Manager Zhou showed the bamboo stick bucket in his hand.
There are ten bamboo sticks in the emerald green bamboo stick bucket, but unlike ordinary bamboo stick buckets, this bamboo stick bucket is actually a spiritual weapon.
"The bamboo sticks here are paired. Simply draw any bamboo stick, and the name of the corresponding stick holder will appear on it."
As he spoke, Manager Zhou flicked his sleeves, and the bamboo stick bucket came to each person in turn, allowing them to draw bamboo sticks.
The order of drawing lots was based on the order of advancement, and Lin Jun and Jiang Deng were the first to finish drawing.
When it was Xiao Yan's turn, he prayed in his heart, hoping that he could draw Jiang Deng, so that he could know whether Jiang Deng was the person the demon was looking for.
Ying Ziru also hoped that she could draw Jiang Deng. After all, Jiang Deng was the only one among these people with useless spiritual roots, so her strength should be the weakest.
Leng Baige was no exception. When he drew the lots, he thought viciously that as long as he met Jiang Deng in the next game, he could use his newly acquired Menghui Sword to avenge his previous defeat!
Soon, all ten people had drawn their lots.
Jiang Deng lowered the bamboo stick in his hand, and a name gradually emerged in the blank space - Zhou Shan.
Zhou Shan?
Jiang Deng turned her head and looked into the distance, and Zhou Shan happened to be looking at her.
Zhou Shan was wearing the red clothing that was the symbol of Qianchui Peak. He had a thin build, dark skin, tough facial features, and a calm aura. He looked like a taciturn and honest man.
The peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm...
When Jiang Deng was investigating Zhou Shan, Zhou Shan also looked at Jiang Deng a few times. Then the two nodded to each other and looked away.
Soon, the results of the other people's battles came out.
Lin Jun versus Leng Baige.
Xiao Yan versus He Yan.
Jiang Zhiling versus Jiang Zhi.
Ying Ziru will fight against Sun Fei.
Some people were happy about the result while others were sad. Among them, Sun Fei was so worried that he almost cried.
"Oh my god! How did I draw Ying Ziru? He's already reached the Perfect Foundation Establishment Stage! He's also the Young Palace Master of the Blissful Palace, so he must have a lot of treasures! I'm definitely losing!"
"Are you as unlucky as me?" He Yan couldn't help but say, "My opponent is Xiao Yan, a former Jindan realm master. Even if his strength has declined, he is still not someone a Foundation Establishment cultivator can deal with."
"Wow... We are really in the same boat!" Sun Fei tried to huddle together with He Yan for warmth, but He Yan pushed him away without mercy.
Jiang Deng ignored them and examined Jiang Zhi for a moment. Noticing that he had already reached the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, he warned, "Zhiling, be careful. I met your opponent, Jiang Zhi, at the Sword Tomb. He obtained the Sun and Moon Sword, a top-grade spiritual sword of the Heavenly Rank."
Jiang Zhiling blinked in confusion, "Is a Heavenly Grade Top Spiritual Sword really that powerful?"
Sister A'jie and Sister A'tu told her that her natal sword, the Edgeless Sword, was a growing spiritual sword that would improve with the strength of its owner. Now it could also exert the power of a heavenly-grade spiritual sword, and it was not impossible for it to be promoted to a divine sword in the future.
Jiang Deng frowned slightly, "The spirit sword is secondary. The key is that he, like you, has a natural spirit root and is currently at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. I'm afraid you are no match for him."
Jiang Zhiling wasn't nervous at all, and even went so far as to comfort Jiang Deng, "It's okay, sister. I lost this game, but there's still the next one. I just need to avoid losing two games in a row."
"Well, if it really doesn't work, just admit defeat. Everything is based on the premise of ensuring your safety." Jiang Deng advised Jiang Zhiling who was sitting next to him.
Jiang Zhiling always regarded Jiang Deng's words as imperial decrees, so she naturally nodded obediently.
"Sister Deng, don't just stare at Jiang Zhi." Sun Fei came over, "Your opponent Zhou Shan is no pushover either."
Jiang Deng raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?"
"Zhou Shan is the direct disciple of Song Bailian, the master of Qianchui Peak. He's also a weapon cultivator and can now forge Xuan-grade spirit swords. However, in the ten years since joining the sect, he's never sold his spirit swords. So... I suspect he's prepared some powerful moves for this internal competition. I'm afraid he won't be so easy to deal with."
After hearing Sun Fei's guess, Jiang Deng smiled slightly, "How do you know I haven't prepared any special moves for this internal competition?"
Sun Fei: “…”
To be honest, if he didn't know Jiang Deng, he would probably really believe it.
The key point is that there were only three days between the time Jiang Deng heard about the internal competition from him and the time the competition officially started. In three days, what could she possibly prepare? Could she possibly catch up with the ten years of preparation?
Boom——!
The loud noises continued.
The people in the lounge immediately dropped everything they were doing and looked outside.
In the competition area outside, the ten arenas suddenly shook violently, and they combined into twos to form five larger arenas.
The other disciples who failed to advance did not leave the competition area immediately, but chose to watch the game from the audience.
After all, such a lively scene only happens once every ten years!
How could they not join in the fun?
Soon, the breathing time of one stick of incense was over, and ten people stepped onto the stage. The five matches would be held simultaneously.
On the second stage.
Jiang Deng remained calm.
Zhou Shan, who was standing opposite her, was not as tall and mighty as Pan Tong, the physical cultivator she had fought before. He was even about the same height as her, but thinner. He was so ordinary that he was almost inconspicuous.
But Jiang Deng did not underestimate Zhou Shan. She could feel his strength and indomitable spirit beneath his calm appearance. He was obviously more difficult to deal with than Pan Tong whom she had met before.
There was clearly no hostility between the two of them, it was just a normal confrontation, but there was a sense of murderous intent coming from them!
In the audience, people were talking about it.
"Who do you think will win or lose in this match between Zhou Shan and Jiang Deng?"
Earlier in the elimination round, Senior Brother Wang, who had been brutally attacked by Jiang Deng, sneered, "Senior Brother Zhou is not easy to deal with. I heard that a month ago, when Senior Brother Pan entered the late Foundation Establishment Realm, he went to spar with Senior Brother Zhou. As a result, Senior Brother Zhou hid his prowess and easily defeated Senior Brother Pan in just a few rounds."
Pan Tong in the crowd darkened his face when he heard this. Although this was the truth, didn't he have any dignity by saying this in public?
"Senior Brother Pan, is this true?" someone asked.
Pan Tong said solemnly, "It's true. The most terrifying thing is that even though I tried my best during that sparring match, I couldn't force Brother Zhou to use his ultimate move. To this day, I still don't know what this ultimate move he has been preparing for the sect competition for ten years is..."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but gloat over it. "Jiang Deng is so unlucky to have run into Senior Brother Zhou so soon. It looks like she won't make it past the top ten!"
With public opinion overwhelmingly in favor, Manager Zhou shouted loudly.
"The game begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Deng and Zhou Shan moved at the same time!
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