Chapter 152 Looking forward to it

For Yue Qianchou, Dongfang Changao naturally knew it. He turned around and looked up at the head upstairs. Feng Xiangtian shouted down, "Wue Qianchou, don't you look at what place it is. Is it your random place? For the sake of your ignorance, I will forgive you for the time being. If you dare to do it again next time, I will not forgive you!" I thanked him in a row.

"Chang Ao, go on!"

Dongfang Changao nodded, turned around and glanced deeply at Yue Qianchou, glanced around, and shouted in a low voice: "The Alchemy Pavilion Yue Qianchou won the white lot and unconditionally advanced to the next round of lottery. The disciples who drew the number one to the tenth lots stayed for the test, and the other disciples dispersed for the time being.

Hearing this, he exhaled his breath, like an amnesty, and trotted all the way back to the crowd on the other side of the Alchemy Pavilion.

Seeing him like this, how many people laughed! Gu Qingyun in the crowd of Xiuzhen Pavilion shook his head helplessly. Xiao Wanqing, who was mixed in the crowd of people in Wanfen Garden, fell weakly on Kou Xuehua's shoulder. He kept laughing, and the women also smiled, which was difficult to restrain. Unfortunately, Furong doesn't like places that are too lively. She didn't come this time, otherwise she wouldn't know how she would feel after seeing it.

"You...hey! I really don't know what to say about you." Yang Qian looked at Yue Qianchou, who ran back to his side, and smiled bitterly. Yue Qianchou arched his hand to the disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion and said, "I really didn't mean it. I'm really sorry to make everyone laugh." Everyone smiled at you. "We are smiling."

After the people watching around laughed, they were greatly disappointed. They came here today mainly to rush to worry. Who knows that nearly one thousandth of the probability can be met by him. Who do you think this should be told?

The square is large enough to be divided into ten fields, supervised by ten elders, and a test of ten pairs of disciples began. A joke just now was temporarily thrown aside by everyone, and attention was turned to the competition.

The sword turned into a streamer, everywhere, and the figure suddenly scolded. For a moment, the sound of gold and iron sounded everywhere in the whole square, and the sound of banging was endless.

After a competition, most of the ten disciples who lost were injured, and some were even seriously injured and carried away. People who have a good relationship with Yue Qianchou can't help worrying about him. This test allows death and injury. Naturally, the purpose is to give full play to their best strength. Look at the appearance of the test just now, many people are merciful. It may be because of the same disciple. It is not easy to kill, otherwise it is not easy to fight after going back. And I'm afraid there won't be such a good thing for Yue Qianchou.

Most of the disciples who signed up for the test are disciples at the end of Jiedan, and they are also the elite of the disciples of the same level in Xiuzhen Pavilion. Imagine that if there is a big difference in cultivation, they have suffered a big loss first. Although they are all in the elixir period, there are two levels of difference between Yue Qianchou and their cultivation. If the other party's men are not merciful, the situation of Yue Qianchou can be imagined.

These leaps and sorrows also found that the more similar the cultivation in the test, the more dangerous the fight is. They all want to win, and often want to kill the other party. As a result, one point wins or loses, and one party does not die becomes a serious injury. Unlike the big difference in cultivation, high cultivation can easily win, and you can naturally control the weight of the hand. If you compare it in this way, you have to die.

Sure enough, after the second game, a famous disciple was cut off by his opponent on the spot. The smell of blood dispersed, which seemed to stimulate the disciples of the competition. The fight became more and more fierce, and both sides of the competition often killed each other.

Yang Qian looked worriedly and saw that his eyes narrowed slightly and didn't know what he was thinking.

On the scene, Feng Xiangtian, who was on the attic of Xiuzhen, frowned and called Guan Weiwu over and said, "Mighty, although you used elixir to forcibly bring your cultivation to the elixir period, there is still some gap with other disciples. His talent in alchemy is really rare. If there is any accident, It is indeed a big loss for Xiandao. I mean, do you want him to think about it? If it really doesn't work... Let him play and admit defeat! Didn't he draw a blank lottery in this round? Or it's not too late for him to quit the game now.

The elders beside me thought about it and felt that the leader was right. The matter of Yue Qianchou's alchemy was a secret to others, but most of the people upstairs had witnessed Yue Qianchou's alchemy with their own eyes. That talent is really indespable. In case of an accident, it was really a great loss to I couldn't help nodding and agreeing with the leader's opinion. Guan Weiwu was stunned and said, "Brother, isn't my face in the Alchemy Pavilion big?"

"The head, I don't think it's necessary." Ferdinand came over and frowned, "What's the use of refining well? If he escapes in the same door, with this reputation, I'm afraid he can't raise his head in Fuxian Island all his life. Unless he leaves Fuxian Island in the future. In Federnan's mind, he didn't want his daughter to be a loser.

"Yes! Yes!" Guan Weiwu echoed the way. Feng Xiangtian nodded slightly and turned his attention back to the test venue. The elders didn't speak either.

Nearly a thousand people played nearly 50 games, and a day passed like this. As a result, most of the losers were injured, and more than a dozen disciples even lost their lives. Yue Qianchou sat cross-legged on the ground and watched the competition from beginning to end without saying a word. Whenever he saw those who killed his opponents, he would unconsciously narrow his eyes and remember the man's face.

There was no comparison that night, because it was all placed during the day. After the end of the show, the disciples of all veins rushed back quickly. If there is anything, they have to finish it tonight. Tomorrow's test leap a thousand worries can't run away. Because the 494-three disciples who won today and Yue Qianchou, who have been promoted in advance, just make up an even number and can be divided into 247 games, so there will be no white signing tomorrow. Tomorrow is really a good day to look forward to!

The next day, the popularity here did not diminish at all, and his eyes were still focused on Yue Qianchou, who drew lots. Yue Qianchou touched the sign, glanced at it and pulled it firmly in the palm of his hand, with a smile on the corners of his mouth. If he was lucky, it was an integer. The number was 2000, but he didn't know who his opponent was.

Back in the Alchemy Pavilion crowd, Yang Qian asked knowingly, "Have you finished smoking?" Yue Qianchou nodded. Seeing the worry in his eyes, he couldn't help smiling. Is he really that worried? When I was practicing in Utopia, I often pulled the three company commanders at the end of the Yuanying to accompany me to practice. It's not to play with children's house, but to play with real materials. How can I be afraid of these disciples at the end of Jiedan!

Yue Qianchou looked calmly at the competition in front of him. When he found that the disciple who had been stained with human life yesterday, and today he actually killed an opponent again, Yue Qianchou's eyes almost narrowed into a crack, and a cold light flashed inside.

The people around looked at it one after another, but they never found that Yue Qianchou was on the stage. They all waited a little anxiously and didn't know what number he was touching. When Dongfang Changao announced the beginning of today's 20th game, Yue Qian stood up sadly and walked slowly to the field. Yang Qian gently said "ah" next to him, and suddenly, like a stone leak * a thousand layers of waves, all the heads twisted over layer by layer, and all his eyes were focused on the figure slowly walking into the field...