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Chapter 65 Chapter 063: Draw lots
Linghu Chong asked: "What's the matter?"

Ren Yingying said: "Don't participate in the League Competition tomorrow, go back to the Huashan School!"

"Huh?" Linghu Chong was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "How is this possible? Master and wife will not agree."

"Listen to me, you don't come to participate in the League Competition tomorrow no matter what." Ren Yingying looked at him with beautiful eyes, her expression was serious, and her tone was cold.

Linghu Chong was stunned: "Why?"

"Don't ask so many questions! Remember, you can't tell anyone about this matter. You just need to find a reason not to participate in tomorrow's meeting."

After Ren Yingying finished speaking, she twisted her delicate body and disappeared into the vast night.

Linghu Chong stood there blankly, thinking about what Ren Yingying said just now.

What is the reason why he is not allowed to participate in tomorrow's alliance meeting?
At least one thing Linghu Chong can be sure of is that Ren Yingying must be doing it for his own good.

Could it be that there will be an accident at tomorrow's alliance meeting?
But what accident will happen, Wuyue Sword Sect doesn't know, but Ren Yingying knows?
Could it be related to the Sun Moon God Sect?

Linghu Chong's heart sank immediately.

Although he vaguely guessed the answer, he couldn't betray Ren Yingying and tell others about it.

Tell Master to be more careful in the martial arts competition tomorrow.

This time all the elites of the Wuyue Sword Sect were in Qixia Town, so the Sun Moon God Sect did not dare to act rashly.

What's more, Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple and Daoist Master Qingfeng of Wudang School were both present, and the Sun Moon God Sect could not easily provoke them.

Putting his mind away, Linghu Chong performed lightness kung fu and returned to the room.

The next day, the sun was rising and the autumn wind was brisk.

In Jushi Valley, all Five Sacred Sword Sects were present and sat on the platform of our sect.

Linghu Chong looked around and didn't see anything unusual.

"Master, you have to be more vigilant today." Linghu Chong said vaguely.

"Well, I know it as a teacher." Yue Buqun thought that Linghu Chong was referring to the martial arts competition.

People in the Jianghu martial arts forest in Qixia Town also took their positions early, waiting for the start of the martial arts competition.

Today is the battle of the Five Sacred Sect Leaders, it can be imagined that it will be wonderful!

"Amitabha." Master Fangzheng proclaimed the Buddha's name at the judges' platform, and the excited and noisy people around him suddenly fell silent.

"Today there will be a master martial arts contest, and the final winner will be the leader of the next Five Sacred Sword Sect. For the sake of fairness, the five masters are invited to draw lots and compete in groups."

Daoist Qingfeng said: "These five lots each have a number written on them, two of which have a number of 1, two of which have a number of 2, and one of which has a number of 0. Those who catch the same number, There will be a martial arts competition, and those who catch the number 0 will directly enter the next round of martial arts."

"Now, I invite all the heads to come and draw lots for the battle."

The five masters used lightness kung fu to swipe towards the judging panel, each with different levels of lightness kung fu, although it was slightly lower than Master Fangzheng and Daoist Qingfeng, but they were at least a few dozen feet away.

The audience around couldn't help cheering!
The five masters flew over to the judging table and looked at the five lots on the table. Everyone hoped that they could grab lottery 0 and directly enter the next round of competition.

"Leader Zuo, invite you first!" Yue Buqun made a gesture of invitation to Zuo Lengchan.

Zuo Lengchan smiled slightly: "It's still Master Yue, please catch it first!"

"It's just a lottery, why push back and forth. Since none of you are willing to grab it first, then let Pindao do it first."

The fiery Tianmen Taoist stepped forward and grabbed a ball of paper on the table.

Expand it and see that it is a word.

The other four were secretly happy, they had another chance to catch No. 0.

Taoist Tianmen threw the ball of paper on the ground, secretly saying that it was bad luck.

Among the five masters, Taoist Tianmen is the weakest in martial arts. If he catches No. 0 and waits for the other four masters to fight before fighting him, he may still have a glimmer of hope.

But now, he played in the first round, and his elimination is basically set.

Mrs. Dingxian was the second to grab the ball of paper on the table.

Expand it and see that it is a word.

Dingxian frowned slightly, squeezed his palm, and the ball of paper in his hand turned into powder and scattered.

The other three were overjoyed again, and had another hope.

Mo Da stretched out his hand to grab a ball of paper, thought for a moment, put it down again, and grabbed another ball of paper.

After a little hesitation, he unfolded the ball of paper.

Everyone looked at it, it was a word.

Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun looked at each other and smiled.

Mo Da crushed the ball of paper. Although he didn't catch No. 0, it was better to catch No. 1 than No. 2.

No. 1 is Tianmen Taoist, and No. 2 is Master Dingxian.

Master Dingxian's martial arts is obviously much higher than Taoist Tianmen.

Against Master Dingxian, Mo Da is only [-]% sure, but against Taoist Tianmen, Mo Da is [-]% sure.

Now Yue Buqun and Zuo Lengchan are left without drawing lots.

The two balls of paper on the table are number 0 and number 2 respectively.

"Master Yue, invite you first!" Zuo Lengchan gave way with a smile.

Judging from the catches of the first three people, it seems that the No. 0 lottery is the most difficult to catch.

The corner of Yue Buqun's mouth twitched, and he sneered, "Since the leader of the Zuo leader doesn't dare to arrest him, it doesn't matter if Yue is arrested first."

After saying that, he grasped the air with his palm, and one of the paper balls flew into his hand, while the other paper ball didn't move at all.

Everyone was slightly surprised!

Of course it's nothing to grab a ball of paper, for these five masters, even a [-]-jin man can suck it with his palm within ten feet.

Of course, it's another matter if the big man knows martial arts.

But now that there are two balls of paper on the table, if you have to use your palm to pick up one ball and fly towards it, the other paper ball doesn't move at all. One can imagine how difficult it is to control this kind of palm force.

However, Zuo Lengchan didn't care.

Precise control of palm force does not mean that internal strength must be higher than him, and it does not mean that martial arts are stronger than Zuo Lengchan.

"Sorry, Yue caught No. 0." Yue Buqun unfolded the ball of paper and laughed.

Zuo Lengchan's face collapsed!
At the last moment, No. 0 was still arrested by Yue Buqun.

He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, if he knew this, he shouldn't have let Yue Buqun catch him first.

Now the only remaining lot is a 2, which means that he will be fighting against Master Dingxian.

Although Zuo Lengchan's martial arts is still very sure that he can beat Master Dingxian, but if he can save some of his strength for the final battle, then his chances of succeeding as the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains will be even safer.

People from all around the martial arts world don't know how the lottery will be won on the stage, and they all waited eagerly.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fangzheng proclaimed the Buddha's name, stood in front of the stage and announced loudly: "The lottery is over, and the first round of competition will be between Mo Da, the leader of the Hengshan School, and Daoist Tianmen, the leader of the Taishan School."

Daoist Qingfeng continued: "The second round of competition will be Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Songshan School, against Master Dingxian, the leader of the Hengshan School."

"Yue Buqun, head of the Huashan School, will directly enter the next round of competition."

After the announcement, Mo Da and Taoist Tianmen flew to the arena and stood on the boulders, while the other three masters performed lightness kung fu and returned to the stage of their sect.

Mo Da stood with his hands behind his back on a boulder about three feet high, and a bleak autumn wind blew in, making the rustling sound of Mo Da's green shirt, and his haggard figure was even more desolate.

(End of this chapter)