Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 316 Draw Lots to Determine the Opponent

Draw lots to determine opponents, this is no stranger to all disciples.

As long as they have participated in any martial arts competition, they will know that this is already a tradition in the Dingtian Mountain Range.

However, today's lottery result also affected everyone's hearts.Those disciples who spent a lot of money in order to bet are praying hard, hoping that the players they bet on will not have too bad luck, and they must not meet too strong opponents in the first round.

Since the lottery was all based on luck, even if the heads of the various sects wanted to help their disciples, they couldn't intervene, and they suffered no less than other audiences.

Ye Shuo took a deep breath, but he didn't have any psychological pressure.This time, he also secretly analyzed the fighting power of all the contestants who were qualified to participate in the ring competition, and finally came to the conclusion that no matter who he met in the first round, he still had the strength to fight.

Moreover, apart from the recognized champion and runner-up, even if the others were one of the "Top Three", he dared to say that he was [-]% sure of being invincible!

Although this kind of mentality is a bit "arrogant", since this is self-knowledge of the strength of the enemy and ourselves, not complacency, then what's the problem with being "arrogant" once in a while?

As for the "final four" bet, Ye Shuo had also heard about it, but he didn't participate in it.Although his character has always been fond of joining in the fun, this time it is really not easy to start.

bet on yourself?After all, it was the No. 3 bet. Seeking defeat before winning, how futile it is; betting on Situ Yucheng or Chu Tianyao?Isn't this cursing them for not being able to win the championship?Detain Xing Shumin?Why did he take his own spirit stone to bet on a disciple of a rival sect?

All in all, who is the opponent in the first round? Although Ye Shuo doesn't think much about it, since he participated in the competition, who doesn't want to go to the end?Therefore, on the one hand, he was looking forward to a wonderful duel, on the other hand, he didn't really hope to meet a too strong opponent.With such a contradictory mentality, he couldn't even pray.

With a series of gongs and drums, the pre-match draw finally officially began.

The referee is an ordinary student in his twenties, perhaps because in this kind of arena, young people have more common topics with each other, and they are better at stirring up the atmosphere than the elderly elders.Anyway, the outcome of the ring competition is clear at a glance, and it doesn't require much experience.

In addition, the heads of the seven major sects are still watching from below, even if something goes wrong, they will naturally deal with it as soon as possible.

This time, the auditorium was still divided into seven squares by sect, just like the previous day.The difference is that the high-altitude judges' seats were removed, and each sect leader sat in the first row of the auditorium with the elders in the sect.

At this time, the referee was struggling to push a huge whiteboard to a corner outside the court. Numbers 1-14 were listed on the top of the whiteboard, and two vertical lines extended from the bottom of numbers 1 and 2, and were drawn A horizontal line is connected together, followed by a group of numbers 3 and 4, a group of numbers 5 and 6, and so on.

A square table was parked not far in front of the whiteboard. On the square table was a red lottery box with an opening only the size of a person's wrist.

"Everyone has seen it now. The lottery box next to me can be said to be the lottery box that can determine your fate!" The referee was indeed a passionate young man, and a rule of the lottery could be said with eloquence.

"In this lottery box, there are a total of 14 lottery balls, each of which is marked with a number. Later, everyone will come forward to draw lots one by one according to the order of my registration name, and the ones with adjacent numbers will form a group.

Since there are 14 contestants in this competition, they are divided into seven groups, that is to say, the winner of the seventh group will be bye in the second round.In this regard, the adjustment method we give is that after the end of the second round, the bye player can designate any one of the four winners in the second round to challenge, so as to decide to enter the third round later. round of promotion candidates.

The four rounds of competition are divided into four days. After the lottery is over, we will start the first round of competition immediately.First of all, I wish everyone the best of luck.Alright, then the first contestant, Mo Liangcheng of the Fentian faction, can come up to draw lots! "

Mo Liangcheng walked onto the stage slowly. To be honest, he was the one with the least pressure in the lottery.Because, he will only bring pressure to others.

When Mo Liangcheng was slowly picking out the lottery box, the referee's eyes widened with excitement, and his voice was transmitted to all directions by the microphone: "As the recognized champion of this competition, Mo Liangcheng, I believe everyone I don't want to draw a group with him in the first round! However, among the thirteen players, this unlucky ghost still needs someone to do it after all! So, how many lottery balls will the Mo Liangcheng players draw— —?”

This referee is obviously gloating...!This is the unanimous thought of the thirteen contestants.

Finally, Mo Liangcheng slowly took out a lottery ball, and carved a "7" squarely on the ball.

Everyone gasped.At this time, No. 8 has become the devil's number.Whoever draws number 8 will undoubtedly lose.

After the referee wrote Mo Liangcheng's name squarely next to the vertical line on No. 7, he compared the list and continued to read: "Next, Xing Shumin from the Fentian faction."

"Let him draw number 8, let him draw number 8. These two Fentian faction monsters can fight for themselves." At this time, many people were secretly praying.

Xing Shumin drew lots very quickly, almost as soon as he touched the first ball in the draw box, he quickly took it out, and there was a clear "14" on the ball.

Those who detained Xing Shumin quietly breathed a sigh of relief.And Xing Shumin, as a player in the seventh group, can choose his opponent at will in the second round as long as he wins.The chances of promotion will be even higher, maybe he can really get the third place then!

"Next, Moon Breaker Pai Luo Dixing."

The number 8 that everyone avoids, perhaps Luo Dixing is the one he wants to draw the most.After digging and digging repeatedly in the lottery box, I finally made up my mind to take out one. The number on the spherical surface is "5".

Luo Dixing frowned, and the next moment, he had already thrown the lottery ball viciously.

"Hmph, I don't want to waste time with those trash! The only one who is qualified to be my opponent is Mo Liangcheng!"

The referee worked so hard to chase the lottery ball that was smashed to the ground and rolled away for a long time before finally picking it up.Looking at the whiteboard, he cautiously suggested: "Then...the Luo Dixing player will advance directly...?"

What this sentence meant was that Luo Dixing didn't have to fight in the first three rounds, and could directly abstain and advance, and then compete with Mo Liangcheng in the final championship match.

The reason why he was so careful to curry favor with him was because this referee had watched Luo Dixing's matches before, and had lingering fears about his vicious methods.I'm afraid that if he is dissatisfied, he will also take the knife on himself.

Luo Dixing glanced coldly at the other contestants: "Why, is there anyone dissatisfied?"

The contestants immediately shook their heads.Luo Dixing does have the strength to fight for the championship, and doing so can't be regarded as opening a back door for him.And for most players, it would be best for Luo Dixing not to participate. On the one hand, their chances of being promoted can be increased, and on the other hand, they can leave the arena intact!

Of course, there are still people who are not satisfied here.Chu Tianyao was trembling with anger at this moment.

Luo Dixing, you actually abstained just like that...!You look down on people too much!I had already planned to defeat you in this competition, and I will be ashamed...!

After taking a few deep breaths, Chu Tianyao calmed down a little.

Forget it, as long as I can defeat Mo Liangcheng and invite the battle as a quasi-champion, I don't believe that you will come up and fight with me!

After obtaining the unanimous approval of all participating players, the referee also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the lottery ball on the table, and asked carefully: "Then can I write your name on it first? This is also for Prevent, when the contestants don't understand..."

Luo Dixing said coldly: "It's up to you." Leaving aside the referee, he stepped off the stage.

The audience on the field watched with great enthusiasm and did not dare to breathe.Blood Rakshasa is really crazy!If it were someone else, who would dare to be so arrogant in the competition of the seven sects?

"Then please come next..." The referee wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Po Yue faction Zhao Qing."

Zhao Qing drew the No. 2 ball.

Among all the participating players, Zhao Qing's strength can be said to be at the bottom, second only to the two passer-by disciples of the Liuying School.Therefore, when seeing him draw No. 2, many people are mentally active, hoping that they can get No. 1.

"Next, Xuantian faction Chu Tianyao."

"I hope it's not number 8..." Although Chu Tianyao was full of confidence, he still had such thoughts in this critical first round.

When he saw the "11" on the lottery ball, his hanging heart finally fell.

"Next, Xuantian sect Ye Shuo."

Ye Shuo briefly rummaged through the lottery box, and randomly picked out a lottery ball that happened to be delivered to him.

"The number is No. 1! So my opponent...is that Zhao Qing from the Breaking Moon Sect?" Ye Shuowang looked at the whiteboard, feeling a bit dumbfounded for a while.

"This kid really hit his luck! The opponent in the first round was so weak! This time, he will advance steadily!" This was the whisper among most of the audience.

"Ye Shuo, I hope your luck can last forever, and then you can fight your way out and get the third place! This is worthy of the spirit stone I bet on you..." There are also a small number of people who bet on Ye Shuo I am secretly rejoicing.

"Shuo'er's luck is really good." Daoist Tianjue looked at Daoist Chen with a smile, "It's Yucheng's turn next, I hope he can also draw an opponent who is easier to deal with what!"

"You old fellow, when did you become so unappreciative?" Daoist Liaochen was so happy from ear to ear because of Ye Shuo's good luck, he couldn't help laughing at this old friend, "If Yucheng knows that Master has no confidence in him, it will discourage his enthusiasm for participating in the competition!"

"You're really good at getting cheap." Daoist Tianjue rolled his eyes, "Yes, with Yucheng's strength, he can handle most of the players. Now that Luo Dixing has also abstained, I I just hope he doesn't draw that cursed number..."

"Next, Situ Yucheng from the Phantom Light faction."

Situ Yucheng's drawing of lots was as straightforward and quick as Xing Shumin's.

He didn't even look at the number, and directly pointed the lottery ball in the direction of the referee.

On it is a flamboyant "8".

Suddenly, the referee's jaw dropped.

The whole place was silent.

Situ Yucheng also realized the weirdness of the atmosphere and glanced at the lottery ball hesitantly.Seeing this, his mood suddenly became complicated.

When this number officially appeared on the stage, Situ Yucheng himself was not doing well, and the audience had completely exploded.

"I'm going, Situ Yucheng is finished! You guys are ready to pay!" The disciples who had placed bets reacted most violently.

"Situ Yucheng! I bet all my belongings on you! Why did you just get the devil's lottery?" The disciples who bet on Situ Yucheng are the most, and they have already died at this time I have my heart.

"Ah! Why!" Tang Ningxin was covering her head and screaming in the auditorium of the Lurking Night faction, "I saw him as a very capable person, that's why I bet him! Why is he so unlucky? Woolen cloth?!"

A female disciple next to her patted her on the shoulder: "Maybe it's because you bet him that his luck got worse..."

Tang Ningxin's luck was really out of reach.Whatever she tried to do, she would basically fail.What's even more frightening is that her bad luck will infect other people.The restaurants she has been to have closed down one after another; none of the couples she has matched can achieve a good result; the players she supports, no matter how strong they are, most of them will end up upset and lose the game.

Moreover, Tang Ningxin's crow's mouth is as effective as a gossip master... That's why Tang Ningxin is known as the "Moving God of Plague" in Qianye School.Because of this, many people from the Qianye faction originally wanted to detain Situ Yucheng, but because they saw Tang Ningxin detaining him, they quickly changed their minds and changed their detainment to other people. transport.

"Why is his luck so bad?!" Daoist Tianjue was beating his chest and feet, and at this moment he looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

Yes, the No. 8 unlucky ghost has to be done by someone after all, but why is it Yucheng? !Yucheng is definitely powerful!His ability to be nominated for the "Final Four" has already proved his strength. If he hadn't met Mo Liangcheng in the first round, he would have a chance to reach the top three!It was all over now, he was destined to be eliminated in the first round!

"Cough...cough..." Ye Shuo's luck was in stark contrast to Situ Yucheng's. Daoist Priest Liaochen didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only comfort him in vain: "Think about it, Even if you don't meet in the first round, maybe you will still meet in the second and third rounds. In that case, wouldn't it be a waste of joy...?"

This passage was obviously a consolation to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds, in exchange for Taoist Priest Tianjue beating his chest and feet more intensely.

(End of this chapter)