Li Qingyang and the others were already used to using the Hidden Cultivation Technique anytime and anywhere, so their aura was very ordinary.
On the other hand, the other sect disciples who entered the arena were all doing their best to show their strongest side in such a grand competition.
It was useless.
Whether he was powerful or not, he would only know after fighting.
Xiao Ziji had been watching the sect disciples enter the arena the entire time. When he saw the rough man who had asked for directions earlier, his eyes immediately flashed with a strong fighting spirit!
His intuition told him that this would be a very good opponent.
The rough man also looked over and grinned.
There was no verbal communication between the two, only eye contact.
Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and said: "From the introduction, he should be the Iron Fist Sect's disciple, Zhao Dazhuang."
Iron Fist Sect.
A third-rate sect.
They majored in fist techniques, especially in the creation of the physical body.
This disciple called Zhao Dazhuang had an indestructible body. If he met his own disciple, he should be able to stage a wonderful battle.
"I'm looking forward to it." Jun Changxiao said.
As the organizers continued to shout out the names of the sects, more and more participants entered the venue.
"Tsk."
An arrogant warrior stood lazily on the high platform and said: "They're all trash. Coming to participate in this kind of competition is nothing more than a waste of time."
His name was Ao Wushuang.
The World Defying Sacred Sect's Young Patriarch.
Although this guy appeared to be very arrogant, he had real ability. He had already broken through to the Martial King realm a few years ago.
In his words, if he was interested in fighting on the Gathering of Heroes List, he would have already occupied the top of the Heaven Rank.
Ao Wushuang looked at a warrior in the distance and said disdainfully: "Trash."
"…"
The corners of Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji and the others' mouths twitched.
Because this guy standing not far away, the trash he was talking about, was Ye Xingchen!
Normally, Junior Brother would always call him trash, but now, he was actually called trash by someone else.
"Are you talking about me?"
Ye Xingchen's face darkened.
Ao Wushuang said indifferently: "What? You still don't admit it when I say you're trash? "
"Crack!"
Ye Xingchen clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "You'd better not meet me. Otherwise, I'll tear that mouth of yours apart!"
"Hey."
Ao Wushuang said, "I didn't expect you to be more arrogant than me."
Ye Xingchen did not say anything else.
With his personality, it was impossible for him to argue with a piece of trash.
Kid.
You'd better pray that you don't meet me, otherwise, I'll make sure you don't die!
The various sects entered one after another.
As the finale, there would definitely be five first-rate sects.
Although they didn't send out their strongest disciples, the aura they exuded after entering the arena still made many participants feel pressured.
The elders of the various sects on the spectator stand prayed silently in their hearts that when the lots were drawn, they would not be drawn against a first-rate sect. Otherwise, they would lose in the first round.
"Tsk."
Ao Wushuang said disdainfully, "Still trash."
He didn't even put a first-rate sect disciple in his eyes. This guy was really arrogant!
…
The two hundred sects participating in the Dragon Tiger Battle were all in position, and the five thousand participants were on the high platform in the middle.
"Everyone must be getting impatient from waiting."
City Lord Han said loudly, "So, let's not waste any more words. Disciples of the various sects, please step forward and draw your first opponent!"
"Coming, coming!"
"I wonder which sect will be the unlucky one to draw a first-rate sect in the first round!"
The spectating martial artists watched with rapt attention.
"Junior Brother."
Lu Qianqian said, "You go."
As the eldest disciple of the sect, she was supposed to represent the Sect of All Times to draw an opponent, but because of her personality, she didn't like to show her face in public.
"Okay."
Li Qingyang stood up and walked over.
"Senior Brother!"
Su Xiaomo shouted, "You must draw a better opponent!"
The disciples of the various sects nearby all laughed when they heard that.
The fifth-rate sects at the bottom would always meet a sect stronger than them no matter how they drew. What kind of better opponent could they meet?
They misunderstood.
Su Xiaomo didn't mean that the opponent was weak, but that their overall strength was stronger. Only then would they have the desire to battle.
"Jun Patriarch."
On the spectator stand, Duan Zishou smiled faintly and said, "Your sect's disciples better not draw my Jinhuang Holy Sect."
"Is that so?"
Jun Changxiao smiled and said to himself, "Qingyang, have better luck. You must draw Jinhuang Holy Sect for me, and then beat them like dogs!"
…
"Ta!"
Li Qingyang stood on the drawing platform.
It was a square box with only a hole that could accommodate a palm. There were many sect tokens inside, and one of them would be the opponent of the first round.
"Phew –"
Li Qingyang took a deep breath.
His draw would determine the sect's opponent.
It was okay to draw a fourth-rate sect, but it would be depressing to draw a first-rate sect.
General Manager Li was under great pressure.
Yi Tianxing, who was in the Heavenly Mandate Royal City, was even more stressed than him. At this time, his heart was in his throat!
In the previous Dragon-Tiger Battle for Hegemony, the sects that were sent were absolutely terrible in drawing lots.
For example, the previous one.
The opponent was a second-rate sect, and they were eliminated in the first round.
For example, the previous one.
Although the opponent was a fourth-rate sect, it was from the Zhongzhuang State, and they were eliminated in the first round.
"God bless!"
Yi Tianxing prayed secretly. "I must draw a fourth-rate sect from another state!"
"Swoosh!"
Li Qingyang raised his hand and reached into the drawing box.
There were tokens inside, and there were restrictions on them. He couldn't use his spiritual senses to see what was written on them.
"Swoosh!"
Li Qingyang quickly withdrew his hand.
The process was very short, and Yi Tianxing subconsciously closed his eyes.
He didn't dare to look! He didn't dare to look!
"The opponent of the Sect of All Times is …" At this time, City Lord Han's deep voice came from the array light screen. "The Great Evolution Holy Sect!"
"Plop!"
Yi Tianxing fell to the ground and said in despair, "A … a first-rate sect!"
"It's over, it's over!"
Mu Changhong broke down. "Five first-rate sects were drawn. That kid must not have washed his hands in the toilet!"
The bustling Qingyang County instantly became abnormally quiet after City Lord Han called out the name of the first-rate sect.
"This luck …"
Ma Yunteng covered his head and said, "No one else!"
The leaders of the various sects in the Dragon Arc Battle venue were also very depressed. After all, they didn't draw their opponents in the first round.
"This newly risen sect actually drew the Great Development Saint Sect!"
"It's over, it's over!"
"Southwest Yangzhou still can't change their fate of being eliminated in the first round."
Everyone immediately started discussing.
Among them, many martial artists who thought that the Sect of All Times would be a dark horse shook their heads and sighed helplessly.
If this third-rate sect encountered a fourth-rate sect from another state, they might be able to advance. However, if they encountered a first-rate sect in the first round, they would definitely be eliminated!
For a moment.
The entire audience was focused on Li Qingyang. Even the projection array gave him a close-up.
This guy was really lucky to draw a first-rate sect.
"Sigh."
Li Qingyang shook his head and then turned around. He looked at his fellow sect members with a helpless expression and said, "I tried my best."
"Crack crack —"
Xiao Ziji, Su Xiaomo, and the others shook their heads and clenched their fists. They grinned and said, "This is exciting!"
They were laughing?
The audience widened their eyes.
Based on the previous plots, shouldn't they be crying and feeling despair after drawing a first-rate sect in the first round?
Duan Zishou was also stunned.
"Hehehe!"
Suddenly, laughter came from the side.
Duan Zishou hurriedly turned his head and saw Jun Changxiao leaning on the chair with one leg crossed. He covered his face with one hand and laughed strangely. "The first round against a first-rate sect is really exciting!"
The disciples of the Sect of All Times were crazy. The Sect of All Times Patriarch was also crazy!
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