But how can I put it, this method may not actually be feasible.
After all, this kind of exercise is obviously an evil thing. Those who practice it will not only become as young as Mo Yingying, but may also become ten years older like the previous Ji Caixuan.
But it’s good to ask. If it doesn’t work, then find another way!
Mo Yingying had appeared, but several seniors smiled slightly, and each other's smiles were meaningful.
Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at Mo Yingying's straight gaze, she didn't know why, but she had an intuition.
This woman must know something...
Fortunately, Mo Yingying didn't stay too long before she was interrupted by a roar.
"Haha, you all are so excited... With such a grand life, I, the Wanxie Sect, naturally have to come and visit it!"
Hearing the name of Wanxie Sect, Wen Ranran's heart was shocked.
Isn't this the ten thousand-year old man who had a feud with the Brahma Sect that day and wanted to kidnap Ye Junmeng?
"Master Wanledan is joking. Everyone here is judging heroes by martial arts. Besides, it's not like I haven't sent you invitations for this year? Why are you anxious?" Ye Lingxiao on the side said coldly.
Wan Ledan's expression changed almost instantly.
Everyone in the world doesn't know that the Wanxie Sect is an organization of nomadic people in the north, so the name Wanledan basically has a bit of a barbarian flavor.
It's just that this name is not very auspicious in the Central Plains...
Wan Le Dan, it's all over...it's very spiritual.
When Wen Ranran heard the name, she almost coughed violently. She held back her laughter and pinched Sha Qian Dao's sleeve.
Naturally, this small movement could not escape Wan Ledan's eyes. Therefore, the other party looked at him with a look like a poisonous scorpion, and Wen Ranran responded with a smile, without any fear.
Wan Ledan snorted coldly and sat down with a puff of sleeves.
Basically, there are more than two hundred people who come to participate, and lots are drawn immediately. Of course, some larger sects will have a bye in the first and second rounds, and will wait until they officially enter the top 32 before competing.
Once this happens, things will obviously get better.
So, the whole day before, everyone was yawning in this boring fight. In the end, even Xia Lihong, who had always been in high spirits, couldn't help but yawn again and again.
However, those with lower kung fu are naturally not worth mentioning. After a whole morning of fighting, these people were almost exhausted.
Until Wen Ranran and Sha Qiandao couldn't help but move a chair to take a nap, the afternoon competition finally came late.
Everyone came on stage to draw lots, and the lots were divided in advance.
Qiu Nan stood on the stage and took out four pieces of paper, still expressionless.
"Please invite Ming Yan, Ye Shaohua, Xia Liyuan, and Qian Yu to come forward and draw your opponents!"
Wen Ranran was still staring at Ming Yan's name. Now when she heard the other party calling her name, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
"Don't worry!" Xia Lihong whispered in Wen Ranran's ear.
Wen Ranran blinked and said nothing. She probably understood something.
The note was provided by the Guangming Sect itself, and Xia Lihong, a thief, had tampered with the note!
Wen Ranran took a deep breath, then reached out and took out a piece of paper from the box. What was written on it was a name full of local flavor - Niu Daben.
Wen Ranran twitched the corner of her mouth without leaving any trace.