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"Then Teacher Ping will directly draw lots to determine their respective opponents." Due to the tight schedule, there was not much time for the disciples below to discuss, so Zhang Jiuming directly signaled Teacher Ping to start.

"Okay, then I'll start drawing lots now."

On the tall martial arts stage, Teacher Ping nodded again, and all the disciples also turned their eyes to the larger martial arts stage than in the previous competition.

After seven days of construction and maintenance, the height of the martial arts platform has reached five meters. It is a cylindrical shape, standing tall in the center of the Phoenix Nest. The entire body of the martial arts platform is densely covered with formations.

At the bottom of the Martial Arts Stage, ten old men sitting cross-legged on the ground are waiting in ten directions. They have long hair and beards, eyes closed, and their strength is immeasurable.

These people are ascetics sent by the high-level Huaxia, and they are responsible for mobilizing the formations above the cylindrical martial arts platform.

Today's Martial Arts Stage is a world of its own, as long as the disciples stand on it and the array moves, mountains, rivers, trees, and various strange scenes will appear.

Moreover, the scenes that appear are all real, because the seemingly ordinary Martial Arts Stage is a large space array personally set up by a high-ranking Huaxia expert. Standing on it is almost equivalent to appearing in another world.

The scenes that happened in that world will be reflected on Fengchao's martial arts stage through the combination of array text and today's top technology, and it will look very real.

For this last match alone, the various sects spent more than 500 million yuan, which can be said to be a huge cost.

Only the strong are worthy to stand on such a luxurious stage!

"I have five balls in my hand. The number one is Kongtong Situ Feng, the second is Emei Li Xiao, the third is Taishan Feng Feiyue, the fourth and fifth are Shi Kong and Shi Hui respectively. Due to the absence of Li Xiao, his ball I took it out and put it aside."

In order to prove fairness, Teacher Ping took out Li Xiao's number ball in public, then threw the remaining four balls into an iron box, and then stretched his hand into it: "Now, I will start to draw."

After the words fell, he grabbed one.

Teacher Ping's tone, movements, and demeanor were all as calm as ever.

Grabbing the number ball, all the disciples stared at his hands and face curiously, wanting to know who it was in advance, but it was a pity that no clue could be seen from his expression.

Situ Feng, Feng Feiyue, and Shi Kong Shihui, the four disciples all had uneasy expressions and stared at the iron box.

Faced with countless expectant eyes, Teacher Ping rarely showed a smile, and said kindly: "The first contestant in the first round is..."

"Number four, Shaolin Shikong!"

call!

As soon as Teacher Ping's words came out, he showed the number ball.

The people below immediately became lively, and they all looked at a kind-hearted male disciple among the Shaolin monks.

The disciple's face was quite young, and he looked only in his twenties. When Teacher Ping read his name, he was obviously a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.

Swish!

With a light tap on the tiptoe, Shi Kong made a superficial touch, jumped up the steps, and came to the center of the martial arts stage.

"Then, the next one is..."

Glancing at Monk Shikong, Teacher Ping reached into the iron box again to extract the second person.

Except for Shi Hui, Feng Feiyue and Situ Feng are both eager to try, hoping to draw themselves.

"Number five, Shi Hui!"

Teacher Ping took out the ball and repeated: "Shaolin, Shi Hui!"

As soon as her name came out, there was a burst of sighs.

"Shaolin's luck is not very good, it's actually drawn from the same sect."

"Yeah, this is a good show. Who do you think will win?"

"Of course it's Shi Kong, he's a seeded Shaolin player."

Everyone was talking about it, but Shi Hui among the Shaolin crowd was a little stunned and helpless, obviously she didn't expect that Shi Kong's opponent would be her.

"I……"

"I surrender!"

Just as Shi Hui was about to say something, on the martial arts stage, Shi Kong suddenly said loudly: "This match, I admit defeat!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

"What, admit defeat?!"

"Damn, do you want to do this, I secretly bought 10,000 yuan and he made it into the top three, so I admit defeat?"

"I wipe it, it's too shameless, how can it be like this!"

"Wow, I really want such a senior monk, how considerate!"

"Pants are all off, just show me this?

"..."

The monk's words caused an uproar, some scolded him, some praised him, and of course, most of them were idlers making noises.

Everyone was ready to watch a game between geniuses and geniuses, but after a long while, this guy actually conceded defeat. How is this different from surrendering before the start of the business?

The scolding was endless, and even the helmsmen were speechless, but their gazes were not comparable to those of the disciples. Everyone looked at Abbot Shaolin one after another, and saw that his expression was calm, as if he had expected it.

This scene surprised them slightly.

Could it be that Shi Hui, who does not show mountains and does not leak water, is more powerful than Shi Kong?

This thought came to mind, and everyone was shocked.

On the martial arts stage, Teacher Ping was very calm and asked: "Shi Kong, are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Shi Kong nodded, and immediately walked down the stage step by step, returned to Shaolin's position, and smiled at Shi Hui: "Junior Sister, it's up to you for the rest."

"Well, don't worry senior brother, I will work hard." Shi Hui nodded calmly.

"In the first match, Shi Kong conceded defeat, and the winner is Shi Hui!" On the martial arts stage, Teacher Ping announced the result in a high-profile manner amidst a lot of scolding, and continued, "Then in the second match, Taishan Fenglei, Confront Kongtong Situ Feng!"

Even though Feng Chao was very noisy, Teacher Ping's sonorous and powerful words still spread throughout the audience and entered everyone's ears.

Soon, the scolding disappeared, and the audience gradually became quiet.

Situ Feng is known as the most likely seed player to win the first place this time, and Feng Feiyue is also a leader of Huashan, and the daughter of the head of Huashan faction, both in terms of talent and background are exceptionally strong,

Men are talented and women are graceful.

The battle between the two of them was enough to overwhelm the unhappiness that Shi Kong had brought to everyone before, all the disciples boiled up again, and shouts spread to every corner.

"Is it finally my turn?" Feng Feiyue smiled at the cigarette holder, waving a long whip in his hand, the spiritual energy scattered and hit the ground.

Snapped!

With the help of spiritual energy, the wind leaps several meters, and the purple clothes flutter, like a fairy descending from the earth, graceful and graceful, descending on the Yanwu stage.

Situ Feng also didn't give in at all, he dropped ten times with one force, leaped lightly, flew over the eaves and walls, turned onto the martial arts platform, his movements were clean and agile, he didn't even use his spiritual energy from the beginning to the end.

Just the appearance of the two of them brought a small climax to the entire Fengchao.

"Then, let's stop talking nonsense, and the martial arts competition will officially begin!" Teacher Ping shouted loudly, and immediately the whole person jumped off the martial arts stage.