Talent Roulette

Chapter 54 First Round

"Brother Literature, what number did you get?"

"No. 44." Wang Xuexue said his number with a look of disgust, obviously dissatisfied with his number, "Junior Brother Zhou Hao, how many numbers did you get?"

"No. 110." Zhou Hao wrinkled his nose. He was also dissatisfied with his luck.

"Sure! Junior brother Zhou Hao, these are three ones. Doesn't this mean that you have a great chance of winning the first place?"

The possibility of being number one is high, because the possibility of being single in this life is high!People in this world don't know the meaning of this number in his previous life.

Wang Wenxue patted Zhou Hao's shoulder lightly, and smiled maliciously, "Junior Brother Zhou Hao, I haven't finished what I just said. The number one I said was counted backwards."

"The reverse number is also the first, and I think it's pretty good."

Wang Xuexue was taken aback for a moment, but you still accepted it... Well, he felt that he had nothing to say.

Not long after the joke was over, 240 inner disciples had a wooden stick in their hands.The lottery has been drawn, and the next step is the competition.

The elders had already arranged the first round of the duel last night, and when the disciples finished drawing lots, they could start the fighting quickly.

On the stone platform, the elder held a battle list of numbers and numbers in his hand, and he cleared his throat.

“一号斗法台，32号对220五号；二号斗法台，170六号对210一号；三号斗法台，八号对190九号；四号斗法台；58号对110二号。”

Every time the elder reported a number, some disciples immediately took the stage. Number 170 was Luo Yunfeng's inner disciple. Zhou Hao hadn't seen him make a move so far.

"Brother Congwen, just kill him with one move."

"That's right, Brother Congwen, quickly resolve the battle!"

Shen Congwen looked calm, then nodded his head lightly, and quickly went to the No. [-] fighting platform. He can be regarded as one of Luo Yunfeng's representatives.

So far, Zhou Hao has not heard Shen Congwen say a word. It seems that he is not a talkative person. From him, Zhou Hao did not feel that kind of coldness.

Shen Congwen's first impression of Zhou Hao was that he was a very ordinary disciple, a disciple without any special characteristics, and this kind of person was the easiest to be ignored.

But such a person is a genius of Luo Yunfeng. It has only been three years since he entered the inner sect, and his realm has not only reached the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining, but also comparable to the level of the seventh level of Qi refining.

"Brother Wen Wen, have you watched Brother Cong Wen's fight?" Zhou Hao asked.

"No." Wang Wenxue shook his head, he had never seen Shen Congwen make a move.

Zhou Hao was actually quite interested in this senior brother Congwen. He really wanted to take a good look at the strength of a monk who was at the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining, which was comparable to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"Senior Brother Congwen's opponent is Zhufeng, but his appearance is very unfamiliar to me. His strength should be considered average, and it is no problem for Senior Brother Congwen to easily obtain it."

On the No. [-] fighting platform, Shen Congwen and a disciple from the main peak had already gone up. After the elder glanced at the two disciples, he gave the password to start fighting.

The two released their spiritual power at the same time, and they both wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon.In general fighting methods, many disciples like to sacrifice the magic weapon first.

"Senior Brother Congwen sacrificed the magic weapon faster than me!" Wang Xuexue sighed. He was also at the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining, and the difference in strength was still obvious.

There is a reason for others to be comparable to monks at the seventh level of Qi Refining. Wang Xuexue knew in his heart that for this alone, he had no chance of winning against Shen Congwen.

Without divine consciousness, it is rare for the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining to sacrifice magic weapons at such a speed, Zhou Hao thought to himself.

"I haven't sacrificed the weapon yet, but Brother Congwen is really amazing!"

"If Shen Congwen doesn't even have this strength, then he won't be called Shen Congwen." Zhang Qiuhe crossed his arms in front of his chest, and there seemed to be something flickering in his eyes.

As Luo Yunfeng's two trump cards, the relationship between him and Shen Congwen is more competitive.

Shen Congwen's magic weapon was a sword, and when the sword flew in front of the main peak disciple, he had just sacrificed his magic weapon.The blade of Shen Congwen's flying sword accelerated again, and the distance from the neck of the main peak disciple was less than half an inch.

In this case, he can only admit defeat, the opponent's strength is far beyond his expectations.

"No. 170 Fighting Stage, No. 77 wins! The next one, No. 230 vs. No. [-] No. [-]!"

Many disciples in the audience were a little surprised by the quick end of the battle at No. 240 fighting stage, but among the [-] disciples, most of them were not surprised by the result of the competition, because they all knew Shen Congwen.

The disciples who fought against Shen Congwen were more unlucky, and he was one of the few disciples.

Shen Congwen returned to Zhou Hao's group. As Tongfeng's inner disciple, they all expressed their congratulations.

"No. 110 Fighting Stage, 38 No. [-] vs. No. [-]!"

"Junior Brother Zhou Hao, it's your turn so soon."

Number 38 is not their Luo Yunfeng's, if in the first round, the disciples from the same vice peak face each other, then the elders of the vice peak can only admit that their luck is not very good.

"It seems that in this competition, I can defeat the enemy with one blow." Zhou Hao glanced at one place, full of confidence.

The disciple who got No. 38 was from Haohai Peak.Hao Haifeng also had two trump cards, Zhou Hao naturally recognized these two trump cards, and this disciple was not a trump card.

"Junior Brother Zhou Hao, you're quite confident!" Zhang Qiuhe smiled softly. Zhou Hao's performance yesterday was enough to make him attach importance to Zhou Hao.

"As long as it's not us, Luo Yunfeng, and a disciple like you, Senior Brother Zhang, I still have some confidence, Junior Brother."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Hao quickly went to the No. [-] fighting platform. It is not a good thing to keep the elders waiting for a long time.

The No. 38 inner disciple on the opposite side is a little fat man, the kind that looks harmless, Zhou Hao will not take it lightly.

Many truths from previous lives have shown that there is no good end to underestimating the enemy.

Fighting begins!
Fatty No. 38 immediately thought of Fajue. Seeing Zhou Hao's astonishing speed, he felt a little flustered, and the speed of Fajue's movement also slowed down a lot.

Zhou Hao was the same as yesterday, after bursting out at an astonishing speed, he ran for a short distance, and the Wind Control Technique had already been cast on him.

The fat man's spell was a fireball. When Zhou Hao was about to approach him, he released it. Zhou Hao easily dodged it, followed by another punch.

Zhao Kang, who was watching the fight on the field, couldn't help but twitched. Isn't this how he lost yesterday.

"Who is this Luo Yunfeng's disciple? Why haven't I heard of him?"

"Another special physique!"

(End of this chapter)