"The 40 warriors on the eight major stages will enter the second round of group standing. Now, please step down from the stage, write your names on the wooden signs handed to you by the staff, and then divide into groups."
It is no longer Old Xuanyuan who reads out the rules.
It was the old man sitting behind Xuanyuan old man who scolded Lu Fan for humiliating Wumen.
The 40 warriors on the eight stages walked down the stage one after another, took the wooden signs from the staff who came up, wrote their names, and handed them back again.
Lu Fan also wrote his name on the wooden sign.
Because it takes a certain amount of time to filter the group list, everyone else returned to their respective family camps.
Some people brought tea and water, and there were also doctors accompanying them to treat their injuries in time.
Lu Fan was the only one standing there. Several prison guards walked towards him, tied his hands and feet with chains again, and took him to the guard area to wait.
"Excessive!"
Master Kongchan looked cold: "We are all human beings. Why can they enjoy such good treatment, but the one who was most seriously injured cannot be given time to heal and regain his strength?"
"I think the so-called Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition, which is the most fair and impartial in the world, is nothing more than that!"
When he saw that Lu Fan was injured all over his body, he had already prepared Bodhisattva Sect's top-notch medicine for healing injuries, and was waiting for Lu Fan to rest before helping him heal.
But who would have known that Lu Fan was actually shackled again, without even having time to rest, and was thrown into the guard area like a dog, with his hands and feet tied with iron chains, and he was not even given a drink of water.
Master Kongchan spoke angrily, regardless of the current situation he was in, and cursed loudly.
Coach Lei frowned when he saw this: "Brother Lu's injury is serious. If he is not treated in time, he may not be able to survive in the next group stage."
"Then there's nothing we can do."
Lu Wushuang said coldly: "The rules of the competition are that no one is allowed to interfere. If we force him to heal his injuries now, it is no different from sending him to death."
And just then!
"The four major families are here!"
Following a lengthy shout, the main door of the competition square slowly opened, and four figures appeared from the opened door. Without squinting, they walked directly onto the high platform.
The Dragon Slaying Club, the jury, and the members of the ten major families all stood up.
The identities of the four figures are evident from this.
"That's the head of the Wang family in Northern Xinjiang, Wang Guoguang!"
Someone recognized at a glance the identity of a burly middle-aged man wearing a black tunic suit walking in front.
"The Royal Family of Northern Xinjiang, a group of warlords, has five generals in one generation! One family controls more than half of China's military power..."
"That, that is actually the current deputy head of the Kong family in the east, Kong Buyu!"
Another old man in Tang suit among the four figures was instantly recognized.