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Chapter 1181: Grouping

The four masters of the gate took their seats.

The atmosphere in the entire competition ground instantly became a little more solemn.

Many people's eyes also began to focus on Lu Fan, who was being held in the guard area and bound with chains.

Lu Fan's uncle Lu Jianping actually appears here. No one knows whether this is a blessing or a curse for Lu Fan.

after an hour.

The wooden box brought by the elder of the Dragon Slaying Society himself was placed on the high platform.

There is also a long desk next to it. On top of the desk, there is a black wooden sign of Ten Fast Times.

On each wooden sign are written the names of the top ten ancient martial arts families and the most outstanding young talents.

In the box, there were forty warriors who stood out from the melee audition.

"Everyone, now I will personally select the number cards and divide the group competition list."

The elder of the Dragon Slaying Society looked solemn as he put his hand into the wooden box, "The first choice to be drawn is the contestants from the first group."

As he spoke, he had already taken out his arm from the wooden box, and there were four more wooden signs in his hand.

"The first group of contestants are Huang Jun, Huo Zhengfeng, Meng Ziyang, and Li Ge."

"Your opponents are the Nangong family and Nangong Wuxiu."

The entire spectator area fell into a deathly silence for an instant.

"Nangong, Wu Xiu?"

"Is he the legendary Nangong martial arts cultivator who broke through to the Grand Master realm of ancient martial arts at the age of 17, cultivated the five paths of true energy at the age of 19, and at the age of 23, broke through the ten paths and entered the ranks of the strongest?"

"And it's been five years since his last statistical strength."

"He is now 28 years old! And he has been in seclusion for five years. When he appears this time, can he be considered as a young master in the world?"

Nangong Wuxiu is a legend in the ancient martial arts world of China.

Nangong is the second-ranked family among the top ten ancient martial arts families in China. Its strength is second only to the Dongfang family, which was once split from one of the three major families. With its ability to practice qi, it prides itself on martial arts.

And the name of Nangong Wuxiu was already well-known in the martial arts world of China even before he came of age, and was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It was a nightmare that haunts the hearts of every talented warrior.

As for the four martial arts masters who were thought to be in the same group as him, their faces were pale at this moment, and there was no trace of hope in their eyes.

Lu Fan was sitting cross-legged in the guard area, closing his eyes and regulating his breath, trying to regain his strength in the shortest time. He was also listening to his name and when he would appear.

As for the Luo family camp, the Cao family camp, and the Mohist camp, there were three sharp eyes staring at him from a distance, as sharp as an eagle, filled with fanaticism and anticipation:

"You bastard, don't let me get together with you, otherwise I will skin you and cramp you to wash my family's face!"

The drawing of lots continues.

"Wang Ping, Ying Kuo... against the Sima family, Sima Aofeng."

"Zhao Qin, Han Zhen... against the Wenren family and Wenren Muxue."

"Qian Zhi, Lu Chenxing... versus the Song family, Song Yingyu."

When he thought of Song Yingyu, Lu Fan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the Song family camp who was wearing a dark robe.

But there were so many people, and with their backs to the guard area, it was impossible to see clearly where Song Yingyu was.

Then read.

It's just that when the list of the Cao family and the Luo family appeared, but no names appeared.

Cao Qitian, the young master of the Cao family, gritted his teeth and said: "You are lucky!"

But then, Lu Fan's name appeared.

He was placed in the sixth group and faced off against the challenger, the Mo family, Mo Feiyu.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The Mo family camp instantly burst into laughter!

"Hahahahaha! Good, good! Unexpectedly, you really fell into the hands of my Mo family!"

Mo Yu stood up excitedly and looked at Lu Fan in the guard area, with a joking expression on his face: "Brother! Did you see that? Even God is helping me, the Mo family! You must take him to the stage later.

Crush all the bones in his body bit by bit! Crush all his meridians, and then cut off all the flesh on his body bit by bit, making his life worse than death! Let him know what the consequences will be if he offends my Mo family!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"


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