Chapter 603: Draw?

In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone on the earth as usual, awakening the sleeping world.
Chen Xinglie didn't sleep all night, because what the system said made him think.
Thinking about whether I want to continue to be the imperial female emperor, or live a different life on my own in this life.
Even though the majestic and majestic woman is an emperor, in the memory of the original owner of this body, wasn't she still being killed and forced to send the original owner of this body to Dongzhou for reincarnation?
Although the female emperor had returned to the holy realm and was still standing at the pinnacle of the holy realm, Chen Xinglie didn't know whether those enemies were killed by her.
After thinking about it all night, Chen Xinglie had an idea.
In this life, he has to reach the pinnacle of this world by himself.
In this life, he has to rely on himself to suppress the world, even if it is the supreme empress or other strongest people, he must crawl under his feet!
The world is turning as usual, whether it is the Holy Realm or Dongzhou, even the Heart Demon Realm that Chen Xinglie is now in is no different from the past, as it used to be day after day, unchanged.
No one knew that Chen Xinglie, who had traveled from another world, began to awaken the ambition in his heart.
When he first traveled to this world, he envied the original owner of this body, and he also wanted to be the little white face regarded as impunity by the peerless empress.
Now, he has to step up to the pinnacle of this world on his own!
I don't know what kind of storms this awakened man will bring to this other world.
"Master, complete that task as soon as possible. Only by breaking through the land gods can you realize the ideas in your heart."
The voice of system little Lolita sounded.
It's just that this time her tone has lost the previous licking of the dog, on the contrary it is a meaningful attitude.
Chen Xinglie did not respond to him. After figuring out what was in his heart, Chen Xinglie felt lightened all over, which was a sense of comfort that suddenly realized.
Since God allowed himself to live again, let's see what kind of scenery the peak of this other world is.
Even if the world trembles for me, Chen Xinglie, what can it be?
Chen Xinglie walked out of the room, glanced at the huge blazing sun in the sky, a curve of his mouth was drawn.
"Brother Chen? The draw ceremony is about to begin, let's go!"
Xue Gang's voice sounded behind him, interrupting Chen Xinglie's various thoughts.
Turning his head and looking around, I saw Wu Wen in front, Xue Gang and Shen Qiuyu beside him, and the others behind. A group of people looked at Chen Xinglie with weird eyes.
Especially Wu Wen's eyes, there is a kind of inexplicable meaning.
Over the night, the temperament and poems and books of Chen Zhuan in front of him seemed to have changed.
He couldn't tell where the details changed.
Chen Xinglie nodded and said, "Let's go."
Wu Qun didn't ask much. Although the others were a little confused, they didn't say much.
A group of people walked towards the platform where they landed yesterday.
When Chen Xinglie and his party arrived, there were already many people on the originally wide platform.
Everyone was watching Li Rufeng on the high platform in the middle of the crowd.
I saw a bamboo stick in her hand.
Seeing everyone from the Xundao Sect arrived, Li Rufeng spoke: "Since everyone has arrived, the lottery ceremony for the Zongmen Grand Competition has officially begun."
Wu Wen stood up in the sky, stepped on the void, and walked towards the high platform.
The high-levels of other sects are like this. After all, the road to the high platform has been blocked by many descendants of the sects, and they can only do this.
As if seeing Chen Xinglie’s doubts, Xue Gang on the side said with a smile: "Chen Gong...Big Brother, this lottery ceremony is very complicated to talk about. In fact, each sect sent a representative to draw the bamboo stick in Elder Li’s hand. ."
Chen Xinglie nodded slightly, he understood.
This lottery ceremony is actually the elder of each sect leading or enshrining them on stage and drawing bamboo sticks.
The bamboo sticks in Li Rufeng's hand have a number under each stick.
The two sects that draw the same number are the opponents.
Seeing the so-called lottery ceremony in which the lottery was similar in the previous life, Chen Xinglie smiled secretly.
Soon Wu Wen returned to a few people, and the draw ceremony was over in just a few minutes.
Li Rufeng on the stage said loudly: "In the first match of the Zongmen Competition, the Fire Sect vs. Tianwu Sect!"
After the words fell, Li Rufeng's explosive figure disappeared from the high platform and appeared below the stage, walking in the direction of Chen Xinglie and the others.
Seeing Li Rufeng leave, twenty young men climbed onto the platform.
Everyone is gearing up and seems to look forward to fighting each other.
A total of fifteen people from each sect and the elders who led the team came to participate in this sect grand competition. Only ten of the fourteen descendants came to power at a time, and the remaining four were substitutes for those who came to power.
If you win this game and happen to be seriously injured and unable to continue the second game, you will be selected from the remaining four.
Twenty young people climbed onto the high platform, and no one had to announce the start of the competition. Seeing the other side stood still, they started to attack by coincidence.
Chen Xinglie glanced at these twenty people. The highest realm was only the sixth realm. The flying techniques and the muffled sound of the punches made him look a little bored in the eyes of this land fairyland. .
He turned his lips and looked away, not paying attention to the situation on the stage.
In his opinion, there is no difference between the fighting of these twenty young people and the fighting of children. Instead of watching them fighting, it is better to look at the plump figure standing in front of Wu Wen.
As if he had noticed the gaze behind him, Li Rufeng frowned and turned his head, he saw Chen Xinglie at a glance, and gave a cold snort.
It seemed that she didn't want to bother with the younger generation of the Pathfinder Sect with some strength, but she took away her eyes with a cold snort.
Chen Xinglie didn't take it seriously, he didn't look away, watching with gusto.
"System, is there a cure for the scar on this woman's face?"
Chen Xinglie suddenly asked the system in his heart.
He didn't want to do anything with the condition of healing scars, but it was a pity that if such a beautiful woman was ruined by a scar.
Little Lolita didn't respond immediately, she seemed to be thinking about whether there is any way to heal the scar on this woman's face.
After a while, the system's voice sounded: "There is a way, but it cannot be done with the current strength and conditions of the host."
Chen Xinglie said he knew it, and said nothing else.
Now that I can't do it, I still ask a fart.
"boom!"
A loud noise came from the stage, attracting Chen Xinglie's eyes.