Que 'er scratched the hair on her temples, feeling puzzled.
Why did Gongsun Changxing have such an excited voice?
This kind of voice was usually used to summon Xiao Yi.
"Keep quiet and watch patiently!" Xiao Yi patted Que 'er's head.
At the same time, all the ministers and family heads turned their heads and looked towards the north.
A group of people walked over from the north of the arena.
The leader was Ye Shuihan.
Beside Ye Shuihan was Tsiogua.
Behind the two of them were Chen Wanqin, Ye Wuhen, and Little Nine.
Behind them was Tong Yue, a tall, bulky mecha that made strange noises, and Tie Guai Li, who was holding a walking stick. This was the northern division's contestant.
Between Ye Shuihan and Tsiogua, there was a strange person.
This person had long hair and two strands of silver hair floating in front of his forehead. He was dressed in white, and his eyes were covered by a black cloth.
Obviously, he was blind.
Qin Hao sat in the center, giving off the feeling of being the moon surrounded by stars.
But what really made everyone feel strange was that Ye Shuihan, Tsiogua, Chen Wanqin, Ye Wuhen, and Little Nine.
Or the white-haired youth in the middle.
Everyone had the word "Hao" embroidered on their chests.
The handwriting was neat, exactly the same as the word "Hao" embroidered on Qin Yun's chest. It was obvious that they were from the same organization.
"We, the younger generation, pay our respects to Great Emperor Xiao Wu!"
The northern division's contestants stood on the north side of the arena. All the geniuses of the four divisions were finally gathered together.
They were secretly competing with each other. Their ostentatious auras were like the smell of gunpowder, making the spectators below the arena feel a sense of suffocation.
A sense of suffocation.
Zhou Wuneng stared at Qin Hao with eyes that seemed to be able to spit fire.
"Are you waiting for the best opportunity to reveal your identity in front of everyone without making a sound?"
After Qin Hao appeared, Xiao Yi's eyes were fixed on him, unable to move away.
Qin Hao was still holding back. He was most likely waiting for the best opportunity.
Xiao Yi sighed. He didn't know who was going to be unlucky and become Qin Hao's stepping stone.
"That person … he is …"
In fact, Emperor Xiao was not the only one paying attention to Qin Hao. Jiang Fan frowned and pointed at Qin Hao in the crowd.
Qin Hao gave him a sense of familiarity. It was a familiar feeling, one that was so calm and profound.
Just like Li Bai when he first visited the Lin Jiang Mansion.
"What happened to that person?"
Ling Xiaoxue looked at where Jiang Fan was pointing at and saw a blind man with strong facial features and two strands of white hair floating in front of his forehead.
At this time, Qin Hao entered the arena with his real appearance and was not Li Bai, so Ling Xiaoxue didn't notice.
"No, nothing …"
Jiang Fan noticed that he was in a daze and quickly retracted his hand.
Qin Hao was just a stranger. How could he be his master, Li Bai?
Jiang Fan felt that he was hallucinating.
Tian Daluo, who was next to the chief of Zhanyue Prefecture, also had hallucinations. He stared at Qin Hao for a long time.
As Qin Hao's eyes were covered by a black cloth, part of his face was covered.
So, he didn't recognize him immediately.
In his heart, he didn't believe that Qin Hao had the courage to come to Beijiang from Xiliang and stand in front of so many people.
On the stage.
"First of all, congratulations to all of you for fighting all the way to the finals.
Then, I would like to apologize to all of you. Because soon, many contestants who came from all corners of the continent will leave Daliao.
In the arena.
This sounds very cruel. "
Emperor Xiao's words were short, but everyone understood what he meant.
Then, he waved his hand and let Gongsun Changxing make the final introduction.
"The rules for today's advancement are very simple. You will fight two rounds. The winner will have the opportunity to challenge the top ten experts on the Imperial Martial Ranking.
Failure means elimination. Even if you lose only one round, you will lose everything. Shui Dongliu, do you understand? "Gongsun Changxing asked.
Gongsun Changxing stood in the imperial tower and said to the people below.
"Understood!"
The contestants on the east, south, west, and north arenas, totaling 140 people, shouted at the same time. Their voices shook the arena.
It was very simple. Everyone only had one chance to fight. If they won the first round, they could fight the second round. Only if they won both rounds would they be qualified to participate in the second round of the finals.
In the second round, they would fight with the top ten geniuses on the Imperial Martial Ranking.
This was the threshold to the finals.
"Even if you are not in the same arena, I believe that you have a general understanding of each other's cultivation and fame through the rankings on the Imperial Martial Ranking. Now, let's begin!"
Gongsun Changxing waved his hand.
Immediately, two beautiful palace maids dressed in court attire stepped onto the arena.
The two palace maids each held a tray. On each tray was a bamboo tube containing bamboo sticks.
"Bamboo sticks?"
Tsiogua was stunned. Then, he exchanged glances with Ye Shuihan and the others.
They had participated in many competitions. They all knew what this was … drawing lots.
They drew lots to determine their opponents.
"The one who draws the number one will fight with the last person.
The winner will draw a second round. "
Gongsun Changxing waved the horsetail whisk in his hand.
Tsiogua and the others raised their hands and each took a bamboo stick from the bamboo tubes held by the palace maids.
When they opened the bamboo tubes, Tsiogua's eyes suddenly widened. "Oh, I got the number one!"
This meant that he was the first to fight.
Then, among the contestants in the eastern arena, someone could not help but exclaim, "Oh, I got the last one."
The person who spoke was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion.
"Oh, everyone, look! The one who drew the last lot is the dignified junior. He's my grandson. My grandson entered the martial path at the age of three, completed the Body Tempering Realm at the age of six, reached the peak of the Essence Gathering Realm at the age of ten, and reached the sixth layer of the Essence Gathering Realm at the age of twelve … Now, he's already twenty years old.
At the age of seventeen, he's already at the level of a Secondary Venerable. He's really bringing honor to his family … "An elder of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion could not help but praise.
At this time, a loud bang was heard. Someone could not help but interrupt the old man. "You don't need to speak anymore. Your grandson has already been eliminated!"
"What?"
The eyes of the second elder of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion widened as he stood up. He hadn't even finished his words and his grandson had already been defeated by Qin Wentian?
He looked down and coincidentally saw Tsiogua retracting his fist.
With one punch, a Secondary Venerable was sent flying off the arena and fell unconscious. Xiao Yi's words were really too cruel.
"Next!"
At this time, Gongsun Changxing shouted.
Following this, Tsiogua went to draw the second lot.
"Despicable, truly despicable. Disciples of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, listen up. If you see a bastard with the word 'Hao' embroidered on his chest, beat him to a pulp, beat him to a pulp, beat him to a pulp …"
"Second elder, pay attention to your attitude. What are you shouting about?" Pavilion Master Jiang glared at the second elder and pointed at Xiao Yi who was sitting on the dragon throne.
If it was a normal competition, it would be fine if you said such ruthless words.
How dare you be so impudent in front of a Martial Emperor?
You're simply ruining the moral standing of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion.
This was a competition for the princess's husband.
"You finally couldn't hold back and came!"
Holding his bamboo stick in his hand, Duan Zijue laughed at Qin Hao, who had a piece of cloth covering his eyes, from far away.