The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 922: The opening of the ring battle
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Three days are fleeting.
Early in the morning, Chen Fan finished his day of practice, recalled the drunk Tweet on the table to his storage bag, and then walked out of his room.
At this moment, everyone is ready to go to Lingyunzong Disciple Square under the leadership of Guo Mingfeng.
Along the way, all the people of the sect have appeared, and they have gathered into a torrent and marched together.
Chen Fan also saw Murong Bo and looked at each other from a distance, only to see that the other party still maintained a humble posture, and nodded at him.
Not long after, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect had arrived at the square. At this moment, many disciples of the Lingyun Sect had gathered in the square.
I want to come to watch the excitement.
In terms of the number of people, the Lingyunzong disciples are probably only a small group, and most of them are impatient, as if they were forcibly summoned.
This competition, which is extremely important to the junior forces, may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the disciples of the intermediate forces.
Walking through the crowd and coming to the forefront, the fifteen arenas have now been set up, and they have all been numbered.
In the top position, a Lingyunzong elder wearing a white robe sat in it. Apart from this, there was no high-level presence on the Lingyunzong side, but some deacons were keeping order around.
"Since you are all present, let's start the draw, who is the turn to play against and walk on the ring."
As the elders spoke, the deacon of Lingyunzong came forward with the box of lottery, and everyone draws lots one by one.
Because of the large number of people, the arena will go through almost five rounds, represented by A, B, C, D, and E in turn.
Chen Fan's serial number is B12, which means that his battle will be tested in the twelfth ring of the second round.
At that time, there will be people who are also drawn with the B12 label to fight against Chen Fan.
This method of drawing lots is clear at a glance and very easy, but there is a little exception. If you are unlucky, it is easy to draw people from your own clan.
However, luck has always been a form of strength, even if it is really drawn, it can only continue with gritted teeth.
After all the people of the Seven Star Sect were drawn, the first thing Guo Mingfeng did was to let everyone determine whether they had drawn their own people.
At the time of the last qualifying match, the Seven Star Sect had two matches between the same door in the first round, so the final defeat was so terrible.
Fortunately, everyone's luck was very good this time, and there was no gangbang.
In this way, the first round of fighting soon began. Chen Fan's side was the only one who participated in the first round, Ye Wufeng.
As he watched the opponent go to the ring, Chen Fan also stood at ease and watched.
"Boom boom boom..."
The sound of the gong resounded throughout the audience. At the same time, the first round of the first round of the Zongmen Ranking Tournament was the start.
Ye Wufeng was on the eighth ring. Just when he stepped on, a red figure suddenly appeared.
It's really Yuanjia Luzhao, Ye Wufeng's opponent turned out to be a blood refiner!
Moreover, it was the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek that clamored in front of the Seven-Star Sect’s House three days ago!
"Wufeng is in danger this time. He is young after all, and his cultivation base is a little worse."
Jin Yong held his eight-lens sledgehammer and shook his head lightly, expressing regret in his voice.
Chen Fan is the same, secretly sighing that Ye Wufeng is unlucky, but he knows how much preparation the opponent has made for this qualifying match, and even the whole person couldn't sleep with excitement last night.
It’s just who would have thought that luck was so bad that he encountered a strong opponent in the first round, and his cultivation base was even higher than him.