The first round began with a draw of lots. Within four days, the teams would compete in 150 matches, eliminating half of the remaining players. With such a tight deadline, there would naturally be several overlapping matches. Logically, there should be two matches each in the morning and afternoon, with each match involving ten teams simultaneously.
Luo Jiujiang's lottery happened to be the first game of the first day, and many people wanted to come early to see something new.
Before the time came, Luo Jiujiang saw Yue Qinghui and Dong Shuangyu outside the arena. The three of them were not in a hurry as the competition was not yet about to start, so they chatted for a while.
Yue Qinghui approached Luo Jiujiang, his face full of gossip, and whispered, "Do you know who has the most outstanding cultivation this time? Who is most likely to win the spot?"
Luo Jiujiang had always had a wide circle of friends, and many people would ask him for help when they had something to do. It was generally okay to ask him about common, non-sexual matters like these, about the level of one's cultivation.
"Of course I count as one, and Qianling counts as one," Luo Jiujiang said with a raised eyebrow. A moment later, under Yue Qinghui's urging gaze, he admitted, "I really don't know this time. I had something to do the past two days and wasn't with everyone. Qianling even drew the lottery for me."
"I was wondering why I haven't seen you two these past two days." Yue Qinghui sighed. "Forget it, you know less than I do. Let me be clear with you - those exceptionally outstanding ones are either stuck in the upper realm sects, or they didn't come back because they didn't like our competition. As the saying goes, when there's no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king. Among the candidates this time, Du Chuan has the highest cultivation level."
Luo Jiujiang said thoughtfully: "At his age, it's nothing for him to have the highest level of cultivation. If the colors and patterns could be richer, it would be worth mentioning."
Yue Qinghui, who had grown up with him, laughed out loud when he heard the meaning behind his words. This earned him a strange glance from Dong Shuangyu: "Mr. Luo, what do you mean..."
"Beat him until his face is covered with peach blossoms!" Yue Qinghui laughed next to Dong Shuangyu's ear.
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The opponent Luo Jiujiang drew in the preliminary round was a girl with a very gentle temperament. She had a graceful figure, a long silver whip wrapped around her waist, and stood gracefully on the court, giving people a very demure feeling.
Following the custom, they introduced themselves and their families, then began to fight. Their weapons occasionally collided, sending sparks flying. After nearly a hundred blows, the results of the bouts in the distance had already been determined.
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