Chapter 364 Draw

"Well, how about we gamble in another way?" Lin Xing thought for a moment and suggested.

"No matter what the way, I won't gamble with you. Fatty Lin, just die." The bald old man refused. That's 200,000 soul stones. If you lose, years of savings will be exhausted.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. The way I said is absolutely exciting." Lin Xing smiled and continued, "I asked Xiaofan to fight with your disciples with only two soul pets. In this way, your disciples should have a great advantage. How about that?"

"Two soul pets?" The bald old man fell into meditation and thought for a long time. He turned his head to look at Lin Xing and asked, "Is this true?"

"Real seriously." Lin Xing nodded with a smile.

"It's a deal!" The bald old man hesitated for a moment and nodded and agreed. He thought that if Ye Fan only uses two soul pets, Long Zhen has a great advantage in the number of soul pets. After all, the soul master in the later stage of the Yuanshen can summon four different soul pets. In a single soul pet battle, it is difficult to deal with a variety of multi-attribute soul pets. If you can't win like this, then this disciple will be too promising.

Next, the players of the top eight entered one by one. Except for Ye Fan and Long Zhen, the other six were over 30 years old, and one of them was Ye Fan's eldest brother Jin Yu.

Ye Fan knew that when he returned to the Fairy Soul Palace that when he was fighting with Xiong Shan, Jin Yu was unfortunately recruited back by his teacher Lin Xing, which was also the reason why he did not appear on the battlefield.

After seeing Ye Fan's outstanding performance in the quarterfinals, Jin Yu was shocked. He knew that Ye Fan was very powerful, but he never expected that he would be so perverted. Fortunately, I didn't have a head-on conflict with him at that time, otherwise, I would have to bear a huge price.

With the passage of time, gradually, a middle-aged man came out of the square of the confrontation. He waved his hand to the people present and said loudly, "All the same door, please be quiet. Next, we will have the competition of the soul master of the Yuanshen period. Now, we are invited to draw lots. . "

"Fifty thousand soul stones, I bet that Xiaofan and Xiaozhen will meet in the first round of competition." Lin Xing looked at Ye Fan and others in the square and said to the bald old man.

"100,000 soul stones!" The bald old man looked at him and replied.

"It's a deal." Lin Xing nodded.

The bald old man smiled. This kind of thing is completely based on luck, and the probability of his own side is very high. After all, there is no coincidence to divide the two of them in the first round of the game. In this way, these 100,000 soul stones have been made for nothing.

"Next, let's start drawing lots." The host said loudly.

When it was Ye Fan's turn, the bald old man's heart beat a little faster.

"What an auspicious number, our Elder Ye, is lucky to participate in the first game of the quarterfinals. His number is No. 1, No. 1." The host explained aloud.

After hearing the news, many soul masters shouted happily in unison, and the loud voice echoed throughout the square, as if Ye Fan had won the first prize.

"Damn it, Elder Ye is number one. The guy who won the number two should be unlucky."

"If only Elder Long won No. 2, we would be able to watch a shocking drama."

It is also true that many soul masters like Ye Fan are naturally more optimistic about strong people. They can see Elder Ye's skills in the first game, which is what many soul masters expect.

"No. 1, this guy actually drew No. 1, big deal is not good, big deal is bad!" The bald old man was a little anxious. His big hand stroked his bareheaded bag, and his heart was even more messy. That's a hundred thousand soul stones. I didn't expect to lose to this fat man like this. The bald old man was unwilling and very unwilling.

"Old bald donkey, you seem to be very nervous." Lin Xing looked in his eyes and asked with a smile.

"I'm nervous? Do you have it? Are you kidding, I'll be nervous?" After the bald old man finished speaking, he laughed.

"Well, I just want to remind you that your Xiaozhen hasn't drawn lots yet." Lin Xing patted the bald old man on the shoulder and said.

The bald old man was slightly stunned, and his face was a little embarrassed. Yes, Long Zhen hasn't drawn lots yet. What's so nervous about this? At that moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the distance calmly.

"Next, Elder Long, please draw lots." At this time, the host said and briefly introduced Long Zhen, "It is said that Elder Long is a natural soul body, so his cultivation has reached the late stage of Yuanshen, which can be said to be a young talent. Moreover, Elder Long is only two months older than Elder Ye. It can be said that they are the youngest generation of elders in our Fairy Soul Palace. Well, Elder Long is starting to draw lots now. What number will he draw? In fact, I personally hope that Elder Long and Elder Ye can come to the game. I believe you think so, right?

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The soul masters shouted in unison below.

Ye Fan swept around the soul master on the scene, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Compared with the game two days ago, the number of people present now is at least more than 10,000, more than ten times the original. Thanks to the huge size of this square, otherwise, so many people alone can't be put on hold.

"Bad boy, announce the number quickly!" The bald old man was anxious and shouted.

The host looked at the old man from afar and was a little shocked. Because the position was the elder seat, and all the audience were at the elder level, he said in an unchanged way: "It seems that we have a friend who can't wait. Next, let's see how many times Elder Long draws... It's No. 8, No. 8, more. The auspicious number, unfortunately, he can't fight with Elder Ye. Speaking of this, the host couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Hearing this, the bald old man finally took a breath and said to Lin Xing, "Fatty Lin, take out the 100,000 soul stones quickly."

No. 8 drawn by Long Zhen. According to the rules of the game, if Ye Fan wants to meet him, at least the two of them can enter the top four. Therefore, Lin Xing lost this bet.

"Don't worry, can I still repudiate the debt?" Lin Xing blew his beard and stared.

"Wait, wait, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry." At this time, the host suddenly shouted, "Dear friends, just now I accidentally made a mistake. What I saw was Elder Sun's number, not Elder Long's. Next, I will announce Elder Long's number, No. 2 is No. 2! Once again, I deeply apologize for my dereliction of duty.

Hearing the news, the bald old man, who had got up and was ready to shout, sat down on the chair.