Chapter 202: Turn

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With all the attention, Ji Ningshuang took her seat.
However, the shock she gave to the scene is still not annihilated, this is a feast exclusive to her.
In the exclamation, Cheng Kun had slowly got up, and he was high above him. First, he looked around the lower part, his mouth was full of funny smiles, and then said, "Thank you for your honour, I am very honored. So, once every three years Three big comparisons, start now. "
In the end, all the people in the directions of Zhengyang, Qingyun, and Hengyuezong got up. Needless to say, they were the true disciples who participated in the three cases.
For the three big matches, in order to be fair, the opponents will be decided by lot.
Naturally, luck is also a part of strength. If a true disciple of Xiu Wei weak draws a disciple of Xiu Wei strong, it is naturally unlucky, but if a disciple of Xiu Wei strong draws Xiu Wei weak, it is definitely a joy.
So here comes the problem.
Each of the three cases sent nine true disciples to fight, that is, twenty-seven people, and the two-to-two duel was thirteen groups, and the extra one was naturally by turns.
Therefore, in the first round of the knockout, the person who can take the round can advance to the semi-finals without duel. This is the traditional rule of three big games.
Of course, since it is a lottery, it is also possible to meet with disciples in pairs.
In the spotlight, twenty-seven true disciples have come to power and are standing in line to draw.
"Hopefully, some of us will draw the empty number 14 card." In the line, Situ Nan did not forget to smile at his brother.
"Why so much nonsense of you." Ye Ruxue pushed Situ Nan, "Hurry up, it's you."
"What's the matter." Situ Nan defamated. He had put his hand into the small wooden box, and worked for a while. Then he grabbed a small wooden sign, glanced at the number above, and simply pulled his head away, Ma, eight. "
After Situ Nan, they also stepped forward to draw the number wooden sign after a snowy night.
When he reached Ye Chen, he reached into the wooden box and took out a small wooden sign casually. After glancing at it, he was a little bit confused.
Huh?
Shi Yan, who was behind him, caught a glimpse and couldn't help but startled, "Fourteenth."
"Looks like I'm transporting!" Ye Chen grinned and walked off the battle platform holding a number plate.
Soon, the drawing of the true disciples was completed.
But when the list of opponents was announced, the Quartet's complexion was more strange, and the discussion sounded immediately.
"That's right! Of the twenty-seven people, Ye Chen, who is the lowest repairer, even got the fourteenth card in the air."
"This means that he didn't start, he is already the first person to advance to the semifinals in this session of the 3 majors?"
"No way, God cares for the weak."
"Visual inspection, this boy has stepped on the before going out." The old man from Zhuge frowned his beard and said something with great care.
In the debate, Ye Chen has returned to his seat.
"Boy, you can do it!" Chung Chuan looked at Ye Chen with tongues.
"Just luck."
"But the opponents that my disciples of Hengyue Zong draw are not optimistic!" Aside, Dao Xuan's eyebrows twisted into a line.
"It's not just optimistic, it's miserable!" Chu Linger rubbed his brows fiercely, and could not bear to look directly.
After hearing that, Ye Chen looked at the battle list and frowned at the same time.
Liu Yi fought against Hua Yun, who ranked No. 2 in the True Story of Zhengyang Zong.
Zhou Ao, the first disciple of the Nine Great Legends of Qing Yunzong who fought against Nie Feng.
Nangong Yue battles with Meng Yunran, who is ranked fourth in the nine true stories of Zhengyang Sect.
Situ Nan played against Li Xinghun, the second true legend of Qingyun Zong;
Duan Yu fought against Han Jun, who ranked third in the nine true stories of Zhengyang Zong.
Ye Ruxue fought against Bai Yi, the fourth disciple of Zhengyang Zong's nine true stories;
Shi Yan fought against Yang Xu, the sixth disciple of Qingyunzong's nine true biography;
The worst thing is Yang Bin. The three matches are the first battle. The confrontation is Zheng Yangzong's mysterious body, Ji Ningshuang, the No. 1 true biography.
"You don't need to be so nonsense." Seeing here, Ye Chen had an urge to curse his mother.
Although Liu Yi was the first true disciple of Heng Yuezong, due to road injuries, not even 60% of his combat power could be exerted, but Hua Yun was the duel.
You know, Hua Yun was once the No. 1 true disciple of Zhengyang Sect. Only because of the emergence of Xuan Ling's body turned his ranking into second place. His strength, even the peak of Liu Yi No one can win.
Now, with each passing day, Liu Yi will definitely lose against Hua Yun.
Not to mention Yang Bin. Ji Ningshuang played against him. He didn't need to fight at all. He must have lost no suspense.
As for Nie Feng, Situ Nan, Duan Yu, Ye Ruxue, and Shi Yan, the opponents they encountered were ranked higher than theirs in the Zong, and most of the opponents also lost more and won less.
In this way, in addition to Nangong Yue and Ye Chen, the three major elimination games, Heng Yue Zong's nine true biography, seven people will be brushed down in the first round.
"Isn't this thief sincere." Situ Nan, beside him, couldn't bear to cover his face.
"You and I don't know, but I can't beat that white wing." Ye Ruxue rubbed his brows fiercely.
"Although I knew I would lose, I did not expect Hengyue to lose so badly in the knockout." Duan Yu, who has always been calm and calm, shook his head helplessly.
"Otherwise, let's just go straight home!"
Click it! Click it!
Yang Dingtian's fist had already clapped, and his face sounded extremely ugly. The wind did not mark their faces, and they didn't look good.
Compared with them, Qingyunzong and Zhengyangzong are much more grateful. The true disciples of Hengyuezong were divided up by his two strong disciples. As a result, they are very willing to see it.
"In this way, Heng Yuezong can be ignored." Cheng Kun in the high position, leisurely turning the thumb on the thumb, full of drama, "Nangong Yue is not afraid. Even if he reached the semi-finals, it will be difficult to reach the finals. As for Ye Chen, he is nothing when he is alone. "
"Nima, what a nonsense group." On the other side, the old man from Zhuge scolded and said, "Lao Tzu looks at some of the little babies of Heng Yuezong, it's a sign."
"The first round of Heng Yuezong was almost wiped out by the whole army!" Shanggu Bo of Shangguan's family shook his head helplessly.
"The strong disciples of Hengyue are likely to lose, but Ye Chen, who is the weakest, can advance to the semifinals, which is really funny."
In the discussion, Wu Changqing of Zhengyang Sect has already entered the battlefield, "Hengyue Zong Shiyan, Qing Yunzong Yang Xu, came to the showdown."
"The hand is here." Qing Yunzong's direction, a disciple in a white robe immediately went to the battlefield, and then he did not forget to look at the direction of Heng Yuezong with a provocative look, and finally fixed his eyes on Shi Yan, playfully abused, "Afraid of losing, you don't need to come up."
"Even if you lose, you have to cut off a layer of your skin." Shi Yan gave a cold voice, and then rushed to the stage.