When Xing Tian spread the six words in his hand, many people were guessing in their hearts what number Bai Song got.

Qing Rushi, a disciple of the Sword Sect, took out a silk silk with seven characters written on it.

Shi Sheng looked at Yun Luo with a sneer and shook the eight characters on his hand.

Could it be that Bai Song, who fell into the lower half, would he meet Xing Tian in the first round?

According to the rules, Wei Xingyao chose first. When everyone thought he would choose between the Taoist boy, the little monk or Yun Luo, he chose a disciple of the Sword Sect who got No. 15.

Leng Bingyang looked at him with some confusion, not understanding what he was thinking, so he decisively chose the little monk.

However, Gron unexpectedly did not choose the Taoist boy, but chose Yunluo with a smile.

He sneered in his heart, no matter how small or easy it is to knead the two, it is also the third realm, why don’t you choose this second realm to knead the knead?

The fourth Wang Heng also unexpectedly chose a disciple of the Sword Sect who had obtained No. 13.

This series of actions made Pei Zhen frown secretly and smell the scent of conspiracy.

The fifth disciple of the Sword Sect naturally chose the Taoist boy. There was no way. Among the remaining people, the Taoist boy and Xie Bao were the only ones left. No matter how you think this Taoist boy is easier to deal with.

One by one, one gaze was gathered on Xing Tian, ​​and everyone was curious about his choice.

He smiled faintly, looked at Bai Song and said, "The beauty of adulthood?"

Bai Qingyue frowned.

Bai Song thought for a while and nodded slightly.

The entire ring was surrounded by a sudden sound of conversation, and no one expected that this showdown that seemed to be the final decisive battle would take place in the first round.

The disciples of the Sword Sect naturally supported Bai Song, but it did not prevent them from discussing this duel fiercely.

"Senior Brother Bai has been in seclusion for more than a year, his sword intent is refined and his sword skills have reached a higher level. Then Xing Tian is probably no match."

"Senior Brother Bai is in seclusion, so he doesn't know how to practice? I think this battle will inevitably be extremely fierce."

"Hey, which one of you?"

"I haven't finished speaking yet. No matter how intense it is, our Senior Brother Bai will win in the end."

"Actually you are right. Hengduan Daozhuang's "Hengduan Zhenjie" is well-known in the world of cultivation. As the young owner of Hengduan Daozhuang, Xing Tian naturally gained the true teachings."

"The "Great Snow Cloud Dragon Art" practiced by our Senior Brother Bai is also the extremely exquisite sword art of our Sword Sect."

"Hey, I said it would be useful for you to argue here for a long time? You have to see the results of the competition."

"Hey, you guys, look."

There have been new changes on the ring. Shi Sheng holding number eight was once again beyond everyone's expectations. He did not choose the last remaining disciple of the Sword Sect, but chose Yun Luo.

According to the rules, Yunluo, who was chosen by many people, has the qualification to oppose the election.

The Danding Cave is the best grade in the third level; the Qingxi Sword Pool is the Saint, who first entered the third level in the lower level.

It seems easy to decide.

Half a day of gathering qi, one day of gathering qi seems to be a coincidence and arrangement of fate.

Before Yun Luo could speak, Gron spoke first, bowed to Bai Qingyue and asked, "Senior Bai, can I change someone?"

Bai Qingyue nodded, and Gray first selected the last disciple of the Sword Sect.

The situation seemed to be a little wrong. Yan Jinghan frowned and said to Chen Qingfeng in his heart: "Is this like?"

Chen Qingfeng responded in his heart, "It seems like they are forcing Yun Luo to show off against Shi Sheng."

In any case, the match was confirmed like this.
Chapter completed!