Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 202: bye bye
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Under the spotlight, Ji Ningshuang took the seat.
However, the shock she gave to the scene was still not annihilated. This was a feast exclusively for her.
In the exclamation, Cheng Kun has slowly stood up. He who stood above him first looked around and his mouth was filled with playful smiles. Then he said, "Thanks to all the Taoists for their appreciation, it ’s an honor to be honored, then, three Three Grand Competitions once a year are now started. "
Some words, Zhengyang Sect, Azure Cloud Sect and Hengyue Sect directions, all of them got up, needless to say, they were three true disciples of Grand Competition.
Three cases of Grand Competition, in order to be fair, will determine the opponent by drawing lots.
Naturally, luck is also a part of strength. If a true disciple who cultivates weakly draws a disciple who cultivates strong, it is naturally unlucky, but if a disciple who cultivates strong draws a weak disciple, that is definitely one happy event.
So, the question is coming.
Each of the three cases sent nine true disciples to fight, that is, twenty-seven people, and two pairs of duels, that is, thirteen groups. The extra one is naturally bye.
Therefore, in the first round of elimination, the person who passed the round can advance to the semi-finals without a duel. This is the three Grand Competition's historical rules.
Of course, since it is a lottery, it is possible that the same disciples met each other.
Under the spotlight, twenty-seven true disciples have come to power and queued for the draw.
"Hopefully some of us will draw that round of number fourteen." In the queue, Situ Nan did not forget to smile at the brothers.
"Why are you so crap." Ye Ru Xue pushed Situ Nan, "Hurry up, it's you."
"What anxious." Situ Nan sullied, and reached into the small wooden box for a while, and then grabbed a small wooden sign, glanced at the number above, and simply dragged his head away, "Fuuuck, number eight."
After Situ Nan, Ye Ru Xue they also stepped forward and drew a small wooden sign.
After reaching Ye Chen, he reached into the wooden box and took out a small wooden sign casually. After glancing at it, he was a little surprised.
Huh?
The Shi Yan standing behind him caught a glimpse, and could not help but startled, "No. 14."
"It seems that I am transferring!" Ye Chen grinned and took the number plate down the battle platform.
Soon, the lottery of the true disciple is finished.
But after the announcement of the opponent's list, Sifang's face was mostly strange, and the voice of discussion immediately sounded.
"Fuck it! Of the 27 people, the lowest Ye Chen was actually the No. 14 card."
"This means that he was the first person to advance to the semi-finals of the three Grand Competitions of this session before he started?"
"No way, God cares for the weak."
"Visually, this kid stepped on **** before going out." The old man Zhuge nudged his beard and said with a serious heart.
In the discussion, Ye Chen has returned to his seat.
"Boy, you can do it!" Pang Dachuan looked at Ye Chen blankly.
"Luck."
"However, the opponents drawn by my Hengyue Sect disciples are not optimistic!" Aside, Dao Xuan Venerable frowned into a line.
"Not only is it not optimistic, but it's miserable!" Chu Ling'er rubbed his brow hard and couldn't bear to look directly.
After hearing that, Ye Chen looked at the battle list, and his brows were frowned at the same time.
Liu Yi played against Hua Yun, which ranked second in the Zhengyang Sect Nine True Legends.
Zhou Ao, the No. 1 disciple of Nie Feng's Azure Cloud Sect Nine True Story.
Nangong Yue played against Meng Yunran, ranked fourth in the Zhengyang Sect Nine True Stories.
Situ Nan is playing against Li Xinghun, the second-ranked Azure Cloud Sect nine true biography;
Duan Yu played against Han Jun, ranked third in the Zhengyang Sect Nine True Stories.
Ye Ru Xue is playing against the white wing disciple of the Zhengyang Sect Nine True Legends;
Shi Yan played against Yang Xu, a disciple of Azure Cloud Sect ’s Nine Great True Stories, ranked sixth;
The worst is Yang Bin, the first battle of three Grand Competition, the matchup is Profound Spirit Body of Zhengyang Sect, and Ji Ningshuang which is ranked first in the Nine Great True Legends.
"You don't need to be so nonsense." Seeing this, Ye Chen has an urge to curse his mother.
Although Liu Yi is the first true disciple of Hengyue Sect, due to Dao injury, even 60% of the combat power cannot be brought into play, but it is Hua Yun.
Be aware that Hua Yun was once the first true disciple of Zhengyang Sect. Only because Profound Spirit Body was born out of the blue, his ranking became second. His strength, even in the peak period of Liu Yi, is not necessarily seen. Can win.
Now, the trade-offs and trade-offs, Liu Yi vs. Hua Yun, will definitely lose.
Yang Bin, not to mention, it is Ji Ningshuang, and there is no need to fight at all.
As for Nie Feng, Situ Nan, Duan Yu, Ye Ru Xue, and Shi Yan, the opponents they encountered were ranked higher than Zong within them.
So, in addition to Nangong Yue and the by-pass Ye Chen, the three Grand Competition knockouts, Hengyue Sect nine true biography, seven people will be brushed down in the first round.
"Is this thief God sincere." The Situ Nan on the side already couldn't bear to look directly at his face.
"You don't know, but I can't beat the white wing." Ye Ru Xue rubbed his brow hard.
"Although I knew I would lose, I never thought that Hengyue would lose so badly in the knockout." The always calm Duan Yu shook his head helplessly.
"Otherwise, let ’s just go home!"
Click! Click!
Yang Dingtian ’s fist has been squeezed, and his face is ugly to the extreme, and Feng Wuhen ’s face is not very beautiful.
Compared to them, Azure Cloud Sect and Zhengyang Sect were much more gloating. The true disciples of Hengyue Sect were divided by his two stronger disciples. As a result, they were very willing to see.
"So, Hengyue Sect can be ignored." Cheng Kun in the high position, leisurely turning the thumb on the thumb, full of eyes's abuse, "Nangong Yue is not afraid, even if it reaches the semifinals, it is difficult to reach the finals. Ye Chen, an Mortal Origin Stage, he is nothing. "
"Fuuuck, what a nonsense grouping." On the other side, Zhuge old man scolded, "Laozi just looked at the babies of Hengyue Sect and looked at him. What the **** did they suck."
"The first round of Hengyue Sect is almost wiped out by the whole army!" The Shangbo's Elder Bo shook his head helplessly.
"The strongest disciples of Hengyue are likely to lose, but the weakest Ye Chen can qualify for the semifinals, which is really funny."
In the voice of discussion, Wu Changqing of Zhengyang Sect has already been on the stage, "Hengyue Sect Shi Yan, Azure Cloud Sect Yang Xu, duel on stage."
"The hand is here." In the direction of Azure Cloud Sect, a white robe disciple immediately went to the battle platform, and he did not forget to glance at the direction of Hengyue Sect with a provocative eye. His eyes finally fixed on Shi Yan and abused, " If you ’re afraid of losing, you do n’t have to come up. ”
"Even if you lose, you have to rip your skin down." Shi Yan coldly immediately rushed to the battle platform.