As Zhao Yuande listened, he secretly nodded his head. In this way, no one would have any objections, and they would also feel the humanity of the Sect, which would increase the cohesion of many people.
"This time, there are exactly ten people left. We will decide by drawing lots, and the ones with the same number will be your opponents!"
The old steward once again took out the Martial Nephew's jade lot and held it in his hand.
"Now, the two disciples who have drawn the number one will start the competition!" The old steward looked at the crowd.
"I'm number one!" Lu Tian quickly saw his number, and he could not help but sweep his gaze over.
"I'm also number one!" At this time, a square-faced youth raised the jade lot in his hand.
This square-faced youth had a dignified look on his face, and he looked at Lu Tian with a slight trace of fear.
"Hehe! Fang Zhen Yuan, do you still want to fight? "Lu Tian looked at this youth, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a mocking arc.
"Fight! Why wouldn't I fight? Although I am not your opponent, I will absolutely not back down from a fight! "Fang Zhen Yuan took a step forward and arrived at the center of the Battle Stage.
He cultivated the Hundred Battle Arts, and had experienced hundreds of battles, and constantly improved through these hundreds of battles! Surrendering without a fight would cause him to lose confidence, and would ruin his efforts.
"Since that's the case, I'll fulfill your wish!" Lu Tian also took a step forward and arrived opposite of Fang Zhen Yuan, and sneered, "I'll let you make the first move! Otherwise, you may not have the chance later! "
"Hundred Battles Battlefield!"
Fang Zhen Yuan shouted loudly, and waved the halberd in his hand, and suddenly the sky changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.
Everyone instantly felt as if they had appeared in a tragic battlefield, and countless powerful warriors were killing each other. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and heads rolled in all directions. The scene was extremely horrifying.
"Insignificant skill! Break for me! "Lu Tian entered the battle, and his face no longer had that arrogant and overbearing look.
He used his bare hands to send out a palm wind, and suddenly a fierce wind blew between the heaven and earth, and dust rose in all directions.
An ancient mountain pressed down from the void, and the surrounding void emitted a loud rumbling sound.
"Oh! The perfect fusion of wind and mountain. This person has completely comprehended the Laws of Wind and the Laws of Earth. Moreover, he has perfectly fused them together. If this is his own comprehension, this person's comprehension ability is absolutely heaven-defying! "Zhao Yuande whispered to Li Jingyang beside him as he watched the battle.
"No! This is the super power that made Grand Elder Lu famous. It is also one of the most powerful super powers of the Ulti-mystery Sect, 'Mountain Suppression.' However, Grand Elder Lu made some slight changes and integrated the Way of Wind into it, "Li Jingyang explained.
"Even if this guy didn't comprehend it himself, it's still very terrifying. He's known as one of the strongest geniuses! Brother Zhao, you have to be careful. "Ning Xin's face turned serious as well.
After she had lost to Zhao Yuande the last time, she had returned to the Sect and diligently cultivated, bitterly going into seclusion. Just when she thought that her strength had greatly improved and that she had the qualifications to challenge Zhao Yuande, she had been defeated by this Lu Tian in a single move.
At that time, Lu Tian had used this move in actual combat!
"This person only needed one move to defeat me!" Zhao Yuande's words were indifferent, but the two people beside him were dumbfounded.
"This … Brother Zhao, don't be careless!" Li Jingyang was stunned for a long time before reminding him.
"Good! Good! Brother Zhao, I'll wait for you to defeat him in one move! "Fan Ying's eyes sparkled.
"Kacha!"
Under the pressure of the super power, the illusory battlefield suddenly collapsed. Fang Zhen flew out with a muffled groan and almost fell off the stage.
"Ah!" He crawled up, his pale face showing slight disappointment.
"Lu Tian wins!" The old steward immediately announced.
Lu Tian proudly turned his head to look at Zhao Yuande with a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Zhao Yuande was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just chatted and laughed with Li Jingyang and Ning Xin.
Seeing this scene, Lu Tian's proud look disappeared, and the gloomy look on his face became more and more intense.
"The two people who drew number two come up the stage!" The old steward looked at the remaining eight people.
"Me!" When Ning Xin heard this, she was a little nervous and jumped onto the stage.
"And me!" A very calm and quiet voice sounded in everyone's ears.
"It's Duanmu Feiyun! Looks like Junior Sister Ning is going to lose this time! " Li Jingyang saw the quiet girl on the stage and couldn't help but show a touch of worry on his face.
"That's right! The Mountain Suppression Tyrant Body isn't something that Junior Sister Ning can defeat. Even Senior Brother Li, you might not necessarily … "Zhao Yuande said until here and felt that he had said too much.
"It's fine! I know that I have secretly fought with Duanmu Feiyun before. I'm not her opponent at all! This girl is not much worse than Lu Tian! "Li Jingyang waved his hand, a trace of loneliness on his face.
A person who claimed to be number one in the Outer Sect had been defeated consecutively. Anyone would be disappointed.
"Brother Li, don't be discouraged. The road of cultivation is long and no one dares to predict what will happen in the future. How many geniuses have fallen in the long river of time? How many of the current Immortal Emperors are the same as the geniuses of the past?" Zhao Yuande's words were light but thought-provoking.
As the saying goes, the onlooker sees the game more clearly. Zhao Yuande's words had instantly enlightened Li Jingyang, causing the gloominess he felt from losing to Lu Tian and Duanmu Feiyun to instantly vanish into thin air.
Just as they expected, Ning Xin fought with all her strength for dozens of breaths, but in the end, she was sent flying by a palm strike.
Anyone could see that Duanmu Fei Yun was being lenient!
"Duanmu Feiyun wins! Next, the two people who drew number three come up the stage. "The steward announced.
"It's my turn!" Li Jingyang's fighting spirit was burning as he strode onto the stage.
"Senior Brother Li, please advise me!" The person on the stage opposite him was a delicate and pretty girl.
"Junior Sister Gong, be careful!" Li Jingyang cupped his hands.
After being warned by Zhao Yuande, his fighting spirit was high and the battle between the two was about to start.
Obviously, the two of them understood each other. This girl called Gong Xiaodie also knew that she was not a match for Li Jingyang. After ten breaths of time, she directly admitted defeat.
"Li Jingyang wins! Two people with number four come up! "
A skinny young man slowly walked onto the battle stage with a long sword in his arms.
He just stood in the middle of the stage and suddenly, a heart-palpitating sharpness and fierceness appeared, causing fear in the hearts of people.
"Sword Demon Jiang Jian is indeed extraordinary. Just this aura alone makes me lose the courage to fight with him."
"That's right! Standing in front of him, I feel like my heart will be pierced by ten thousand swords at any time. "
"…"
Below the stage, countless people were discussing spiritedly. Looking at the thin and weak youth, they were both excited and fearful.
The one who appeared opposite the thin and weak youth was a veiled woman. The woman's eyes flickered for a moment before she finally shook her head.
"I admit defeat!" The woman's helpless voice sounded.
"Jiang Jian wins! Next is the last match! "The old steward looked at Zhao Yuande and Sun Wen. This last match was the one he was looking forward to the most.
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