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Episode 1 Chapter 023: Didn¡¯t match Li Moling in the draw!

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    It is said that peers are like enemies, and there is only one champion.

    Next, they will kill each other one by one, step on each other's blood, and step towards the highest throne.  Since they are opponents, they will naturally pay close attention to each other's situation. Among the top eight, the other seven have all appeared in the battle and already know a lot of information.  Only Ye Dong joined in suddenly, and they knew nothing about Ye Dong.  Seeing the young and fragile Ye Dong, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

    "No wonder everyone is looking forward to being in a group with this person. This is indeed the easiest thing to chew."

    Some people thought: "If I am lucky enough to be paired with this person later, the top four spot will definitely be within my grasp!"

    Ye Dong looked into their eyes and treated them calmly.

    "Since people despise him, that's what he wants! In the life-and-death battle he experienced before, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't create such a favorable situation. The other party treated him with contempt, which meant that he had already taken advantage of him.  Gotta get the upper hand.¡±

    "You think I'm a soft persimmon and you want to pick on me? You will pay a heavy price for this."

    Not only the four players participating in the competition, but also the other leaders and people in the main hall.  Among the top eight, Ye Dong was the only one who had never demonstrated his skills on the battlefield. Naturally, they were curious?  In addition, I had heard beforehand that Ye Dong was one of the weakest players, so I couldn't help but take a closer look.

    Those who can enter this hall will not have bad vision. Judging from Ye Dong's thin body and young appearance, he will not have much strength!

    The scornful looks made Niu Liu feel uncomfortable: "Damn it, I hope Ye Dong is too embarrassed. If he gets punched on the stage and gets knocked off the stage, that would be embarrassing."

    He was not very optimistic about Ye Dong at first, but when he saw other people with the same look in his eyes, he became even less confident.

    "Don't be the first to meet Li Mo Ling or Guo Ziyuan." Don't touch Li Mo Ling, naturally because he is the most popular and has outstanding strength.  Instead of facing Guo Ziyuan, it was because Liu Qi was his leading guard and was beaten by the opponent. I don't know how he could survive the days of being teased and made fun of by him in the future.

    At this time, Liu Qi came in with Guo Ziyuan.  Guo Ziyuan was familiar with the road and walked straight to the red area.  Liu Qi walked towards Niu Liu.

    "Niu Liu, how are you? Are you worried about your Ye Dong facing off against Guo Ziyuan?" He said with a sarcastic tone of a victor, "Actually, no matter who you meet, you will all lose in disgrace."

    "Don't be arrogant, we still don't know who will go far. If you want to worry, you should first be careful that Guo Ziyuan will be blown up in the first game!"

    Another player comes in.  Seven of the eight contestants came, and the last one left was Li Moling, the favorite and most famous.

    The powerful men from the City Lord¡¯s Mansion who came to preside over the lottery method arrived one after another.  The army selection competition is the most grand event of the city lord¡¯s mansion this year.  Entering the top eight means entering the drama. Although it is just a drawing of lots, the City Lord's Mansion also attaches great importance to it.

    ¡°In addition to a few elders in the mansion, there is also Huai¡¯an, the elite guard chief of the city guard.

    News from inside said that the last few who won today will join the elite guard and become the city lord's guard.  The City Lord's Guard is the most elite army in Chongmo City and is under the direct command of the City Lord.  Therefore, the status is the noblest.  The most generous and important entrants receive not only generous elixirs for monthly practice, but also the teachings of famous teachers.

    This is also the reason why many contestants flock to it and fight to the death.

    Huai'an sat on the big sandalwood chair behind the main table in the center, his eyes scanning the contestant area.

    "It's not time yet, you all came quite early."

    Seven of the eight strong men came, and seven were waiting for one.  He said the time had not yet come, and that was true.  But his words showed dissatisfaction with Li Moling. As the leader of the elite guard, the decision-makers who presided over the draw were all here.  No one has arrived yet.  It was natural for him to be disgusted by making him wait like the head guard.

    Those players were all good people. They heard his displeasure and were overjoyed.  Regardless of others, Li Moling is currently in the limelight.  If the city guard chief gave him some eye drops, it would be equivalent to eliminating the strongest competitor.

    At this moment, there was a burst of cheers and commotion outside. There were all practitioners present, so they naturally heard the noise outside.

    They couldn¡¯t help but all turned their attention to the door: "The much-anticipated Li Mo Ling is here."

    After a while, a guard led a handsome young man in.  The leading guard looked much more arrogant than Niu Liu and others. He held his head high and his chest high, walking on Xuanxing steps. He looked around every time he took a step. He looked even more majestic than the young martial arts cultivators behind him.

    It¡¯s no wonder that the person he led was Li Moling, the most famous figure in this war.  Although he is not the protagonist, he is used to accepting cheers on behalf of the protagonist.  This period was also the most difficult period in his life.In the early days, in the mansion, his companions caught him telling him about Li Mo Ling's hobbies, habits, how many bowls of rice he ate a day, etc., and worshiped him like a star.  Outside, the wealthy family tried every possible means to send some money as a favor and asked him to secretly bring a few things used by Li Mo Ling as souvenirs.

    He was still awake and knew that there was a big boss in the palace, so he didn't dare to attract people's attention too much.  When Li Mo Ling came in from behind, he stepped back to the side, pointed to the red area intimately in Li Mo Ling's ear, and told him to go to the area, although Li Mo Ling was not familiar with this step.

    ¡°Sure enough, you are so majestic and majestic¡±!

    Ye Dong saw his face clearly and couldn't help but feel that this person was superior to others regardless of appearance or temperament.

    But I saw that he was wearing a fluttering white robe, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. His hand was not like the arty paper fan held by ordinary scholars, but two fist-sized arm beads, and the huge beads were flipping and shuttled in the palm of his hand.

    His bright and piercing eyes swept around, as if there was an electric light coming out, attracting people's attention, and embodying a kind of awe-inspiring and majestic solemnity.

    There were many people standing beside him, all intimidated by his strong aura.

    "This man has the aura of a true dragon emperor!"

    Wu Jiangshan just came to take a look at his idol. At this moment, he was naturally extremely excited, but on the other hand, he was overwhelmed by Li Mo Ling's momentum and completely forgot about his movements.

    Li Mo Ling did not go directly to the red area, but walked to the central table, bowed deeply to the elite guard chief Huai'an, several elders and others, and said softly: "Junior Li Mo Ling is late.  Chief Lao and several elders are waiting, please forgive me."

    His words were humble and respectful, without any arrogance. Even if Huai'an, the city guard chief, was unhappy just now because he didn't show up later than himself, he felt that he was well-informed and courteous, and his original dissatisfaction disappeared.

    "It doesn't matter, the time has not come yet. It's not that you came late, but that we came a little earlier."

    Li Moling bowed again and then returned to the red area apologetically.

    Before the people came near, they nodded politely to Ye Dong and others, as if the gentle and humble spring breeze swept across their faces, revealing a gentle, elegant, tolerant and generous spirit.

    These people were originally hostile to him because they were his rivals and he stole the show.  But for some reason, when he nodded, it was as if the hostility in his heart suddenly melted away, and then he subconsciously turned back to respond.

    Only Ye Dong's demeanor remained the same from beginning to end, without any change.

    Li Mo Ling's eyes towards Ye Dong were stunned for a moment, then he walked towards Ye Dong's direction.

    All the top eight players have arrived, and the time has come, and the drawing ceremony has officially begun.  The presiding officer is naturally Wei Chang Huai'an.

    "The top eight competition will be held the day after tomorrow. The eight who have entered are in front of you. Let's start drawing lots now. The rules of the drawing are very simple. There are eight bamboo sticks in the box with eight numbers on them, namely one, two, three  ¡­eight."

    "The battle numbers are one pair of eight, two vs. seven, three vs. six, and four vs. five. Whichever number you draw will enter the corresponding group."

    After introducing the rules, the eight people were called to the box and started drawing lots.

    The leading guard and others not far away became nervous, staring at the eight people lining up to draw lots.  The competition is primarily about strength, but a large part of the deciding factor depends on the strength of the opponent.  If you pick a weak player, the chance of entering the next round is higher.

    Since among the eight people, the rest believed that Ye Dong was the weakest, they all hoped to be drawn into a group with Ye Dong.  At the same time, he prayed not to slap Li Moling.

    Niu Liu was not only worried about not hitting Li Moling, but also worried about hitting Guo Ziyuan.

    Each hand reached into the box, took out the bamboo sticks, and then gave them to the disciple who recorded them. The brand number corresponding to the bamboo sticks was carved on a large wooden board.

    "I don't know if it was Niu Liu's prayer that worked, or he was just lucky. Ye Dong avoided Li Moling and Guo Ziyuan and won the fifth lottery. His opponent was a man named Zhen Xiong.  Niu Liu took a long breath. As long as he didn't hit two people, the rest was pretty much the same.  Basically, Ye Dong's chance of winning is very slim, which is slightly better than the zero chance against Li Moling.

    And when Zhen Xiong slapped Ye Dong, he couldn't suppress the excitement on his face and almost shouted for joy.

    "What a piece of luck! I really got this Ye Dong! This is the smoke coming from the ancestral grave, and it will definitely send me to the semi-finals!"

    The others looked envious, all envious of his good draw.  And the one who won Li Mo Ling was about to cry without tears: "I also drew lots when others drew lots. Why am I so unlucky that I won Li Mo Ling? What's the difference between this and losing directly?"

    After the drawing of lots is completed, the time of the competition is announced.  The four games are held over two days.  The first and second groups will be held the day after tomorrow, and the next day will beThe third and fourth groups.  Ye Dong's game is his fourth, which means there are still three days left.

    Ye Dong returned to Niu Liu, Wu Jiang Shanzao and a group of people swarmed towards Li Mo Ling, vying to watch the idol up close.

    "You're really lucky. I've seen this Zhen Xiong compete. He's average in strength. You have a chance to beat him! If you win one game, you can enter the semi-finals!"

    I just lamented in my heart: "There is a chance, but it is only a ten percent chance at most."

    He said that it was good to watch Zhen Xiong compete, but in fact, the so-called average strength was just that he coaxed Ye to move.  I want to use this empty encouragement to give Ye Dong a piece of information to increase his confidence in fighting.

    Based on actual strength estimates, Zhen Xiong¡¯s strength ranks at least fourth among the eight. Ye Dong is very hopeful about winning him.
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