Under the gaze of everyone, Ji Ningshuang walked up to her seat.

However, the shock she gave the scene was still not destroyed. This was a feast for her.

In awe of surprise, Cheng Kun had slowly stood up. He was tall and looked around at the bottom, with a playful smile soaked in the corner of his mouth. Then he said, "I am honored by all fellow Taoists. Then, the three sect competitions that are once every three years will begin now."

After the words came, there were people who stood up in the direction of Zhengyang Sect, Qingyun Sect and Hengyue Sect, and they were all true disciples who participated in the three sect competitions.

In order to be fair, the opponent will be decided by drawing lots.

Of course, luck is also part of strength. If a true disciple with weak cultivation draws a disciple with strong cultivation, it is naturally unlucky, but if a disciple with strong cultivation draws a disciple with weak cultivation, it is definitely a happy event.

Then, the question is here.

Each of the three sects sent nine true disciples to fight, which is twenty-seven people, and the two-way duel is thirteen groups. The extra one is naturally a bye.

Therefore, the person who is bye can advance to the semi-finals without a duel in the first round of knockout matches. This is the rule of the three major competitions.

Of course, since it is a lottery draw, it is also possible that the disciples of the same sect will meet in pairs.

Under the gaze of everyone, twenty-seven true disciples have already come on stage and lined up to draw lots.

"I hope some of us will get the 14th card for that round of bye." In the queue, Situ Nan did not forget to smile at his fellow brothers.

"You don't talk so much nonsense." Ye Ruxue pushed Situ Nan for a moment, "Hurry up, it's you."

"What's the hurry?" Situ Nan murmured in his heart, and had already reached into the small wooden box. After fiddling for a while, he grabbed a small wooden sign, glanced at the number on it, and simply walked away with his head hanging down, "Damn, No. 8."

After Situ Nan, Ye Ruxue and the others also stepped forward to draw small wooden signs with numbers.

When Ye Chen reached into the wooden box, he took out a small wooden sign casually. After glanced at it, he was stunned.

Huh?

Shi Yan, who was lined up behind him, glanced at him and couldn't help but exclaim, "No. 14."

"It seems that I've been lucky!" Ye Chen grinned and walked off the battle stage with the number plate.

Soon, the lottery draw for the true disciple was completed.

But when the opponent list was announced, Sifang's face turned strange, and the discussion immediately rang.

"It's up! Among the twenty-seven people, Ye Chen, who has the lowest cultivation level, actually got the 14th card for a bye."

"That means that if he didn't start the game, he was already the first person to advance to the semi-finals in this three major competitions?"

"There is no way, God will favor those weak."

"I can see that this kid has already stepped on shit before going out." Old man Zhuge stroked his beard and said earnestly.

Amid the discussion, Ye Chen had returned to his seat.

"Boy, you can do it!" Pang Dachuan looked at Ye Chen in shock.

"It's just luck."

"But the opponent I draw from the Hengyue Sect disciple is not optimistic!" On the side, Daoxuan Zhenren frowned into a line.

"It's not just not optimistic, it's just a miserable thing!" Chu Ling'er rubbed her eyebrows hard, unable to bear to look at her.

Hearing this, Ye Chen looked at the battle list and frowned at the same time.

Liu Yi fought against Hua Yun, the second-ranked true teachings of the Zhengyang Sect.

Zhou Ao, the first-ranked disciple of the nine true teachings of Qingyun Sect, who Nie Feng fought against.

Nangong Yue fights against Meng Yunran, who ranks fourth in the nine true teachings of Zhengyang Sect.

Situ Nan fought against Li Xinghun, the second-ranked true teachings of Qingyun Sect;

Duan Yu fought against Han Jun, the third in the nine true teachings of Zhengyang Sect.

Ye Ruxue fights against Bai Yi, the fourth-ranked disciple of the nine true teachings of Zhengyang Sect;

Shi Yan fought against Yang Xu, the disciple ranked sixth in the nine true teachings of Qingyun Sect;

The worst thing is Yang Bin. The first battle of the three sects is the Xuanling Body of Zhengyang Sect, Ji Ningshuang, who ranked first in the nine true teachings.

"Don't you have to be so nonsense." Seeing this, Ye Chen had the urge to curse.

Although Liu Yi is the first true disciple of Hengyue Sect, due to the Dao injury, he could not even exert 60% of his combat power, but he was the one who faced off.

You know, Hua Yun was once the number one true disciple of Zhengyang Sect. It was only because the Xuanling Body emerged that his ranking became second. His strength, even Liu Yi at his peak, may not necessarily win.

Now, one is rising and the other is getting worse, and Liu Yi will definitely lose when he fights Hua Yun.

Not to mention Yang Bin, [Dibaquxsw.top] is against Ji Ningshuang, who doesn't have to fight at all, and she will definitely be defeated without any suspense.

As for Nie Feng, Situ Nan, Duan Yu, Ye Ruxue, and Shi Yan, the opponents they encountered were all ranked higher in the sect than them, and most of them were more likely to lose more and less.

In this way, except for Nangong Yue and Ye Chen who was bye, in the knockout round of these three competitions, seven people will be defeated in the first round of the nine true teachings of Hengyue Sect.

"Is this thief God sincere?" Situ Nan, who was standing beside him, could no longer bear to look at him and covered his face.

"I don't know you, but I can definitely not fight that white winged person." Ye Ruxue rubbed her eyebrows hard.

"Although I knew I would lose, I didn't expect Hengyue to lose so badly in the knockout round." Duan Yu, who had always been calm and composed, shook his head helplessly.

"Or why don't we just go home!"

Click! Click!

Yang Dingtian's fist was already clenched and his face was extremely hard to see. Feng Wuhen and his friends didn't look very good either.

Compared to them, Qingyun Sect and Zhengyang Sect were much more gloating. The true disciples of Hengyue Sect were divided up by the stronger disciples of his two sects. They were very willing to see this result.

"In this way, Hengyue Sect can be ignored." Cheng Kun, who was in the high position, leisurely turned the ring on his thumb, and his eyes were full of jokes. "Nangong Yue is not afraid. Even if he reaches the semi-finals, it will be difficult to enter the finals. As for Ye Chen, he is nothing in a human Yuan realm."

"Damn it, what nonsense groupings." On the other side, the old man Zhuge cursed, "I just like the kids of Hengyue Sect. He is all the bad guys who are trying to draw."

"The first round of Hengyue Sect is almost wiped out!" Shangguan family's Shangguan family shook his head helplessly.

"Most of Hengyue's strong disciples will lose, but Ye Chen, the weakest, can advance to the semi-finals, is really funny."

Amid the discussion, Wu Changqing of Zhengyang Sect had already gone to the battle stage, "Hengyue Sect Shi Yan, Qingyun Sect Yang Xu, went to the stage to showdown."

"It's easy to capture." In the direction of Qingyun Sect, a white-robed disciple immediately went to the battle stage, and then he looked at the direction of Hengyue Sect with a provocative gaze. Finally, his eyes were frozen on Shi Yan and said tragically, "I'm afraid of losing, so I don't have to come up."
Chapter completed!