Space Farmer's Farming Story

Chapter 1140 There Are Two Brushes

With Lin Jian'er's victory over Zhao Feibai, the eighth group has been successfully promoted.Lin Jian'er entered the next round with a record of nine points and a complete victory.

The results of the tenth group also came out, and Xiao Chen successfully advanced to the first round.

For this result, the disciples in the auditorium were very surprised, especially Lin Jian'er in the eighth group.

There were [-] groups in the audience, but [-] monks qualified, all because two of them had the same points in three groups.Including the top ten inner disciples of the seeded players, a total of [-] people began to sprint for the position of the top ten inner disciples.

There are new faces entering every year, and of course someone gets pushed out of that position every year.Everyone fought for ten positions.

"There are two brushes." Huang Shitian walked past Xiao Chen.

The other disciples of the inner sect walked past Xiao Chen without even looking at him.Qian Sanqing, who was walking at the back, stopped, "You better pray that you don't meet other people tomorrow. Those people are all perverts. I wish you good luck."

Wang Meng looked at Lin Fang'er and Xiao Chen who were leaving with a cold face.

Before the start of the game on the second day, [-] contestants will draw lots separately, draw those with the same number, and compete with each other. Every time they win a game, they will get one point. In the end, the top ten players will be selected based on all the points.

As a disciple entering the second round, he naturally didn't want to meet people like Ji Yankong and Feng Yu as soon as he entered the field. Sometimes the competition is also based on luck.

One of the disciples drew out a lottery and muttered, "Don't touch Ji Yankong."

The disciple sneaked a glance at the number plate, and was suddenly overjoyed, "Oh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous, I didn't meet Ji Yankong."

"Who is Number Eight?"

"Who is NO.14?"

One of the disciples yelled, "Let me go, I will face Wang Lin as soon as I come up, and it will be bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Not far away, Wang Lin cast an unkind look, and the disciple didn't dare to speak.

Suddenly there was a scream from the crowd, and a disciple looked at the number plate in his hand with a disinterested expression on his face, "Damn it, it's actually number one."

Someone walked up to the disciple and looked at him sympathetically, "Junior brother, take care."

The disciple was crying, "As soon as I came up, I met Ji Yankong, the sky is going to kill me."

"Brother, take care."

At this time, Lin Fang'er and Xiao Chen also went up to draw lots.

"What number did you draw?" Lin Fanger asked.

"Number three."

Lin Jian'er looked down at her number plate, "I am number six."

Most of them found corresponding opponents, Lin Fang'er and Xiao Chen were not in a hurry to find someone.At this time, someone in the crowd shouted, "Who is number three?"

Lin Fang'er walked over, "I am."

When the chubby monk saw that it was Lin Jian'er and her cultivation, a big smile appeared on his face, "Oh, it turns out to be my junior sister, I'm sorry."

On the other side, Xiao Chen also found an opponent, luckily he wasn't one of the top ten disciples of the inner sect.

Opponents in each group came to the stage separately, and Lin Fanger stood opposite a chubby monk. In the cultivation world, it is very rare to see such a monk, because once the marrow is washed and enlightened, the body will be reshaped, so there is no such thing in the cultivation world. ugly people.The monk in front of him is an exception.

"Under the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"Lin Fanger."

Wan Zhongshan jumped away from the center and walked to the edge of the competition platform, "Wanxiang rushes to the thunder."

"Ripples of water, go."

A ray of blue water-like light rushed forward, facing countless majestic elephants, and the two sides collided together, bursting out flames in an instant.

(End of this chapter)