I, the Protagonist Goldfinger

This handsome young man's name is Hua Yuluo, wearing a white silver robe, with thick black hair draped behind him, he looks extraordinary and stands out.

He is the true disciple of the contemporary head, and his strength has already reached the peak of the ninth order of heaven and man. It is only for the sake of the secret realm of Tianjiao that he cannot break through, but his strength is already comparable to that of ordinary Nirvana masters.

In addition to his extraordinary strength, he has already begun to help the head to deal with some matters in the sect. He is long-sleeved and good at dancing, and he is well-mannered. He has a very high prestige among the disciples, and is also well received among the elders.

However, at this time, a Lin Beifan suddenly appeared, and it seemed that he had received the attention of the head and the elders, which made many brothers who supported him feel indignant.

Brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters should love each other and not cause trouble with each other.I'll take this as if you didn't say it, and don't chew your tongue, otherwise, don't blame senior brother for not being sympathetic!" Hua Yuluo scolded.

But brother. . . . . . "The young man was in a hurry.

Don't say too much about the younger brother, if the master and the elders choose him, it means that he has done better than me, and it should be me who should reflect and think about it.Let's not question the decisions of the master and the elders!"

The young man kept his mouth shut, still not angry in his heart.

Hua Yuluo stared at Lin Beifan, her hands clenched tightly, not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

In addition, the representatives of the major holy places and immortal sects all cast their gazes over, looking at Lin Beifan thoughtfully.

Among them, there was a soft-faced and frail young man in brocade clothes, holding a fan in his hand, looking at Lin Beifan with burning eyes, and whispering to an old man next to him, "Who is the young man behind Li Qingshan? "

The voice was hoarse, as if it was deliberately suppressed.

Master Qi, that person is Lin Beifan, a new disciple of Li Qingshan, and I heard that he has a good talent.It's just that it hasn't been revealed so far, and there's very little relevant information. "The old man whispered.

The son-in-law nodded and said nothing.

There is a feeling in my heart that Lin Beifan will have a great influence on his future plans.

At this time, Lin Beifan, who was standing on the high platform, smiled bitterly in his heart. After so many years of hiding, it was finally broken, and he was going to be targeted by others.

I don't know if the master did it on purpose or not, his conscience is bad.

However, Lin Beifan was not afraid of it either.

He just hates trouble, wants to live a peaceful life, and doesn't want to cause so much trouble.But when trouble came to him, he would pick up the butcher's knife without hesitation and cut it off.

Looking at the representatives of various factions in the distance, Lin Beifan's heart moved: "Will there be protagonists among these people?"

Lin Beifan had no hope. After all, there were too few people who could be called protagonists.

Ding! Found a protagonist!"

The head Yuhualou stood up again and said with a smile: "Now, please participate in the large-scale direct disciples, and the inner disciples will draw lots and arrange the matches. After the lottery is over, the competition will begin."

Immediately, nearly a hundred young people jumped into the field.

Master, I'm going!" Lin Beifan said to the elder, and then followed into the arena.

Bai Qinglian trotted over and said excitedly like a little fan girl: "Brother, come on! Come on!"

Lin Beifan smiled helplessly: "What's so good about drawing lots?"

Bai Qinglian was dissatisfied: "Maybe senior brother can draw a good lottery?"

The referee called everyone over and said, "This time, there are 99 people participating in the competition. The person who has drawn No. 1 will compete with the person who has drawn No. 99, the person who has drawn No. 2 will compete with the person who has drawn No. 98, and so on. Since the number of people in the competition is odd, there will be one bye. The person who draws No. 1 is the bye, who will directly participate in the next round of competition. As for who gets the bye, it depends on everyone's luck."

Everyone nodded, indicating that they knew.

So began to draw lots, draw in public, and open it in public, there is no shady.

Lin Beifan was last in line, neither fighting nor robbing, very Buddha-nature.

As a result, after everyone had drawn, only the last lot was left.

Lin Beifan, number 50! Bye!"

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Chapter 24

Everyone looked at them in unison, and the luck was against the sky, and they were directly bye without drawing lots.

Many people who wanted to see Lin Beifan's performance were disappointed.

Everyone looked at Lin Beifan with strange expressions.

Lin Beifan spread out his hands helplessly, and his expression was also quite helpless: "I really can't blame me, I didn't even touch the sign, so it was a bye like this, I can only say luck!"

Everyone's faces twitched, and they really couldn't blame Lin Beifan.

They can only blame themselves, why have they been unable to win the lottery and left the best lottery to him?

Senior Brother, you are amazing!" Bai Qinglian worshipped.

Shit luck!" Jin Yu gritted his teeth.

Lin Beifan floated back to the summit stage.

The first elder didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your luck is really..."

Lin Beifan once again expressed his innocence.

Then, the first round of competition began.

The score was extremely intense and the climax came one after another. The audience clapped and applauded. The elders nodded and smiled, but nothing happened to Lin Beifan.