"Go on stage and draw lots."

Wu Xuantong took a sip of wine, moistened his throat, and made a sound that resounded throughout the venue.

The noise was instantly heard, and all those who advanced lined up to take the stage.

There was only one person who couldn't be moved. He just sat there with his eyes closed and calmed down. He didn't seem to hear Wu Xuantong's words. It was Chu Wushuang. He was so arrogant that he was a little arrogant. He made it clear in the silence. You can draw whatever you want. Leave the last sign.

Give it to me, it doesn't matter who your opponent is.

Tsk tsk tsk!

There was a lot of tutting at the scene, look...this is really cool.

Wu Xuantong coughed dryly, "Okay, if you don't want to smoke, I won't smoke. I will open the back door."

However, deep down in his heart, the old man was quite unhappy.

Everyone is here, take one! I am the boss after all, so I don’t give you face like this. If it weren’t for the fact that you are a talent, or for the sake of being a handsome woman, I would have to teach you what the rules are.

"The heavenly spirit and the earthly spirit have allowed me to draw Ji Hen."

"Heavenly spirit and earth spirit, let me draw Ji Hen."

Whenever there is a draw of lots, there is always a lot of chattering.

This time, it was the young master of the Tang Sect and the big man Man Teng. They were talking to each other in tandem. It was understandable that one was knocked down by Zhao Yun and the other was kicked by Ji Hen. They both wanted to find their little brother.

Come back from a place.

"There are always people looking for excitement." Qingyao shook her head and smiled in her heart.

People like Man Teng and Tang Hao are this kind of people.

Not to mention one-on-one, he can't beat Zhao Yun at all, and he doesn't have a long memory.

Twenty-one people drew lots, and there were twenty-two signs hanging on the wall. Wu Xuantong helped Chu Wushuang hang up the sign. After hanging it, he looked at Lin Xie with pity, just because Lin Xie drew

The opponent I arrived was Chu Wushuang, and... this was the first match.

"My luck has run out." Su Yu sighed.

Yesterday I ran into Mo Dao who was seriously injured and advanced without a fight.

Today! I hit the strongest one with one shot, well...that is, Chu Wushuang.

"Good luck."

Mu Qinghan smiled, referring to himself as well as Zhao Yun.

The two of them faced off against very strong disciples. As expected, they were able to advance steadily.

"My hand! It's open!"

"I'm pretty lucky."

The battle list has been announced, some are happy and some are worried.

"I'll let you escape this time." Tang Hao and Man Teng looked at Zhao Yun with dark faces.

I prayed all the way, but I didn't get it.

Those who drew lots have all stepped down.

Only Lin Xie stayed on the battlefield. Not to mention the disciples in the audience, even Wu Xuantong and the elders raised their eyebrows. Looking at Lin Xie's posture, he was obviously looking for Chu Wushuang to practice!

That's right, abstention means complete elimination, and a fight is still necessary.

Zhao Yun watched silently. Like him and many others, Chu Wushuang had never seen him take action since the new sect competition. They all wanted to see what the background of that proud girl was.
Chapter completed!