Chapter 159
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At this time, there were nearly a thousand people on the platform. At a glance, there was a sea of people and it was very lively.
These people's cultivations ranged from the Qi Condensation stage to the Foundation Establishment stage. As for how many people were participating in the Treasure Seizing Conference, no one knew. They would only know when they signed up.
"It's time. All the Fellow Daoists who have come to participate in the Treasure Seizing Assembly, please draw lots and sign up. The Treasure Seizing Assembly will officially begin after the number of people has been tallied." A man's voice that was full of vigor came from the stone platform behind the formation. Everyone on the platform could hear him clearly.
As soon as the voice fell, it immediately attracted the attention of the other cultivators. They stopped talking and moved closer to the stone platform. Wang Changsheng also followed.
Three Huang Family's disciples were standing on the high platform. One of them was a scholarly middle-aged scholar. He was holding a palm-sized conch in his hand. The remaining two people were holding a golden alms bowl. There were dozens of bamboo sticks in the bowl. The last one was holding a red jade pen in his left hand, and a white disc in his right hand.
Seeing the crowd approaching, the middle-aged scholar nodded with satisfaction and said, "I am Huang Yu. On behalf of the Huang Family, I welcome Fellow Daoists to participate in the Treasure Seizing Conference held by our Huang Family. There may be some Fellow Daoists who are not clear about the rules of the Treasure Seizing Conference, but I will simply explain it. The Treasure Seizing Conference is divided into gambling fights and duels.
Unless you are from the same sect or clan, if you draw the same number, you will immediately fight. The loser will be eliminated, and the winner will enter the next round. Then, you will draw lots again until there are ten people left. These ten people will fight in turns. Finally, according to their ranking, they will fight with the disciples of our Huang Family's Hall of Life and Death. Whoever defeats them will receive the corresponding reward. Now, the Fellow Daoists who are participating in the Treasure Seizing Assembly, please step onto the stage and draw lots. "
"Let me make things clear first. Life threatening situations may occur during the battle. Fellow Daoists participating in the Treasure Seizing Assembly must sign a life and death agreement. Life and death are up to fate. Of course, if you voluntarily admit defeat during the battle, we will still lend a hand to save you.
"Didn't you say that you can enter the next round if you win five battles in a row? It seems that Senior Brother Song's information is wrong! Wang Changsheng's expression changed as he thought to himself.
After hearing the middle-aged scholar's words, someone immediately walked up to the stone platform and took out a bamboo stick from the golden alms bowl. After a quick glance, he put it away.
With a thought, Wang Changsheng released his divine sense towards the golden alms bowl. As a result, his divine sense was blocked outside the alms bowl. As a result, the number of the bamboo lot he drew was completely dependent on luck.
Less than half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng walked up to the stone platform and pulled out a bamboo stick from the golden alms bowl. He glanced at it and saw the word "one" written at the end of the bamboo stick. He was actually the first to go up.
After a while, all the bamboo sticks in the golden alms bowl were drawn out. There were still dozens of people in the queue. The middle-aged Confucian scholar then ordered his people to take out dozens of bamboo sticks, and put them in the alms bowl.
Soon, all the contestants drew a bamboo stick.
"Is there anyone else who wants to participate in the Treasure Seizing Assembly? If there is, come and draw a lot. If there isn't, then the battle will begin." The middle-aged Confucian scholar's gaze swept over the onlookers as he asked in a deep voice. The conch in his hand flashed with bursts of white light. Everyone present could hear it clearly.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar asked three times in a row, but no one came forward.
"Since no one has drawn a lot to sign up, the battle will officially begin. Fellow Daoist who has drawn a bamboo stick, please enter the matrix in order," the middle-aged Confucian scholar announced.
Wang Changsheng heard this and nodded. His figure flashed and appeared in the matrix.
At the same time, a white-robed young man with a bamboo pattern on his clothes walked out of the crowd and quickly walked into the matrix.
A middle-aged man dressed in the Huang Family's clothes walked to the front.
In front of Mian, they used red jade brushes to write down their names on the white round plates, and then retreated.
As soon as this person left, the Huang Family cultivator activated the matrix. A huge white light shield covered the two of them. The cultivators outside the light shield could clearly see the situation inside.
The white-robed young man was also in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment, but the magic power fluctuations on his body were slightly stronger than Wang Changsheng's.
"Bitter Bamboo Cliff, Bai Yulin," the white-robed young man politely introduced himself.
"Taiqing Palace, Wang Changsheng," Wang Changsheng also reported his name.
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