......”

As time passed, groups of numbers came out of Lin Chong's mouth, and after the participating disciples under the ring heard these numbers, some were happy and some were worried.

Because it was drawn immediately, some numbers were not far apart, but some were big, and there were even several groups of numbers that differed by hundreds, and for this, many people mourned silently for the side with the big number.

Of course, a group of low-cultivation sides with a large difference in strength has the right to abstain, after all, this kind of game without suspense does not need to be fought in the ring at all.

That's it, for a while, many people reluctantly chose to give up, and for this result, they could only consider themselves unlucky.

However, the good news is that the final ranking is a total of three points, so these people still have a chance to achieve good results in the final ranking.

"8 vs. 69!"

When Lin Chong crushed the two small boulders in his hand again, a set of numbers came out of his mouth again.

"Brother Xiao Lin, my opponent is out, it's No. 69!" After hearing Lin Chong's words, Hua Zheng, who was standing beside Xiao Lin, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, because she was also worried that her opponent would be Xiao Lin.

Although Hua Zheng didn't know what Xiao Lin's spirit number was, someone in the crowd couldn't help but shout when he heard No. 69, obviously this person's spirit number was No. 69.

"Sister Zheng, are you number 8?" Xiao Lin asked out loud.

"Hmm!"

Hua Zheng hummed lightly, and then took out his own spirit card from his sleeve, and this spirit card happened to be engraved with the number 8.

"Brother Xiao Lin, what is your spirit number, it seems that you haven't been drawn yet!" Hua Zheng also asked.

"Hehe, the two of us are really destined, I'm also No. 8, but it's just an average of half points!" Xiao Lin laughed helplessly, but he didn't show his spirit card.

"No. 8 in half?" Hua Zheng thought for a moment, and then laughed out loud, obviously judging by her reaction, she had already guessed what Xiao Lin's spirit number was.

"No wonder Brother Xiao Lin has been refusing to take out the spirit card, it turns out that he got a number that is not very auspicious!" Hua Zheng smiled lightly.

Xiao Lin didn't explain much about Hua Zheng's words, so the next two looked at Lin Chong in the ring intently.

With the reporting of groups of numbers, there are fewer and fewer people left, but Xiao Lin's number is still not reported at this time.

"There is only one number left in the top eleven that has not been drawn yet, it seems that the probability of me encountering the ninth layer of Qi cultivation is not high!" Xiao Lin estimated in his heart.

"5 vs. 21!"

And at this time, Lin Chong reported a set of numbers again, and after this set of numbers appeared, it meant that all the people in the ninth layer of Qi training had been drawn.

Seeing this, many disciples of the seventh or eighth layer of Qi cultivation who had not yet been drawn immediately breathed a sigh of relief, without the threat of the ninth layer of Qi training, their chances of winning the game were much greater.

Compared to these people, the young man holding the No. 21 had a slightly sinking face, but there was no fear in his eyes, obviously even if the other party was a ninth-level Qi practitioner, then he would dare to fight.

On the other hand, the young man holding the No. 5 saw a hint of pride on his face, as if he was sure of winning the next game.

A few more minutes passed like this, and during this time, several sets of opponents were produced one after another.

"This person is almost gone, it should be my turn!" Xiao Lin watched Lin Chong in the ring put his hand into the big iron box again, and then muttered to himself.

"Click!"

After a while, Lin Chong crushed the small round stone in his hand, and then two small notes appeared in his hand.

"No. 44 vs. No. 45!"

Lin Chong glanced at the two small notes in his hand, and then read out the numbers on them expressionlessly.

Since all the numbers are shuffled, the probability of drawing consecutive numbers is very low, but even so, adjacent groups are born.

"Huh?"

After Xiao Lin heard these two numbers, he was slightly stunned for a moment, No. 45?

At the same time, Liu Zong, who was standing next to the No. 4 ring, was also stunned for the first time, but the next second a grim smile appeared on his face.

He was worried about how to avenge himself, but God gave him this opportunity.

"Hehe, it's really a narrow road!" Xiao Lin chuckled.

"Brother Xiao Lin, do you know who your opponent is?" When Hua Zheng on the side saw Xiao Lin smiling lightly, he immediately asked, after all, No. 44 and No. 45 were next to each other, so they should have been lined up together when they signed up at that time.

Hua Zheng's number was reserved, because she had already broken through to the ninth layer of Qi cultivation before signing up, and the reason why she didn't go out immediately was because she wanted to consolidate her cultivation and practice spiritual skills or something.

"I know, I know, not only do I know, but there is still a little contradiction between the two of us!" Xiao Lin nodded and explained.

Anyway, the matter between him and Liu Zong had already been spread, so he didn't have to hide anything at all.

In this way, Xiao Lin briefly talked about him and Liu Zong, and during this period, Lin Chong reported the last few groups of opponents.

It took about half an hour, and everyone finally determined who their opponent was, and at this time, some people were in high spirits, while others showed disappointment.

Everyone knows the rules of the ring match in advance, so everyone who loses the first game will have no points to take in the ring part, and if they win one game, they will continue to the second ring match.

There are three rounds in the ring, and if you win one game, you will get ten points, and if you win all three games, you will get an additional twenty points, which is a total of fifty points.

Now that the draw is over, the next step is naturally the official ring match, and since there are eight rings, there will be eight groups of opponents at the same time each time.

Just when everyone was wondering which ring they were competing in and when the competition would start, the eight young men calmly stepped into the eight rings.

These eight young men all have the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and they are the judges of the eight rings.

"Ring No. 1, No. 62 vs. No. 75, please get on the ring quickly!" The young man who stood in the No. 1 ring looked at the record book in his hand, and then said in a deep voice to the participating disciples gathered around the ring.

"Ring No. 2, No. 48 vs. No. 102, please get on the ring quickly!"

Just after the man in ring number one finished speaking, the man standing in ring number two spoke.

"Ring 3 ......"

As the young men in the ring announced, disciples from below the ring continued to jump into the ring.

"Report, I... I throw in the towel!"

Just when the eight groups of participating disciples all entered the ring, a fifth-layer young man standing in the second ring blushed and said loudly.

Because standing in front of this young man was a girl who practiced qi at the seventh level, if this young man didn't have special means, then he couldn't be the girl's opponent at all.

Rather than fighting uselessly and getting injured, it's better to admit defeat early and meet the next challenge.

"Are you sure you're going to throw in the towel?" the referee in ring number two walked up to the teenager and solemnly confirmed.

"Well, I admit defeat!" The young man bit his lip, and then said a little unwillingly, if his cultivation was only one layer away, then he would definitely not admit defeat before he opened up, but now......

"Okay, since No. 102 conceded defeat, I declared No. 48 the winner!" Referee No. 2 announced.

After hearing the referee's announcement, the No. 48 girl showed a smile on her face, it is naturally best to be able to win without a fight, after all, there are still two games after winning.

"Ring No. 2, No. 96 vs. No. 116!"

When the two men in ring number two stepped out of the ring, referee number two glanced at the record book in his hand and announced again.

Soon, two girls who were about fifteen or sixteen years old stepped into the ring, and although the cultivation of the two was one level apart, the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from the two were about the same, so the two of them naturally had to fight it out.

Among the eight groups of opponents, except for the No. 6 ring, which was a duel with the eighth layer of Qi training, the other seven rings were not very interesting, so at the beginning of the game, many people gathered around the No. 6 ring.

Watching others compete helps to help them in actual combat, so all the participating disciples will naturally not miss it.

As time passed, the winners and losers in the other rings had already been decided, but only the two in the sixth ring were still in a stalemate.

Since the cultivation of the two is the same, and their strength is not equal, it may not be easy to distinguish the winner from the loser.

And in order to save time, the ring that ended the game could not be empty, so it didn't take long for the other seven rings to re-enter a group of opponents, and then continue to fight.

With the passage of time, it was already noon in the blink of an eye, but everyone was a cultivator, so it would be okay if they didn't eat a meal, so the martial arts training ground was still very lively.

After several hours of fierce competition, many groups of opponents have already decided the winner, some of them won without a fight, while some won very hard, and some even got injured in the game.

Although the injury was not too serious, they quickly healed themselves as soon as they got out of the ring, after all, there was still a game to play this afternoon.

"Ring No. 3, No. 15 vs. No. 245!"

When a group of opponents in the No. 3 ring decided the winner, the No. 3 referee read out a set of numbers, and this set of numbers turned out to be more than 200 years apart.

"Sister Zheng, it's finally my turn to play, great!" Shanshan, who happened to be standing under the No. 3 ring, suddenly showed excitement on her face after hearing the announcement of the No. 3 referee.

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