After the thirty disciples of the Cloud Sect and the thirty disciples of the Qingfeng Sect all took the stage, the Iwajinko who was seated in front of the sect hall stood up from the chair at this moment, and then flew directly to the ring.

Looking at the thirty disciples of each of the two sects on the left and right, Iwajinko nodded to the disciples at this moment. Then, between the left and right hands flipping, two wooden boxes instantly appeared on Iwajinko's hands.

"There are between one and thirty number plates in each box, and they are matched to play against each other. The disciples of Group C Confrontation are now coming up in turn to draw numbers. Iwajinko spoke at this time.

Immediately, sixty disciples who stood in an orderly line lined up one after another to come to the side of the Rock God Son, the disciples of the Tianyun Sect all reached out to draw the wooden box that the Rock God Son held on his left hand, and the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect drew the wooden box on the right hand of the Rock God Son.

After each disciple drew the number, he had to give the number to Iwajinko.

"Qingfeng Sect, Yang Songlin, No. 5. ”

"Tianyun Sect, Luo Tianhu, No. 24. ”

"Qingfeng Sect, Du Yue, No. 17. ”

"Tianyun Sect, Yang Wenwu, No. 12. ”

"Qingfeng Sect, Chennan, No. 30. ”

As the disciples of Group C of the two sects drew numbers one by one, Iwajinko also read out the numbers to the audience one by one. And after about a dozen people were drawn, finally, the number on the first pair was drawn.

"Tianyun Sect, Ma Jinwu, No. 17. Fight against Du Yue of the Qingfeng Sect. When Ma Jinwu drew his number plate, Iwajinko announced it directly at this time.

"Qingfeng Sect, Huang Qingyang, No. 8. ”

"Tianyun Sect, Fang Ming, No. 1. ”

"Qingfeng Sect, Wang Tianhong, No. 1. Fight against the Tianyun Sect Fang Ming. ”

When Fang Ming had just won the number one draw before he was read out by the Rock God Son, there was a disciple in the Qingfeng Sect on the other side who also immediately drew the number one.

After shaking his head in surprise, Fang Ming couldn't help but turn his head at this time to look at the Qingfeng Sect disciple who had the same number as him, it was a young man who was about in his early twenties, with curly hair that reached his ears, his body was a little fat, and a little short, just by visual inspection, it was obvious that this Wang Tianhong was a head shorter than Fang Ming. Such a short body was carrying a long sword that was not at all half a point smaller than that of other Qingfeng Sect disciples, which made this Wang Tianhong's overall temperament look very incongruous.

When Fang Ming looked at Wang Tianhong, Wang Tianhong also turned his head to look at Fang Ming at this moment.

Although Wang Tianhong is short and fat, the gaze and momentum in his eyes are not weak at all, it seems that none of these disciples of the Qingfeng Sect who practice swords are not imposing.

Looking at Fang Ming with a torch-like gaze, Wang Tianhong's face was full of pride and confidence. Compared to Wang Tianhong's fierce gaze, Fang Ming's eyes were much softer. Fang Ming nodded at Wang Tianhong and greeted with a smile.

Looking at Fang Ming's smiling face, Wang Tianhong sneered at this time, and then turned his head away, he didn't take Fang Ming in his eyes at all.

Regarding Wang Tianhong's attitude, Fang Ming didn't care.

After drawing the number, Fang Ming stepped back and stood in the queue of disciples who had finished drawing.

"Fang Ming, you actually drew the number one, you are the first to appear!" When Fang Ming stood still, Ma Jinwu, who had only finished drawing the number before Fang Ming and had been standing beside Fang Ming, said softly to Fang Ming at this time.

"Alas, good luck, I can't help it. Fang Ming shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then glanced at Ma Jinwu obliquely.

"But No. 1 is good, after this game, you can at least sit and rest in the next twenty-nine games. Like me, draw an intermediate number like the seventeenth. Ma Jinwu spoke again at this time.

And just as the disciples of Group C in the ring were drawing numbers continuously, the disciples under the ring were not idle. With the birth of one number after another, the disciples in the audience also talked about it.

"Ah, my brother drew the number one. It's just going to be a fight. When she saw Fang Ming win the No. 1 card, Sakura covered her mouth in surprise at this time.

"Fang Ming actually won the No. 1 draw! Ha Luha, this time the opening of the Group C confrontation seems to be asking Fang Ming to make a gorgeous opening. Ma Hua, who was sitting next to Sakura, laughed at this time.

"Cut, look at the No. 1 of the Qingfeng Sect on the other side, I can't drag it back. Fang Ming gave him a smile, and he was still arrogant. Chen Guangping, who was sitting behind Sakura, pointed at Wang Tianhong in the ring with some displeasure at the moment.

"It's okay, the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect will continue to pretend to be powerful at this time. When the fight really starts, they will stop fighting. I am still very confident in Fang Ming. Ma Hua couldn't help patting his chest at this time, and he said confidently.

"Well, no matter what Fang Ming said, he is also the first brother in our group of disciples, of course the first brother has nothing to say!" Chen Guangping also nodded in agreement with Ma Hua at this time.

Regarding the title of Fang Ming's first brother, this was all privately obtained by Fang Ming's disciples of the Jiulu Academy, who were also in the same two years, and the origin of Fang Ming's title was naturally because in the past two years, in every competition between the Jiulu Academy and the Four Elephant Academy, Fang Ming was able to beat Chen Chong of the Four Elephant Academy, and then won the first place in the competition. Since then, Fang Ming has been the first brother in this group of disciples.

Listening to the words of Ma Hua and Li Guangping beside her, Sakura's face was also very happy at the moment. After all, MCA and Li Guangping praised their brother, and the pride in Sakura's heart couldn't be hidden.

There are obviously two atmospheres in the ring and under the ring at the moment. It's easy to talk in the ring, and it's tense in the ring.

"Qingfeng Sect, Chen Chong, No. 25, against Qingfeng Sect Luo Xiao. ”

As Chen Chong drew the number, Chen Chong's opponent was also immediately paired.

"Qingfeng Sect, Tie Hao, No. 30, against Qingfeng Zongchen South. Immediately after Chen Chong, Tie Hao also won his own number, and the last number of the thirtieth was drawn.

When Tie Hao finished drawing the number and then returned to the queue and stood again, Tie Hao looked sideways at this time with a few disciples and then looked towards Fang Ming.

"Brother Fang Ming. Without making a sound, Tie Hao said with a smile at Fang Ming with his mouth open.

Fang Ming was naturally also Tie Hao, who had been paying attention, and when Tie Hao looked towards him, Fang Ming nodded at Tie Hao with a smile.

Soon, a total of sixty disciples of the two sects had all drawn their numbers.

A total of 30 pairs of pairs are all settled.

"The numbers 1 to 30 have all been drawn, and all the disciples now have their own number plates in their hands. Your number plate is your appearance. Next, the first group of disciples who are going to play in the two sects can stay, and the other disciples will leave. After accepting the two wooden boxes in his hand, Iwajinko looked at the disciples on both sides at this time and said directly.

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