Chapter 249 [Please vote for me! 】

He got it again.

very angry.

But kind of handsome.

Compared to the last time when he won by bullying the weak, this time his opponent was obviously very powerful. The magical power of the Taoist disciple was very suitable for fighting in the ring. If he hadn't been unlucky enough to meet Lin Fenghe, he would probably have made it to the third or even fourth round.

However, he defeated this opponent easily. It can only be said that his strength is fully worthy of the 17th place on the Young Lion List.

Although he is an archer, he has such strong strength in the head-on arena. Such a person will definitely shine once he participates in the battle to capture the city.

After this battle, quite a number of people were actually conquered by Lin Fenghe.

If a person is just pretending to be an expert, it is definitely disgusting; but if he is really an expert, then it is nothing.

If I have the ability, I will pretend.

But Lin Fenghe didn't care whether the shouts from below were cheers or boos. After being notified of his victory, he nodded, jumped up, and flew to an unknown place.

"Hey!" The official from the Ministry of Rites called out, but before he could finish, he said weakly, "We still have to draw lots later."

"It's okay, he didn't go far." Da Qiao said for him, "He's probably squatting on a high place nearby. He'll be back soon after the draw."

This time, Shang Yunhai competed the last, but he defeated his opponent without any setbacks. After two more games, all 30 games for the day were over, and the winners went on stage to draw lots again.

But this time, the significance of the draw is different.

Before, it was arranged that the strong would fight against the weak, and the chance of an upset was not high. However, starting from the third round, the six people in the top ten of the Young Lin List of Yin Dynasty will join in, and the rest are also strong people who have won two rounds in a row, and they are basically top-class geniuses.

No matter how you draw here, it will be a battle between strong ones. If you are unlucky and draw a monstrous character, you may have to say goodbye to the arena directly.

It is inevitable to feel a little nervous when going on stage again.

Wen Yifan was the first to draw lots. After she came on stage, the whole audience cheered for a long time. It can be seen that although Senior Sister Wen has not played a single match yet, her popularity is still the highest.

The next one was Qi Yingwu. As the eldest son of the Qi family and the head of the academy, he was equally popular, only slightly inferior to Wen Yifan.

The popularity of the following few people was much less, especially Yan Shenbing who was trained by Wu'an Hall, who was showing up in front of everyone for the first time.

He is not tall, his body is as straight as a gun, his facial features are not very remarkable, but his face is stern and there is a chill about him, giving people the feeling that his name suits him.

The moment he stepped onto the stage, a glance from his face made the audience around him gasp in surprise and the entire place fell silent.

Among the people behind the top ten, Wu Handing, the eldest son of the Whale Sect, has quite a lot of fans. After all, the martial arts of the Whale Sect are spread all over the world, and as long as they are martial artists, they have more or less received some inheritance from the Whale Lake Sect, and they all have some affection for him.

But Wu Handing had no expression on his face. He had tasted defeat in Longyuan City during the last Colorful Clothes Festival, which was a disgrace. Later, when he returned to Jingmen, while Zhao Xinzhu was in seclusion and practicing hard, he was not idle either, and also practiced hard for a period of time.

Now that I have come here, I must prove myself again in Longyuan City.

Before that, he would not have any pride.

After the six seeded players came forward and drew their lots, it was the turn of the rest of the players to go on stage one by one.

After Zhao Xinzhu finished smoking, he returned to his original position and asked Wu Handing, "How much is yours?"

Wu Handing showed his nameplate, which had the word "six" on it.

"I'm exactly twice as strong as you." Zhao Xinzhu smiled and showed his nameplate, which had the word "12" on it. ...

After the parade ended, Liu Deng'er followed the tracks of several Northern warriors, following them silently behind, and saw that they entered the same inn one after another.

She watched for a while in an alley outside the inn. Just as she was about to go forward, a cold female voice suddenly sounded from behind her: "Why are you sneaking here? Do you want to live?"

Liu Deng'er was about to turn around when the voice said again, "Don't look back, unless you want to see the body I'm using now. But I can't guarantee that I won't kill you if you see it."

"Humph." Liu Deng'er sneered, but did not turn around. Instead, she faced forward and whispered, "When I saw their appearance, I knew they had eaten your snake fruit. I came to you to tell you that if you have a plan, I can help you."

"No need." The voice behind him was very disdainful, "Every time you get involved, the plan will fail. Even if it's not your fault, you are the jinx."

"Your plans are always not thorough. If you let me help you think about it in advance, it will definitely help to fill in the gaps." Liu Deng'er said.

"Isn't that clear enough? I don't believe you." The voice behind him became colder and colder. "I don't know why Huanshen Peak gave such an important position to a little girl like you, but I don't trust you. You just need to pretend that nothing happened and participate in your selection battle well. If you can squeeze out a person from the Yin Dynasty, it will be a great achievement. You don't need to worry about me."

Liu Deng'er was silent for a while, then said, "If you need my help, please let me know anytime. If you have any plans that are detrimental to the contestants, remember not to involve me."

"Don't worry." The person behind only replied with four words.

After that, the breath disappeared. Liu Deng'er stood there for a long while before turning around. As expected, she saw that the place was empty.

Her eyes narrowed, as if a little gloomy, and then she glanced at the inn over there, then walked onto the street and left as if nothing had happened.

……

"After two days of observation, we have locked in on a few contestants who will be participating in the selection. We feel something is not right." Da Qiao posted pictures one by one. They were all portraits that Liang Yue sketched on the spot after she found something wrong. They were very realistic.

"After investigation, we found that what they have in common is that they all come from the north, from second-rate sects, and they all just want to gain some experience. But they all displayed strength beyond their past and made it all the way to the third round," Li Mo continued.

"They also have one thing in common, which is that they all live near the same inn," Xu Luzhi added.

"This is indeed a bit strange..." Xie Wenxi nodded, "I will immediately send someone to investigate their background to see if there is any possibility of collusion with Jiuyang. You guys keep a close eye on the parade ground. With the four handsome men and three strange men in charge, they can't do anything openly. Most likely they have some conspiracy in secret, so be careful and guard against it."

"Yes." Da Qiao responded, "We will. We will make sure they can participate in the competition with peace of mind."

"It's a happy event that you all made it to the third round." Xie Wenxi smiled again, "What numbers did you draw? There won't be a civil war, right?"

Shang Yunhai showed his nameplate, which had the number "seven" on it.

Wen Yifan took out a card with the number "Sixteen" on it.

Liang Yue was just about to take out his own brand when he saw an arrow shot to the ground with a "clang" sound, with a brand with the number "two" on it.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It seems we won't have a civil war."

After saying that, Liang Yue took out his own nameplate, which had the word "Twelve" written on it.

As long as there is no civil war, they won’t feel too sad even if they lose, and there is still the possibility of everyone advancing, so everyone relaxed.

The Evil-Slaying Division was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

　Good morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)