The lot was drawn in a wooden box. Wen Yan held a small wooden box in his hand, and each family reached out from the opening of the wooden box to draw lots.
Luo Chen let go of his senses and looked into the wooden box, and found that there were sixteen small bamboo pieces inside the wooden box, but there were only eight numbers written on them, because every two bamboo pieces had the same number written on them.
Looking at these numbers, Luo Chen knew that those who drew the same number should be a group.
His eyes were focused on the people who led the team from the aristocratic families who drew lots. These people were very fast and did not say a word. After pulling out the small bamboo pieces from the wooden box, they did not look at them or show them to others. They grabbed the small bamboo pieces and quickly moved away.
Leave the arena and return to your home under the stone pillar.
"No. 8?!"
When Nangong Dao grabbed a small piece of bamboo in the wooden box, Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, then glanced at the last stone pillar on the right.
Because just now, Luo Chen's perception saw that the leader of that aristocratic family also drew number eight.
but......
After glancing at the disciples of that family, Luo Chen's lips curled up. This first battle was much easier!
"No. 8 was drawn! You're the last one to play!"
At this time, Nangong Dao also ducked back to the stone strips, sat down again, and looked at Luo Chen.
"Um!"
Luo Chen withdrew his eyes and nodded with a slight smile.
At this time, all the draws on the arena were over. Luo Chen, who had been observing the wooden box with his senses, suddenly discovered that except for two of the six major families who were drawn into the same group, the other four families did not meet together.
With such a high probability, he only met one group. Luo Chen was amazed and at the same time, he focused his attention on Wen Yan on the ring because he made another move.
I saw Wen Yan throwing the wooden box in his hand under the ring, and then said loudly: "The battle of the aristocratic families has officially begun! You are responsible for life and death in the ring! The contestant of the aristocratic family who has drawn number 1 comes on stage!"
When the voice fell, Wen Yan made a "swish" sound and took the lead to leave the ring and return to the steps beside the stone chair.
As Wen Yan left, two young figures, a man and a woman, appeared on the ring.
Both of them are at the middle level of the first-class realm. The man is tall and strong, while the woman is wrapped in a fiery red tight dress, but she looks more delicate.
After taking the stage, the two of them started fighting without saying a word. The man wielded a big ax and the woman wielded a steel whip.
In just an instant, there were heavy ax shadows on the arena, and the whistling of steel whips brought out bursts of phoenix sounds.
Looking at the two figures on the ring, Nangong Dao took the initiative to introduce Luo Chen:
"The man is from the Chen family, a small aristocratic family, and the woman's name is Wen Yue. She is from the Wen family of Peach Blossom Island, and she is also a member of the Wen family. Although she looks delicate, she has already beaten the Wen family's whip.
She has mastered the magic skill 'Phoenix Dance in Nine Heavens', and she is also one of the most outstanding people of the younger generation of the Wen family. Although she is in the same realm as that man, that man will never be Wen Yue's opponent."
"Um!"
Luo Chen nodded gently. In fact, he had already seen Wen Yue's power. The steel whip in Wen Yue's hand was a special steel whip. The entire steel whip was covered with barbs, and the front end was forged into a fine metal whip.
Steel arrowhead.
The long steel whip danced smoothly in Wen Yue's hands. The middle part danced in front of her body, keeping the man away, while the front end was like a poisonous snake, lashing and stabbing the man from time to time.
Facing such a long whip, although the man was tall and strong, he felt that his power was useless. Once he leaned close to Wen Yue, Wen Yue immediately distanced himself from him, and then danced with full force.
It was a barbed steel whip that was tearing towards him with the sound of a phoenix.
In such a struggle, the man was beaten until Wen Yue finally seized the opportunity and wrapped a steel whip directly around the man's waist.
"Ah!"
With a cooing sound, Wen Yue's zhenqi shook, and she swung the steel whip in her hand.
"Stab it!"
Rags were flying, and the man who was wrapped around his waist was immediately thrown away and rolled away from the ring, and his clothes were torn into rags by the barbs on the steel whip.
"Woooo...boom!"
His body spun in the air at high speed, causing gusts of wind. The man flew a certain distance and then fell outside the ring.
However, as soon as he landed, the man rolled over like a carp and stood up.
Looking at his naked upper body and the bloodstains on his waist pulled out by the barbs, the man glanced at Wenyue on the ring with a depressed look, then turned and walked towards the stone pillar of his house.
"The first group! Wen Jiawen Yue wins!"
A stern voice sounded. Although Wen Yan, who was standing on the steps, still looked stern, his eyes still showed a trace of approval when he looked at Wen Yue on the stage.
Seeing Wen Yue's victory, no one in the square was surprised. Wen Yue was from one of the six great families, so it would be a surprise if he lost.
On the ring, Wen Yue, who had won the victory, bowed to the innate strong man and Wen Yan who were resting on the stone chair with their eyes closed, and then jumped off the ring.
Next, there is the second group, the third group...
For these groups, Luo Chen just looked at them without much interest, because these groups were all from small aristocratic families, and those with the highest cultivation level were at the mid-level first-class level, but there was nothing interesting about them.
It was not until the end of the fourth group that Luo Chen finally cheered up. Because of his perception, Luo Chen already knew the opponent and knew that the next battle would be the most exciting battle of this round.
really!
"The fourth round is over and the fifth round begins! The player who draws number five will take the field!"
As Wen Yan's voice fell, there was a 'dong' sound, and a person was instantly knocked down on the ring.
This was a young man wearing black clothes with a vertical collar and a sinister look in his eyes. He was also the man who Nangong Dao called his dear brother when Luo Chen and others disembarked.
As soon as this person appeared on the stage, he raised his chin and looked up at the audience, and everyone around him was no longer silent.
"Akihito! This time it's Akihito from the Ming family!"
"There are talents from generation to generation, and this year's battle of aristocratic families actually has several first-rate late-stage young masters. I'm afraid Akihito's strength will catch up with our older generation!"
"Hmm! I don't know which company his opponent is. I'm afraid there's no suspense in this one."
"uncertain......"
Everyone was talking and looking around, wanting to know who Akihito's opponent was.
Luo Chen, on the other hand, looked directly at the second stone pillar diagonally opposite, looking at the young man in linen clothes who was in a daze under the stone pillar.
This person was also among the other group of people Luo Chen and others met when they got off the ship, the first-rate late-stage master with a melancholy face.
"Yan'er! It's your turn!"
While Luo Chen was looking at the Maid young man, in front of the Maid young man, a majestic middle-aged man frowned, then turned his head to look at the Maid young man.
"Well!"
Hearing the cry, the young man in sackcloth gathered his distracted eyes again and stared blankly at the majestic middle-aged man.
Seeing this, the majestic middle-aged man's face darkened, and he said solemnly again: "It's your turn!"
"Um!"
The young man in linen clothes slowly raised his head and looked towards the arena.
When he saw Akihito on the ring, the melancholy on the young man's face disappeared instantly, his whole person was filled with fierceness, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Is there finally a chance?!"
It was as if the anger that had been suppressed for thousands of years burst out, but the sound it made was extremely dull.
The young man in sackcloth picked up the gun next to him and slowly stood up. He stared at Akihito on the stage and walked step by step firmly.
However, just after the young man in Mai took a few steps, the majestic middle-aged voice suddenly sounded again:
"Don't act out of emotion! Life is the most important thing!"
The voice was still full of majesty, but it had slight fluctuations.
Hearing the sound, the young man in sackcloth paused and swayed slightly, but still walked firmly towards the ring without looking back.