Chapter 45: The Emperor's Older Arrival
The next morning.
Outside the Wanshan Sword Sect competition, a group of people were talking.
"So excited, there will be a new leader in the Sword Alliance soon!"
"I don't know if it's the Hengshan Sect or the Yuntai Sect this time."
"Do you think it's possible that it's still the Wanshan Sword Sect?"
"Anyway, no matter what, it's impossible that it is the Yunmei Sect. Their senior brother is said to have been killed by the big demon of Wanjie Sect."
This group of people almost read the names of more than ten sects of the Sword Alliance, but they were all singing the Yunmei Sect.
There is no way, the elder brother who can beat the most died, and Lao Ba was also cleaned up by the Wanjie Sect. Lao Jiu didn't know where to go, and there were only a few people in the Yunmei Sect who could fight in this generation.
"Don't listen to these rabble nonsense." Tiansha glanced at the group of people and couldn't help but snorted coldly.
She was very confident in her apprentice, especially Zhou Yunruo.
Zhou Yunruo's eyes were much more firmer than the previous few days, and he was no longer confused, and he obviously had found the answer.
Han Wancheng, the deputy head of Wanshan Sword Sect, appeared on the ring.
He is equivalent to the host and soon announced the way of today's competition.
There are 15 member gangs in the Sword League, and they will draw lots on the spot, select one of them from 16 airtight jars and are attached with magic, and then they will catch and fight according to the numbers inside.
No. 1 vs. No. 1 vs. No. 1 vs. No. 14, No. 3 vs. No. 13, and so on.
Drawing No. 8 is the luckiest thing. The first round is bye and you will go directly to the next round.
After Han Wancheng announced the game method, all members of the Sword League sent representatives and walked onto the stage one by one to draw lots.
The representative of the Yunmei Sect is Zhou Yunruo.
Yu Bufan glanced at the jars.
Although the jars were "enchanted" by experts, Yu Bufan's Feng Shen Eye could easily see through the signs in the jar.
He immediately looked at the little junior sister and said in his lips: "The fourth one."
The junior sister was slightly stunned and then walked onto the ring quietly.
She was the third draw, and neither of them chose the fourth one.
She walked up and walked towards the jar calmly.
"The 9th one, the 9th one!" Ding Yunye shouted loudly.
People in this world are also superstitious about certain numbers.
For example, people in Xia don’t like the number 4, while people in the Western Regions don’t like 13.
But the people of Xia have an obsession with 9, so the word "nine nine" came into being one.
Ding Yunye’s idea is good, and he hopes that the junior sister will get a bye in the first round.
In this way, if they want to win the championship, they only need to play three games.
However, after reaching out, the youngest sister directly entered the No. 4 jar.
At this moment, Ding Yunye and Lin Chunqiu's faces turned green.
Why did she choose this?
Tiansha didn't say anything, just looked at Zhou Yunruo.
Drawing lots is a matter of destiny, and it doesn’t matter which one you choose.
Zhou Yunruo stretched out his little hand and opened the sign.
At this time, a striking number was displayed in front of everyone.
8!
It's the number 8, the first round of bye!
At this moment, Tiansha finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The first round bye is too important because the game of the Sword League is always accompanied by blood and tears.
The contest four years ago is still unforgettable for Tiansha.
That year, she was defeated under Lin Chunqiu's sword and was beaten half to death by the other party. She recovered from her injuries for more than half a year.
What's more, the head of the Linshan Sect was chopped in half by Lin Chunqiu's sword and died tragically on the spot.
Although this year's martial arts competition is a contest between disciples, it is inevitable to be a bloody storm.
In the first round of bye, it is very likely that you will encounter a team that will win the first round with a difficult victory.
In this way, there will be a high chance of winning.
Lin Chunqiu was so angry that his whole body trembled.
Why did the dear girl choose 4? That was what I kept for my apprentice!
How could Lin Chunqiu not cheat? He knew the order of all the signings.
He also knows the benefits of the first round bye.
Helplessly, he could only nod to the disciple who was on stage to draw lots and signaled him to choose whatever he wanted.
Soon, all 15 sects were drawn.
Lin Chunqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Their first round opponent was the Panshan School, which was not very strong.
Other sects are happy and sad, and some have won the most promising opponent this year and are frowning.
Some people are equal in size, for fear of losing both sides and being taken advantage of by the next opponent.
Only Tiansha sat firmly in the VIP seat, looking relaxed: "My family Ruoer really has a pair of skilled hands."
Zhou Yunruo had no movement, and she had already made a decision on Tiansha in her heart.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Chunqiu walked onto the stage, bowed to everyone, and said, "Don't hurt the harmony of this martial arts competition, just click until you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience suddenly booed.
Don’t hurt the harmony? How do you explain the fact that you sent the head of Linshan Sect to the West with one sword four years ago?
Four years ago, how can you explain the fact that you almost killed the Tiansha God Ni?
Forget it, the God of Heaven should be beaten, and you usually have a low voice, so you can also eliminate harm for the people.
Lin Chunqiu heard the booing from the audience and blushed. After saying a few words, he ended up.
Damn, you are quite arrogant. Let’s see how I deal with you after being re-elected as the boss of the Sword Alliance!
Lin Chunqiu cursed in his heart.
But at this time, his eyes inadvertently met the look of someone in the stands.
He was shocked.
Your Majesty, are you here too?
Although this person put on makeup, Lin Chunqiu is very familiar with this makeup. He is the current emperor, Emperor Xia Ming, Jiang Tianhe.
He was about to walk over to say hello to Jiang Tianhe, but Jiang Tianhe waved his hand.
This time he was just going on a tour in a condom and didn't want to show off.
Lin Chunqiu nodded slightly to the man, and then walked towards his seat.
He knew very well that Jiang Tianhe came today to see his disciples win the championship.
But, will Your Majesty already know about Qin Keqing?
When Lin Chunqiu thought of this, his back suddenly became sweaty.
He knew Jiang Tianhe's temper very well.
This Majesty usually likes to laugh and looks very friendly, but in fact he is cruel and cruel.
He was the most scheming monarch of the Xia Kingdom, no one else.
Thinking of this, Lin Chunqiu quickly whispered a few words to Han Wancheng.
After hearing this, Han Wancheng pretended to walk towards Jiang Tianhe inadvertently and told Qin Keqing in a low voice.
Han Wancheng's heart was also hanging in his throat.
Today's emperor has always liked Qin Keqing very much. What would he think if he knew that Qin Keqing killed the master Feile and left in a noble way?
Long Yan was furious for sure, and he might be angry at Wanshan Sword Sect.
So, when he said the last sentence, Han Wancheng couldn't help but stutter for a moment.
Lin Chunqiu, not far away, was also trembling. Your Majesty, don’t be angry!
At this time, Jiang Tianhe looked at Lin Chunqiu and couldn't help but smile.
This smile scared Lin Chunqiu and almost knelt on the spot.
He understood Jiang Tianhe's signature moves very well.
After this smile, the emperor may be going to kill someone.
"I've known for a long time," the emperor spoke at this time. "Actually, I've known for a long time that Qin Keqing's cultivation is not low. It's a pity that such a strange woman was not surrendered by me!"
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, you are doing nothing!" Han Wancheng quickly blamed himself.
"Forget this matter!" Jiang Tianhe said lightly, "But, you must win this Sword Alliance leader."
Chapter completed!