Wu Shaoqi easily avoided the full-strength attack from Wuyimen. Before the two could react, a sharp sword light slashed in front of them.

The two of them were startled and hurried back.

But it's too late.

The bright light of the sword flashed across the chests of the two of them, and the next moment, a long bloodstain was slashed across the chests of the two of them.

The sudden scene, not only the two people in Wuyimen on the stage did not react, but also the people watching the game off the stage.

When they saw the scene again, the two people in Wuyimen had fallen to the ground with serious injuries, while Wu Shaoqi held a straight knife and pointed diagonally at the ground, with a calm expression on his face.

Wu Shaoqi had never used weapons before, everyone thought that he was more focused on boxing or leg skills, but only now did he know that the other party was not like this at all, but he didn't need it at all when he was not really moving.

The two people in Wuyimen were beheaded, but they did not admit defeat.

Wu Shaoqi didn't say anything, just strode towards the two with the knife in hand.

Wu Yimen doesn't admit defeat, that is, they are still competing, obviously there is no chance to win, so if they don't admit defeat quickly, Wu Shaoqi naturally doesn't bother to spend with them.

Wu Shaoqi has never killed anyone and seen blood, and his heart is really not that cruel.

But Wu Yimen wanted to drag it on like this, but it was also a dream.

Wait until the two disciples are healed before fighting?

Thinking too much, he is not such a kind person at all.

Even if they didn't kill them directly, it would be fine for the two of them to lose all their fighting power.

Wu Shaoqi in the stands only rushed towards the two disciples with a straight knife, and the elders of Wuyimen were also anxious.

One was severely injured just now, and when these two were killed by Wu Shaoqi, their Wuyimen's strength would be greatly reduced.

This was not what he wanted to see, so Wu Shaoqi raised his knife and walked towards the two of them. The elder of Wuyimen sighed softly: "Admit defeat."

Wu Shaoqi was a little disappointed when the elders of Wuyimen conceded defeat to the two of them.

Glancing at the two of them, Wu Shaoqi gritted his teeth: "What a pity."

After saying a word, Wu Shaoqi took the knife and jumped off the ring.

Although the two people in front of Wuyimen won, they were also injured.

Wu Shaoqi lay down one first, and injured two more. The five disciples of Wuyimen have all come to the stage.

Now that the last two lost, Wuyimen naturally lost.

The referee announced the victory of Wanhuangzong, and Wu Shaoqi also went to the position where everyone of Wanhuangzong stood.

As soon as he came over, Meng Changjin, Elder Cen Rong, and Elder Huaishui each patted their shoulders: "Good boy, good job."

The rest of the Wanhuang Sect also cheered when they saw Wu Shaoqi.

Once upon a time, Wu Shaoqi was the representative of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Sect, but today, he has become the pride of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Sect.

"Everyone is good. When the big competition is over, all of them will be rewarded." Meng Changjin glanced at the people in Wanhuangzong, smiled slightly, and said.

"Yeah! Long live the Sect Master! Long live Senior Brother Shaoqi!" The disciples of Wanhuang Sect raised their hands and exclaimed.

Meng Changjin said nothing.

The Wanhuangzong competition has ended. Although Wu Shaoqi has not revealed much of his strength, it is estimated that the people present will be more afraid of him.

The disciples were going to see the competition in other arenas. Neither Meng Changjin nor the two elders stopped him, but they gave Yao Bingyu a wink. Yao Bingyu nodded rigorously and followed closely behind Wu Shaoqi.

Wu Shaoqi looked at Yao Bingyu who was following behind him, and shrugged helplessly, but didn't say much, just follow.

Alas, he Wu Shaoqi is a good person, why does the master always think that he is such a super thorn, and he feels uncomfortable when he doesn't cause trouble for a day?

Previously, it was because Wanhuangzong was going to compete with Wuyimen, and they were unsure of the mode, so everyone stayed in the sixth ring and didn't move.

The game started, and wanted to cheer up fellows who came on stage, so naturally couldn't leave.

Now that the competition is over, everyone wants to go to other arenas to see what the level of the disciples of other sects is.

The disciples scattered to other arenas, but Meng Changjin and the two elders, but several peak masters did not leave.

At this time, several people seemed to be in the stands for the game, but in fact they were communicating through voice transmission.

Although Meng Changjin's main purpose was to attach spiritual consciousness to the ball in the lottery, but after walking through ten arenas, some monks whose cultivation was not comparable to her were naturally easily seen by her.

Now, Meng Changjin is transmitting the news to the two elders and several peak masters.

After learning about the specific strength distribution of these people, the two elders and several peak masters frowned.

What they thought at first was still too idealistic. Wanhuang Sect did not lack of medicinal herbs and after having the art of refining the gods, it really made rapid progress.

But the time was still too short. If they were given ten years, the disciples would definitely have grown up.

But only a few months, what can be done in a few months, the strength has improved, but there is no time to learn about the enemy's methods.

In the competition with Wuyimen, the first two completely disregarded the injury. Although they seriously injured each other, they were also seriously injured and lost the game.

So now Elder Cen Rong and the others are not as optimistic as they used to be.

The original idea was to enter the top 30 and strive for the top 20.

Now I'm starting to think, otherwise I will enter the top 40 and strive for the top 30.

Seeing their expressions, Meng Changjin knew that these people had lost confidence.

When she said this, she could have guessed how they would react.

But seeing the expressions of several people, Meng Changjin's expression turned cold.

If they keep this mentality, the Wanhuang Sect will never think about progress.

"Everyone, are you afraid when you hear this? The cultivators should fight, and the disciples dare to fight even if they know they are lost. As elders and peak masters, are you afraid?" Meng Changjin's tone was a bit cold, if he even fought If she didn't dare to fight, then she felt that the elders of Wanhuang Sect should be replaced.

Too lifeless, how to progress?

Hearing Meng Changjin's cool voice, Elder Cen Rong and others woke up in vain.

Yes, they are so afraid, when did they become so timid?

They are monks, monks are so timid, what are they doing monks?

"It's our fault." Elder Cen Rong said through a voice transmission.

The first game just now, lost two games in a row.

Although the Wanhuang Sect won in the end, it still suffered a blow to the morale.

But they forgot that the two people who came to power were restricted, and they were not allowed to use divine sense to assist.

If there is divine assistance, it will definitely not be the result.

It's just that Elder Cen Rong and others thought it was an experience, so they didn't need to use all their strength.

This is the first place they want to fork.

Although there is the meaning of training disciples, the most important thing is to enter the duality secret realm.

"Well, the cultivator alliance should have a way to intervene in the lottery. In fact, our opponent was not drawn by chance, but directly arranged by the cultivator alliance." Meng Changjin saw that several people were cheering up, not like the beginning. Mu was so angry that she casually talked about her findings.

However, she did not say that she had cut off the fact that the consciousness was attached to the ball of the lottery.

Some things can be said and some things cannot be said.

Hearing that the result of the lottery was actually the arrangement of the cultivator alliance, Elder Cen Rong and the others just accepted this fact by accident.

I was a little skeptical at the beginning, how could it be so coincidental, the top ten sects avoided it.

Now that it is confirmed that the cultivator alliance did intervene in the lottery results, it is naturally a sudden realization.

"That is to say, what kind of opponent we will meet next is arranged by the Cultivator Alliance." Elder Huaishui frowned, but there was nothing he could do.

There is no evidence for this matter, and no one will believe it when it is said, but it is really unpleasant to be arranged like this.

"Hmm." Meng Changjin hummed and said nothing.

Take a precautionary shot first, so that the result of the later lottery will be unbelievable, that is all the cauldron of the cultivator alliance, and it has nothing to do with her.

When the sun in the sky moves from the east to the middle, and then from the middle to the west, the first round of the game is finally over.

Fifty-five winning sects and fifty-five losing sects have all come out.

Wanhuangzong is naturally on the side of the winning sect.

The fifty-five sects that lost had a game in the afternoon, but the fifty-five sects that won, as for picking out tomorrow's opponents, they could go back to rest first.

This time the lottery did not go to the hall to draw, but directly completed the drawing on a ring.

Fifty-five pairs are opposite each other, plus one sect of the bye, there are only twenty-eight games, so when the cultivator alliance draws lots, only one to twenty-eight balls are put in.

Among them, the sect that drew No. 28 directly advanced by bye.

The lottery does not necessarily have to be the head of the sect, a denomination can send a representative up to draw.

One by one sects, some sent elders, some sent Tianjiao disciples, on the Wanhuangzong side, Meng Changjin decisively sent Wu Shaoqi out.

When Wu Shaoqi came to power, he was under a lot of pressure and let him decide tomorrow's opponent. He was really afraid of getting a top ten sect, so he was hanging.

Although he has the will to be number one in the world, he still doesn't have that kind of strength, so can he not panic?

This draw is not based on the ranking order of the previous competition, but in the order of winning this time.

The first sect to go up, Meng Changjin from the audience glanced at it and didn't care.

Closing his eyes, Meng Changjin's consciousness touched dozens of threads in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he could clearly see what number that thread was.

When the top 20 sects went up, Meng Changjin started making arrangements.

Shady, this is not only the cultivator alliance can do it!

When the representative of the top 20 sects took out the ball, the expression of Yun Che, who presided over the draw, changed slightly.

What happened, according to his arrangement, this number should not have been drawn.

Did the person controlling the draw ball make a mistake, or did the denomination's draw represent its own reasons?

Yun Che didn't know, after all, the draw ball was not controlled by him. Now that he was going to preside over the draw, there was no way to ask the person in charge of it.

Moreover, the lottery does not necessarily guarantee that all arrangements will come true. The people who draw the lottery just don't catch the ball sent to their subordinates, and they can't do anything about it.

So as long as there aren't many mistakes, don't worry about it.

The lottery continued, but for the next few, the results of the lottery were all within his expectations.

Then, it was Wanhuangzong's turn.

Wu Shaoqi received Meng Changjin's gaze, stood up, and prepared to go to the stage to draw lots.

As soon as he stepped up, Wu Shaoqi paused for a while, then he naturally raised his feet, walked to the front, and jumped onto the ring.

Walking to the box made of Lingshi, Wu Shaoqi glanced at the box, then rolled up his sleeves and put his hand into the hole above the box.

Then everyone saw that the expressions of the teenagers on the stage were constantly changing, tangled for a while, firm for a while, firm for less than two seconds, and even more tangled, anxious, and all kinds of expressions came into battle.

People from other sects who saw Wu Shaoqi showing these expressions were deeply touched.

Anxiety is normal.

After all, if you draw a strong opponent, that's not a good thing.

On the Wanhuangzong side, other people felt the same way, only Meng Changjin, if it wasn't for his good expression control, the corners of his mouth would be twitching.

Enough boy!

This acting is too much, almost got it!

Obviously, Wu Shaoqi wanted to perform for a while, and continued to struggle for a long time, and even the others began to frown.

I know you are struggling with the lottery, but it's almost done. For so long, you've touched the balls in the lottery all over the place, right?

Can't catch one yet?

When everyone started frowning frantically, Wu Shaoqi on the stage finally seemed to make up his mind and grabbed a small ball out of the box.

He turned his face away, raised his hand, and said loudly, "Isn't it too bad?"

Seeing Wu Shaoqi's performance like this, everyone was speechless for a while, but at this time they didn't care so much, they all looked at the small ball in Wu Shaoqi's hand, wanting to see how much Wanhuangzong had drawn.

At this sight, many faces are distorted.

"Fuck, this kid is lucky too!"

"Fuck!"

Wu Shaoqi drew nothing else, it was No. 28 who was bye.

Others come to train, but Meng Changjin is not.

If you can get a bye, why not get a bye?

It's not that I'm full and I'm not busy.

So when Wu Shaoqi came to power, she told Wu Shaoqi by voice transmission that after he put his hand into the box, a small ball would fly into his hand, so he could just draw this one directly.

In the end, this guy Wu Shaoqi was also a showman, and he prepared a lot of scenes for this lottery.

Hearing the voices from the audience, Wu Shaoqi turned his head to look at the palm of his hand as if he was relieved.

After seeing the numbers clearly, Wu Shaoqi's face showed ecstasy: "It's a bye, I'm lucky too!"

After speaking happily, Wu Shaoqi also took the ball and showed it to the people of Wanhuangzong. Then everyone was envious and wanted to kill this lucky boy. He quickly stepped off the stage and rushed into the crowd of Wanhuangzong..

Wu Shaoqi stepped down, but Yun Che, who presided over the draw, had a dark face.

His arrangement is not like this!