"The hour has come, and the Chengyun Grand Competition has begun. Please come to the stage to draw lots, and then compete one by one. After three rounds of competition, the winner will be determined." Lu Wenfu bowed to several emperors on the high platform, and said .
The rules of the Chengyun Grand Competition have been set long ago and are not complicated: the disciples of each monarch form a team, and after the division, the two teams face off, the winner advances and the loser is eliminated, and the final winner is determined after a few rounds .
"Don't bother, Elder Lu will draw lots on your behalf." Several envoys said in unison.
? According to the competition rules they set before, if Nie Shitian or Changsun Luocang did not come, there would definitely be someone in the middle of the bye. But now that they are here, there are exactly eight teams participating in the competition, and no one has a bye, and no one can take advantage of it, and they don't need to be too petty.
"Then I'll just ask you to draw lots on behalf of your lords." Lu Wenfu was not pretentious. He took out the jade sticks he had prepared a long time ago, put them into the wooden box, shook them for a while, and drew two lots in groups. .
"The first group, Shen Yuxuan, Wei Podi, Xiao Yang, and Zhou Fubo under Xuanxin Jun's envoys, have a grudge against Zhuang Ning, Ximenxiu, Zhuang Jihong, and Wu Yutang under the Tianjun envoy's sect."
As soon as they came up, they met the envoy of Tianjun, Shen Yuxuan and others all changed their expressions slightly.
"This is too bad luck. I actually met someone from the Spirit Realm in the first match." There was a sigh from the audience, feeling that Shen Yuxuan and others were too unlucky. They all showed some sympathy.
In the eyes of Gu Fenghua and others, there was more doubt. Ning Huaihen should be the man in the black scarf. The deep-rooted hatred in his eyes cannot even be concealed. Of course, he may not have thought of concealing it at all, so several people can see it clearly. , all secretly guessing who this guy is and why he hates them so much.
It's a pity that they didn't think about the answer after much deliberation. Now that they finally heard his name, they were even more confused.
"Fenghua, have you heard of this man?" Lornen asked in a low voice.
"No." Gu Fenghua said with certainty.
Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse thought for a while and shook their heads at the same time. Even if they thought about it, they couldn't think of when they met a person named Ning Huaihen, let alone when they offended him.
"Maybe it's a pseudonym." Gu Fenghua didn't believe that there is unreasonable hatred in this world, so he thought about it and said.
"It's all right to cover your face. You don't even dare to show your real name. If you hide your head and show your tail like this, you don't know what shameful things you have done." Luo Enen said contemptuously.
That being said, no matter Gu Fenghua or Luo Enen, as well as Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse, will not underestimate the strength of Ning Huaihen - he can be favored by Nie Shitian and bring Chengyun How can strength be underestimated.
Because of this guy's hiding his head and showing his tail, Gu Fenghua and others became more vigilant.
"The second group, the disciples of Lord Lihen's envoy, Xing Zifeng, Leng Feiyu, Du Hongping, Ximen Xiu, and the disciples of Lord Luocang's envoy Zhan Jiuzhou, Si Liqun, Han Qingxue, and Luo Yuxuan." Lu Wenfu pressed his hand, signaled to the crowd who were discussing in the audience to quiet down, and then continued to announce.
Although he also feels contempt for the character of Changsun Luocang in his heart, he still maintains a minimum of respect in addressing him.
"It's over, I'm afraid there is not much hope for this one." After the words fell, the crowd that had just calmed down began to sigh again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com