Chapter 994 The Heroes Meeting (3)

Yue Qingcheng walked slowly to the Thirteenth War Zone.

There are 63 other people at the same destination as her.

They appeared together in this war zone, not a melee.

There will be a new round of lottery in the war zone, and those who draw the same number will be their opponents, and then they will fight one-on-one.

The winner will enter the battle of 32 people.

By analogy, the person who wins in the end and gets the first place in this theater will be considered as a breakthrough.

"Ok?"

Because Yue Qingcheng came late, as soon as she entered the war zone, she felt a lot of hot eyes looking at her.

Hook lips.

These people, do you think they've decided on her?

Otherwise, how could everyone have the desire to fight her written all over their faces?

If Yue Qingcheng's thoughts were known to those people, I'm afraid it would cause a lot of laughter.

A group of people from Shengwu Academy are so arrogant, they have secretly speculated about their cultivation.

No matter how you look at it, this young man's cultivation is the lowest.

As for why Dibugu and Huayan protect her, it's probably because she is too weak, right?

Shengwu Academy is also in decline, so it has no choice but to send such a young man to fight!

Although most of the people present were young people aged sixteen or seventeen, there was really no one like Yue Qingcheng who was as petite as a younger brother or sister!

That being the case, if you don't look for her, who should you look for?

"Everyone come to draw lots."

The teachers of Zhenfeng Academy are as arrogant as the eunuchs in the palace, and they don't bother to show any more expressions.

The contestants walked up to him respectfully, put their hands into the box, and got their respective license plates.

When it was Yue Qingcheng's turn, it could be said that all eyes were on her.

She indifferently stretched her hand in, grabbed it, and stretched it out.

"What is it?"

Someone couldn't help asking.

I really hope that the opponent is this boy named Ouyang Shisan.

There are so many masters here, even contestants who lack self-awareness want to go further.

Even if he defeated Yue Qingcheng in the first round, it would be an honor if he didn't lose as soon as he played!

"Thirteen."

Yue Qingcheng calmly reported the license plate number.

The fate between her and the number thirteen is really not ordinary...

"Thirteen? Ah, it's not me, I'm fourteen! Damn, who else is thirteen?!"

The contestant with the number fourteen couldn't help roaring out.

"I……"

A young man who was about the same size as Yue Qingcheng excitedly held his sign high.

"It turned out to be you, trade with me! Otherwise, hum!"

They all came from the same place, if you don't change with me, wait and see how I deal with you when you go back!

"I don't change!"

The young man spoke nervously.

He wants to win too!

Besides, he was lucky enough to draw such a lottery, so if he let it out, wouldn't that take his luck away?

No!

"Silent! Who said that the lottery can be changed? What's the point of drawing lots?"

The teachers of Zhenfeng Academy stared angrily, and there was undisguised disgust in their eyes!

A small place is a small place, no rules!

"Yes!"

Everyone responded quickly.

"Okay, which two are drawn number one, hurry up and play, don't dawdle!"

The teacher waved impatiently.

Yue Qingcheng found a place to sit down and watched the battlefield quietly.

The two people holding the No. [-] card came on the stage and each displayed their martial arts.

Not interesting.

Yue Qingcheng boredly shifted his eyes to the war zone where Di Bugu was, and suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

I saw that familiar figure walking out from the entrance of the war zone.

Him, is it over?

(End of this chapter)

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