bestfiction Chapter 268 Drawing Lots
Chapter 268 Drawing Lots
Chapter 268 Drawing Lots
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Isn't it allowed by the rules?"
"Permission is permission..."
Di Xiaoyun's pretty face turned bright red. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She turned and walked away, saying, "I'm so angry!"
She immediately went to the corridor and called the sect leader, Zhuang Chunrou:
"Sect Master, both elders from the Huayun Sect have entered the competition!"
On the other end of the phone, Zhuang Chunrou's voice was filled with surprise: "What! Huang Yuanbai and Mu Ying participated in the competition?"
"That's right!" Di Xiaoyun cried out helplessly, "Sect Master, what should we do?!"
This year, Renwang Sect is basically guaranteed to win the championship, while Tianlan Sect is focused on competing with Huayun Sect for second place.
But now things are even worse. With Huayun Sect sending elders to participate, Tianlan Sect's chances of winning have been further reduced.
The sect competition is a stage for newcomers to show their talents. This has been a long-standing rule. Now, Huayun Sect has broken the rule, and Tianlan Sect cannot find a replacement at the last minute.
In short, Tianlan Sect is in a difficult situation.
Zhuang Chunrou said helplessly, "What else can we do? We can only leave it to fate and draw the best fortune stick!"
"Sigh!" Di Xiaoyun sighed, and hung up the phone after chatting for a few more minutes.
When Di Xiaoyun returned to the hall, her gaze towards Lin Fan changed, revealing a hint of disdain.
Lin Fan didn't pay any attention to Di Xiaoyun's behavior.
Other people's opinions don't matter, as long as Su Ruowei is happy.
At 10 a.m., a woman in a cheongsam walked into the waiting hall.
She pointed to the large screen on the wall and said, "All experts, please look at the screen. Your opponents in the first round will be displayed on the screen."
She continued to explain, "The first round is an elimination tournament. The winners advance and add one point to their sect, while the losers are eliminated and leave."
After the woman in the cheongsam finished speaking, dozens of people turned their attention to the screen, and Lin Fan also looked towards the screen.
Unwittingly, Lin Fan noticed that the ten members of the Renwang Sect were still resting with their eyes closed, seemingly unconcerned about the results of the draw.
So confident?
Lin Fan smiled and continued looking at the screen.
The large screen started scrolling, and in a short while, the lottery results were generated intelligently.
Everyone craned their necks to look, and after a moment, some were happy while others were sad.
A martial artist from a minor sect complained, "Damn it, what's the point of this competition! They drew Tianyi right off the bat, I'm forfeiting!"
After reading the results, Sun Tianqiang searched for something in the meeting room.
Meanwhile, Di Xiaoyun was also scanning the venue.
Their eyes met, both revealing a murderous intent.
Di Xiaoyun's first match was against Sun Tianqiang.
Huang Yuanbai and Mu Ying drew two players from minor sects, and they should be able to win both of them without any surprises.
Dong Tianjiao, One-Eyed, and Flower-Armed from the Crimson Flame Sect didn't draw anyone from the Benevolent King Sect, but the rest of the Crimson Flame Sect weren't so lucky. Three of them had to face experts from the Benevolent King Sect right from the start.
Lin Fan drew a disciple from a small sect in the first round.
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"Everyone, those who wish to abstain can do so now," the woman in the cheongsam said with a smile, covering her face.
Based on past experience, disciples from smaller sects usually abstain from the competition if they draw a bad lot in the first round.
Sure enough, as soon as the woman in the cheongsam finished speaking, several people walked out of the hall.
Without exception, they were all martial artists from minor sects who had reached the sixth level of body refinement.
"Please proceed to the arena's stands to watch the first match, Lin Fan versus Liu Neng. Please prepare yourselves."
After the woman in the cheongsam finished speaking, everyone stood up and followed her to the ring.
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The arena is a cube 3 meters off the ground, 30 meters long and 30 meters wide, enough for martial arts practitioners to practice their fists and feet.
There are weapon racks on both sides, with all kinds of weapons available for the contestants to use.
The competition rules clearly state that melee weapons may be used, but only those provided by the organizers.
At the same time, both sides should stop when they have reached a point, and neither side should try to kill the other.
Weapons are indiscriminate and injuries are inevitable. Doctors are on standby at all times in the first row of seats at the edge of the ring, where contestants waiting to enter the ring also sit.
After the second row is the audience seating area, which consists of more than a hundred rows arranged in a circle around the entire arena area, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of spectators.
Lin Fan and Liu Neng entered the ring from opposite sides.
"Go Lin Fan!!"
The moment Lin Fan stepped onto the arena, he heard shouts from afar.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Su Ruowei and Gu Xinyan sitting in the third row, in a prime viewing spot.
Lin Fan activated his Heavenly Eye, quickly scanning the audience and spotting many familiar faces:
Liu Zhengwei and his wife, Liu Linglong and Shen Qianqian, are from Linglong Technology.
The Ji family consists of three members: Ji Shangde, Ji Wuque, and Ji Wuyou, father and sons.
Fang Yixiao and his disciple Lian Jiulong.
Liu Deguang from Interactive Entertainment Group was accompanied by his secretary Song Xueyao and Zheng Chengyi.
Ma Renyi and Jiang Beifeng from the Medical Department sat next to each other, with Ma Yixue and Jiang Lingfu accompanying them.
Upon closer inspection, Han Mengxue was sitting next to Jiang Lingfu.
So they're already in a relationship? Lin Fan couldn't help but be curious; he'd have to ask them about it later.
Besides these people, disciples from various sects who did not participate also became spectators.
Ren Siyao was also in the audience, cheering for Hua Yunzong.
"Sigh." Lin Fan sighed, then smiled.
It was a little awkward with so many familiar faces around.
"Come on, Brother Fan!"
Jiang Lingfu suddenly shouted loudly.
Lin Fan awkwardly waved to Jiang Lingfu.
"Isn't Lin Fan a doctor?" Ma Yixue leaned out and asked Jiang Lingfu, who was sitting two seats away, with a surprised look.
Jiang Lingfu stared intently at Lin Fan, his tone filled with admiration: "Brother Fan's martial arts skills are also very high; he is a master of both medicine and martial arts!"
Jiang Beifeng laughed heartily: "Yes! My master is incredibly powerful."
Ma Renyi nodded repeatedly: "Brother Lin Fan is very strong. I heard he was going to participate in the competition, so I took some time out of my busy schedule to come and see him."
"I see." Ma Yixue pursed her lips and sat up straight.
The thought of mistaking Lin Fan for a blind date still made her feel a little embarrassed.
"Go, Fan Ge!" Liu Linglong chimed in, waving a flag and cheering.
Liu Zhengwei was startled and quickly grabbed Liu Linglong, saying, "What are you doing? Keep a low profile!"
With a 'bang', the large screen next to the arena lit up, and dozens of cameras below the stage were pointed at Lin Fan and Liu Neng.
The entire fight between martial arts practitioners on the arena was projected onto a large screen.
Meanwhile, the competition was broadcast live on television in every household.
A mechanical sound rang out, and a lift platform next to the arena slowly rose.
When the host appeared in the audience's sight, the whole place erupted in cheers!
The host of this sect competition is none other than the big star Yang Wanrou.
Yang Wanrou is a contracted star of the Shancheng Group and can be deployed by the group. Lin Fan hadn't paid much attention to the arrangements for this sect competition, and was somewhat surprised when he saw Yang Wanrou.
Yang Wanrou picked up the microphone, about to say something, when she caught sight of Lin Fan on the side of the ring.
"Pfft." Yang Wanrou almost burst out laughing.
Is the big boss here to experience life?
"Ahem." Yang Wanrou cleared her throat, suppressing a laugh: "Hello everyone, welcome to..."