After the butcher's words fell, all the disciples of the Nine Caves and Eighteen Peaks were ready to move, but one person from each camp walked out and walked straight to the huge bamboo tube. Every disciple who went to draw lots was a member of each peak or cave.
The first strong one.
Zhou Meng walked out of Longhu Peak as expected. The moment he stepped out, he seemed to feel the burning eyes of the hundreds of disciples on Longhu Peak falling on him, which was a kind of hope.
In front of the bamboo tube that emitted faint golden light, twenty-seven strong men stood tall and straight. Under the gaze of several people, they stretched out their palms and printed them on the bamboo tube.
Buzz, golden light flashed, bursting out, and I saw golden beams of light rising into the sky, shining with luster, wrapping a long bamboo stick.
"The groups have been successfully grouped. Disciples from each peak and cave, be prepared to meet the challenge."
When the bamboo sticks floated in the air, the butcher's voice slowly sounded. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the floating bamboo sticks. There were no other complicated things on the bamboo sticks, only a number.
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There were three groups in total, and the bamboo stick Zhou Meng drew was from one group. But when everyone in Longhu Peak went to check on the members of one group, their faces turned green.
"Hiss, Longhu Peak has drawn a lottery this time. I'm afraid they will be defeated directly and compete for the following rankings. The top three will directly depend on them."
"The group of death, Longhu Peak has actually entered the group of death. It's over. This time the competition seems to be even more intense."[
"The top three. The competition has always been about the top three. There are huge treasures with rich rewards. Other than the top three, the other rankings are not worth fighting for. The Dragon Tiger Peak is over."
Everyone immediately started talking, and Zhou Meng also wrinkled his forehead slightly. He did not expect that he would get such an unlucky lottery, but then he laughed again. For him, such a dead end was a simple matter.
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Among the nine groups in one group, fully six groups are in the Nine-Dong. As we all know, among the Nine-Dong and Eighteen Peaks, Nine-Dong is the leader. The top three in previous years are firmly locked in the Nine-Dong.
, has never been obtained by any peak.
"Dragon Tiger Peak is over. The disciples in the nine holes are each very strong. If they are knocked down directly, I am afraid that they will not even have the strength to fight again. How can they compete for the future rankings?"
"Whatever, Longhu Peak is always at the bottom every year. Our second group only has one among the nine holes. It seems that we can compete for the top three this time."
Many other experts who came to draw lots also looked at Zhou Meng mockingly, secretly happy in their hearts, but the six groups of nine-hole experts who were divided into one group smiled coldly and locked their eyes on each other.
He directly ignored Zhou Meng.
Yes, Zhou Meng is strong, but the rule of this competition is not to be stronger than an individual, but to hold on to the ring and defend the challenges of the other eight groups to be considered successful. Therefore, no matter how strong Zhou Meng is, he will never be able to resist it.
All the strong men living in the nine caves will be crushed.
The elders above the Wu Tower also looked at the two elders Long Feng Hu Yun with smiles. Among them, Ling Tong's face was full of mockery, but the two elders still smiled calmly, with confidence in their smiles.
But there was a trace of worry in his eyes. Yes, Zhou Meng was strong, but which of the disciples in the Nine Caves was weak?
One person fighting six hundred strong men alone? This is almost a dead end. The other Longhu Peak disciples are not as strong as the six hundred strong men. They have no hope of victory. At this time, the hearts of the two elders are unexpectedly...
I started to pray, praying that Zhou Meng could get the last position in the group, otherwise it would be an absolute dead end and there would be no possibility of winning.
"Let's go, everyone, it's time for us to go down." The butcher glanced at everyone, and then took the lead, followed by other elders and strong men, and came to the front of the three major arenas.
After the elders came to the ring, the butcher said calmly: "Okay, the groups have been completed. When you come to your corresponding ring, there will be elders who will come to sort out the order for you to attack and defend the ring."
After saying that, the three elders walked out and walked towards each arena, while the twenty-seven groups of disciples also began to walk towards their respective arenas in an orderly manner, waiting for the lottery to be drawn again.
The elder who drew lots for the first group was Fanchen, the soul giant who had preached to the outer disciples. He came to the disciples representing the nine major camps and took out a simple bronze mirror. The surface of the mirror was blurry and seemed to have a layer of fog.
It's surging and I can't see anything clearly.
"Okay, you wait for nine people and input a force into the mirror." Fanchen said coldly. The nine disciples quickly stretched out their palms and shot out a force into the bronze mirror. In an instant, a bright blue burst out from the mirror.
The light was beating and bursting out, as if it was absorbing nine powers.
The hearts of the two elders Longfenghuyun were raised to their throats, and they prayed secretly that they must be the last one. Otherwise, even if they get fourth place in this competition, they will not be able to restore their nearly thousand years of friendship.
To save face, only by ranking last can Zhou Meng have a chance to win the championship.[
All the disciples of the Six Holes and Three Peaks have their eyes fixed on the representative disciple, praying to get the last one to challenge the ring. That is an excellent position that every camp hopes to get.
Buzz, suddenly, a emerald green luster appeared from Zhou Meng's body, flickering non-stop. Long Feng Hu Yun's face turned gloomy in an instant. The two of them almost yelled, he was the first, and Zhou Meng actually won the first place.
One person!
"Damn, no, our Dragon Tiger Peak actually won the first place again. How could we possibly win? Is there something fishy in this!"
"Haha, great, Longhu Peak is about to be eliminated. Number one, they are dead!"
Then, the bodies of several other disciples appeared one after another. What is strange is that the rankings of the six holes are all at the bottom, and the top three are actually from the Eighteen Peaks.
Three peaks.
Zhou Meng looked at Fanchen and took a deep breath. Wasn't his luck a little too bad? He unexpectedly won such a heaven-defying position. If he hadn't already broken through to the power of the two dragons and elephants, I am afraid that this competition would not be successful.
Longhu Peak is about to return with hatred again.
"Shut up, everyone. The rankings have appeared. If anyone objects again, they will be disqualified from the competition!" Hearing the chatter, Fanchen shouted coldly, and all the disciples in the nine groups immediately shut up.
"Okay, Longhu Peak disciples, the minimum number can be one person at a time and the maximum number is ten, and they can stick to the ring. The first one to challenge is Yunmeng Peak. I will give you each a minute to get ready." Fanchen waved his hand.
He took a few steps back and stood next to the ring.
Yunmeng Peak is a mid-range existence among the Eighteen Peaks. The strongest disciple is the Eight Thousand Xiangli of the Dzogchen Realm. They began to discuss tactics and how to defeat Longhu Peak who was guarding the ring.
On the Longhu Peak side, a heated discussion began. The maximum number of disciples guarding the arena was ten, which meant that they needed to hold on to at least ten attacks before they could defeat Yifeng. This was also a war of attrition.
"Senior Brother Zhou Meng, let us go first. You and the nine senior brothers will form the last group."
"Yes, even though we are unlucky, we will not let them win easily even if we fight to the last person."
One by one, the disciples all started to discuss. Zhou Meng looked at everyone's excited expressions and smiled softly: "Okay, brothers, you all stand here and watch carefully. In this first group, I will go up myself."
, if I lose, it’s not too late for you to try your best.”
As he spoke, Zhou Meng slowly stepped onto the huge arena while everyone looked at him in astonishment. His arms were vertical and his eyes were indifferent, as if he was guarding the heavens alone.
On the other side of Yunmeng Peak, the ten disciples who had broken through the barrier had also stepped onto the ring. Looking at Zhou Meng who was walking up alone, they all had some doubts. Then a flash of anger appeared in their eyes. This was because they were looking down on them.
Time, the anger burned in my heart.
"Longhu Peak, you are the only one this time?" Fanchen also felt a little strange and asked doubtfully.
Zhou Meng nodded, then looked at the ten disciples of Yunmeng Peak and said softly: "Come on."
Boom, a monstrous force rose into the sky from around Zhou Meng's body. The faces of all the disciples in the six caves, including all the disciples, instantly became solemn. They felt that it seemed to be an insurmountable giant peak, standing between heaven and earth.
ps: Sorry, the update is late, the second update will be here in a while