Ning Changchen said this, smiling, as if he intended to give everyone some time to think, and said after a while: "Maybe some people think that this arrangement will lead to some players who were originally expected to enter the top ten, because they are very likely to be drawn to a group with those players who are stronger than themselves."

Therefore, in order to be fair and impartial, and in order not to eliminate any good players, we also prepared a challenge after the game, as long as your strength is excellent, your luck is not extremely bad, even if you are brushed off, but you still have enough chances to turn the tables in the challenge. As for the rules of the challenge, we'll wait until the festival to break down.

Now, I announce that the Top 10 Qualifier has officially begun, and 100 players are invited to come to the stage in turn to draw their own luck numbers. ”

Everyone grinded their fists, boarded the training ground one after another to draw the number number, and then walked to their own competition area according to the number in their hand, waiting for the arrival of other players.

They stood there, their heads held high, their spirits high, and their faces proud. Of course, they have the qualifications to be arrogant, no matter how they say, they can be regarded as the best of the young people in Meilin Zhouqing, and no one will easily take anyone in their eyes. So, every time another player walks into their area, their eyes are already engaged and fierce sparks erupt.

A large training ground was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the contestants were full of fighting spirit.

"Look, that's Zheng Gang from the Zheng family in West Lake City, who has been practicing in retreat for the past two years, it is said that it is to impact the generals, and I don't know if he has succeeded. ”

"Regardless of whether he has been promoted to a military general or not, no matter who he is, if he is drawn to a group with him, he will definitely lose. ”

"That's right, it's a pity that I haven't seen him make a move. ”

"Don't worry, you'll see you soon. ”

Zheng Gang is worthy of being the first person in Meilinzhou's young generation to cultivate talent, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted countless people to scream, of course, most of them were young girls with affection, their expressions were slightly excited, and some bold people even said some explicit confessions, hating to give them their arms and taking the initiative to dedicate themselves.

The expressions of the high-spirited players on the cultivation ground were just the opposite, and they immediately became nervous, staring at Zheng Gang until they saw him walk into the No. 8 area, and then they relaxed, but only the players in the No. 8 area drooped their heads one by one at this time, looking unlucky and depressed.

After Zheng Gang, Yu Jianfeng also took the stage, as a player who can compare with Zheng Gang, he also has his own fan group, and the shouts of calling surged from all directions, making many male cultivators jealous.

The players who can enter the top 100, no matter what means they are promoted, have some capital to be proud of, so many people are recognized. As they ascended to the training ground one by one to draw numbers, their names and some of their past deeds were humanized one by one. Of course, most of them are gossip news: for example, when so-and-so was promoted to the eighth-level martial artist, when and where so-and-so peeked at the girl taking a bath, who was defeated or who was defeated.

At this moment, it has become a disclosure meeting, those who are clean and self-righteous are fine, they talk about it as they want, and they always have a smile on their faces, but the faces of those players who have done some bad things have become difficult to look at, for fear that their ugly things will be shaken out, and they are typical of being thieves.

When Li Yunxiao rushed here, except for him and another player named Zhou Tianyu, the other hands entered the designated area of the competition, but fortunately, he had already known the way of the competition, so he walked to the cultivation ground in a hurry.

His appearance also attracted a lot of screams, not only because he was the last and second to appear, but also because his cultivation was too low, so these screams were different from the screams of Zheng Gang and Yu Jianfeng and others when they appeared, the latter belonged to applause, and what he showed was more doubts,

"Am I dazzled, how can this person be a fourth-level martial artist?"

"Did he go somewhere?" latest

"The Ning family has a shady scene!"

"This kid's luck is good, just a fourth-level martial artist can enter the top 100, it seems that if I participate, I'm afraid I will have to enter the top 50. ”

"There may be a backer, but I don't know if it's Zheng Gang or someone else, otherwise, it would never be possible to enter the top 100 with his cultivation. ”

Although Li Yunxiao's cultivation is low, after the last battle, he also gained a lot of fans, after hearing these nonsense discussions, their faces turned black directly, and they refuted with these people who didn't know the details and chewed their tongues one by one, what hit the sixth-level martial artist Xu Hanyang with one palm, seriously injured the seventh-level martial artist Ke Renjie with one move, and even the eighth-level martial artist Wan Jiansheng couldn't hurt half a point, and even proudly said that Li Yunxiao was only a third-level martial artist at that time, and some people were stunned and couldn't believe it.

Everyone looked forward to whether Li Yunxiao, who had been promoted to a fourth-level martial artist, could have a miracle again. Li Yunxiao's popularity index also rose sharply, close to Zheng Gang and others.

On the training ground, eight of the ten competition venues were already full, but there were only nine members in the fourth and eighth arenas. The expressions of the vast majority of the players in the No. 8 arena were numb, without it, because there were Zheng Gang, Zhou Botong, Fan Shixiong and others in this arena, and it was also a arena with the most powerful players, so these people with average cultivation were destined to become green leaves to accompany others.

The situation in the No. 4 arena is just the opposite, the players with the highest cultivation level are only eighth-level martial artists, and there is only one person, the player named Deng Zhiping, and the other six are all seventh-level martial artists, so compared to the other nine arenas, these players are the least stressful.

Now everyone's eyes are on Li Yunxiao, because the number he draws will seriously affect the results of the remaining two players. Especially the players in the No. 4 arena, they hope that Li Yunxiao can draw them in this arena, so that all the players in their arena have a chance to qualify.

On the other hand, if Zhou Tianyu entered their arena, with Zhou Tianyu's cultivation as a ninth-level martial artist, they would hardly have a chance to qualify.

The No. 8 battle platform is different, there are already ninth-level martial artists such as Zheng Gang, Zhou Botong, Fan Shixiong, etc., and there is one more ninth-level martial artist, for players with average cultivation, the result is still the same, at most, it is just a little more ugly to die.

For Li Yunxiao, whether it is drawn to the fourth field or the eighth field, it is the same, no matter what, he must qualify, even if he can't qualify, he will also enter the top ten in the challenge. However, his luck was better, and he was drawn to the No. 4 field.

When the players in the No. 4 arena saw Li Yunxiao walking towards them, they all smiled lightly, and praised Li Yunxiao as their lucky star. Zhou Tianyu was a little depressed, secretly wondering about the probability of fifty percent, why Li Yunxiao's luck was better than his own, shook his head, and walked towards the No. 8 arena helplessly.

"You're in luck. In the eighth area, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on Zheng Gang's face, and he was secretly scheming in his heart.

All the players were already ready, and with Ning Changjian's order, ten arenas competed at the same time. At this moment, the scene boiled instantly, whether they knew each other, or heard of each other before, or never met, no matter what kind of relationship they had with each other, they all picked the player they thought was the weakest.

The reason is very simple, because the competition stipulates that whoever beats the most players will be the first to qualify, so the one who qualifies is not necessarily the player who cultivates to be the strongest. And the way to defeat the opponent is as simple as knocking the opponent out of the playing area.

"Xiong Jiaheng, you actually attacked me!"

An angry voice came from the No. 3 arena, this person's name was Huang Tengyi, and the person who attacked him was Xiong Jiaheng. Although the two are not friends, they still know each other, so Huang Tengyi is dissatisfied.

The reason why Xiong Jiaheng attacked Huang Tengyi is very simple, because in their field, the two of them have the highest cultivation, both are ninth-level martial artists, and the other players are either eighth-level martial artists or seventh-level martial artists, and even there are two sixth-level martial artists, so if there is no accident, the person who will qualify must be one of the two of them, if Xiong Jiaheng unexpectedly knocks Huang Tengyi out of the arena, then who else is his opponent in this arena.