Chapter 1033: Draw lots

Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "It's okay, I'm training, don't care about me, and don't disturb me."
Su Rou frowned and looked for a while, but she didn't know what Zhang Yifeng was cultivating, but since the other party was so cold, she didn't bother to care whether Zhang Yifeng was dead or alive, and closed her eyes and continued to practice.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng's face was pale, and he was obviously very painful. This method of gathering strength as acupuncture was not derived from the cultivation method of Zhanxian Body. But he summarized it based on the spiritual energy training.
He felt that Reiki Body Refinement was actually similar to all body arts. So, can aura training and the immortal body complement each other?
Therefore, he has tried now.
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This attempt was as painful as a needle stick, but giving up at the first attempt was not his style.
In just a few minutes, Zhang Yifeng's whole body was soaked in cold sweat, with beads of sweat on his forehead, but his eyes did not move at all.
Although painful, the speed of Zhan Xian's body seemed to be getting faster and faster.
With persistence, Zhang Yifeng felt the pain diminished a lot.
At first, the pain was still very heart-breaking, but after half an hour, one hour or even two hours later, Zhang Yifeng was numb, as if the body no longer belonged to him, as if the soul had separated from the body. He gradually got used to this pain.
Three hours, four hours...five hours...
Zhang Yifeng kept the divine consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving only his body to bear the pain. But this pain, under the nourishment of the heart of the corpse beast, is rapidly weakening.
The pain slowly eased with the passage of time, and even at a certain moment, the severe pain suddenly became insignificant, as if the wound that had still left blood suddenly recovered.
Zhang Yifeng's dim eyes finally shot out two brilliant lights.
it works!
If you don't feel pain, it means your body has become stronger. This is a good sign.
If you train in this way for a long time, the days when golden holes appear in your body may not be far away.
The time of cultivation always flies quickly, day turns to night, and night turns to day.
When Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes, Su Rou was no longer in the room, so he must have gone out first.
Zhang Yifeng changed his clothes and walked out of the room.
When he went to the yard, almost everyone was there, and Su Rou was there.
Zhang Yifeng didn't ask Su Rou why he didn't wait for him, because the other party had no reason to go out with him.
Zhang Yifeng didn't wait long, and the examiner walked in from outside.
The middle-aged examiner counted the number of people, and then he said: "Since everyone is here, then I will talk about the rules first. Thirty-one people are eliminated in the second level, and there are 50 people left. We will eliminate forty people today. The venue for today’s assessment is in the martial arts training ground. The method is one-on-one combat. Let’s go to the martial arts training ground with me.
After the examiner's words fell, a group of people accompanied the middle-aged examiner through the courtyard to the vast and huge martial arts training ground.
There is a ring in the center of the martial arts arena, and in front of the ring there is a magnificent stand. There are seven people sitting on the stand, it is the five deacons and the two elders.
"Look quickly, are the few people sitting on it the deacons and elders in the same door."
"It is indeed a costume of the same door. They are embroidered with a word or two on their chests. I just don't know which courtyard of the Eighth Courtyard."
"Oh my God, they came to watch our battle? It seems that I must use 120% of my strength today! If it is valued by the deacon or the elders, then it will be so high."
"work hard!"
The young talents became excited.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng looked at the ring. Suddenly, his eyes stopped on Lan Xianghan who was wearing a cheongsam, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Rao is a person like Zhang Yifeng who has seen beauty, and was shocked when he saw Lan Xianghan. This woman seems to be Ye Zhimei's mature version.
I have to say that this woman has become the most beautiful view in the entire ancient house.
Lan Xianghan seemed to perceive Zhang Yifeng’s gaze, and knew that this kid was staring at her, but she was not angry. Instead, she looked at Zhang Yifeng charmingly and deliberately stiffened her chest. If it weren’t for Zhang Yifeng, she would be very determined. , The resistance to beautiful women is stronger than others, he must have "Shuanglong going to sea" now, bleeding nose.
Zhang Yifeng didn't dare to look at it. First, he was not very good, and second, he was afraid that he would show ugliness and leave a bad impression on the other party. Zhang Yifeng is not a person with a brain.
"Two elders, five deacons, I have brought all the new seedlings this year, will the draw begin now?"
Kuang Yun's respectful voice came, further confirming the young people's guess.
"It's really elders and deacons, I have to work hard!"
"Wow, there is another beautiful deacon, my goodness, that's a great figure."
"Brother, why do you have a nosebleed?"
The young handsome door is already boiling.
"Let's start the draw." Elder Lan nodded in the stands.
As soon as his voice fell, the mad deacon spoke: "Elder Lan, I will preside over the draw."
Elder Lan looked at Mad Deacon, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the Mad Deacon’s heart, and after a long time nodded: "Then you go."
The crazy deacon nodded, stepped off the stands, and came to the martial arts training ground in person.
"For the sake of fairness in this competition, a random lottery is adopted. The person who draws the same number is the opponent. The loser is eliminated directly. There will be 25 people left in the first round. Now the first round of the lottery will begin. ."
A lottery appeared in the hand of the mad deacon, and the young men came forward to draw lots.
Neither Zhang Yifeng nor Kuangfengli moved. They are recognized as the first and second. It doesn't matter when they pump.
Soon, everyone drew lots, only Kuangfengli and Zhang Yifeng were left.
"Zhang Yifeng, you are dead today!"
Kuangfengli looked at Zhang Yifeng coldly, with a smile of a winner at the corner of his mouth.
"Idiot." Zhang Yifeng didn't bother to pay attention to Kuangfeng Li, stepped forward and drew a bamboo stick with an engraved one on it. He didn't know if luck was good or bad, he was the first one to play. "
Kuangfengli also took away the last bamboo stick at this time. Hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious: "Laugh, you won't be able to laugh later."
Kuangfengli's bamboo stick was also engraved with one impressively.
"Okay, after drawing the bamboo sticks, Kuang Yun, you continue to host." The voice of the crazy deacon came, and then he turned to the stand.
"Deacon mad, did you make a small move just now?" As soon as the deacon mad went back, Lan Xianghan's charming and proud voice came.
Mad Deacon glanced at Lan Xianghan lightly, "Everything is luck."
Lan Xianghan smiled and stopped talking. Instead, he looked at the ring and muttered softly: "I really look forward to Zhang Yifeng's battle."
In the ring, Kuang Yun said: "The assessment has officially started, now please draw the number one lottery to the stage."