Chapter 213 Don’t Say I Taught You
Looking at these ten Cloud Illusion Palaces, all the major forces were amazed.
Then, An Yu took his hand back, leaned on the armrest and said, "In this case, everyone can freely choose the serial number. What the result will be depends on your fortune."
After saying that, countless golden tokens were suspended above the lake.
Looking from the outside, these golden tokens look no different. Even if you look closely, there are no words on them.
"Don't worry about it, just take it!"
The disciples who entered the third round all had some skills. Seeing that everyone was still watching, Gu Yin took the lead in grabbing a token.
At this time, Gu Yin held the token in his palm and examined it carefully, only to find that it was a golden token that could no longer be an ordinary one.
"What's going on?" Gu Yin asked, frowning.
"You can try putting it in the water and then see." An Yu said tenderly.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yin grabbed the token and put it into the lake with doubt.
The next second, a word appeared on the golden token.
sixteen!
As the words appeared on the token, everyone's eyes lit up.
Sixteen means it is the sixteenth game.
Those who entered Yunhuan Heavenly Palace in the first round were all disciples from the first to the tenth round. The sixteenth round would be a matter for a later time, so they did not need to pay too much attention to it.
But, for others, what they need to pay more attention to are the other three people who have been drawn to the sixteenth round.
Gu Yin’s strength should not be underestimated!
"I hope we don't have to draw sixteen games." This thought came to the minds of many disciples.
Even if the three of them could work together, they still wouldn't be sure of winning against an opponent as strong as Gu Yin.
Not to mention that there can only be one winner in a game, and there are many people who change their minds in the middle of the game. You may just say you want to cooperate, and then they will stab you in the back the next moment.
This is the cruelty of the third round! Unless the strength is overwhelming, everything is hard to judge.
After Gu Yin was the first to take the golden token, other disciples also began to step onto the lake one after another to grab their own tokens.
"Luckily, I'm in the ninth game."
"Hey! I'm the fourteenth!"
"Oh my god, why am I playing sixteen games?"
“…”
Those who did not draw the sixteenth game were relieved.
When the person who drew the sixteenth game shouted loudly, everyone around him cast sympathetic glances at him.
Although Gu Yin has great deterrence in the sixteen games, there are also many powerful opponents, such as Nascent Soul cultivators, who are also objects they must pay attention to.
At the same time, there is an existence that everyone is afraid of.
Song Baiyi! The female swordsman that even Nascent Soul cultivators had to be wary of! After many people had finished drawing, Song Baiyi held the scabbard and stepped slowly on the surface of the lake. Her toes touched the lake, causing only a slight ripple.
Seeing Song Baiyi's figure, the people around took a deep breath.
Compared to those Nascent Soul cultivators, they wanted to know which number this female swordsman, who could kill anyone instantly with one sword, had drawn?
Of course, they all hope to avoid me, and it would be best if they were drawn into the same round with those Nascent Soul cultivators.
This way, they will feel more relaxed when entering the fourth round.
At this time, Song Baiyi stood slowly on the lake, grabbed a golden token and put it into the water.
Then, a word suddenly appeared on the token.
Nine! The ninth round!
Seeing this, most people present breathed a sigh of relief. Only those who had just drawn number nine and were a little relieved were almost desperate at this moment! Even if they met Gu Yin, they didn't want to meet Song Baiyi!
This person can kill even a peak Jindan-stage expert with one sword, so what's the difference between going up and giving up? ?
"Oh my God! Why is it the ninth round?"
"My stinky hands!"
"I thought I had drawn the best lot, but who could have imagined it would be the most hopeless..."
The three disciples who were drawn to the ninth round all looked miserable.
Among the three of them, the strongest is only in the late Jindan stage, and is not even as strong as the peak Jindan stage expert who was killed instantly by Song Baiyi with a single sword.
With the strength of these three people, it would be difficult for them to encircle and suppress Song Baiyi together.
Originally, they hoped to break through the third round by chance, so as to bring some honor to their own sect. But now it seems that they no longer have this opportunity.
As all the tokens on the lake were taken away, the entire lake has returned to its original appearance.
"Since everyone has drawn their own match token, let's start the third match of today's martial arts competition." An Yu said simply.
After that, ten golden ladders were built on the fairy island in the center, leading to the ten cloud fantasy palaces.
Upon seeing this, the disciples from the first ten matches came out one after another and gathered at the corresponding gates of the Yunhuan Heavenly Palace. The four of them all bowed respectfully to each other as a sign of friendship.
After the courtesy, the four of them stepped onto the golden ladder. Ten beams of light instantly enveloped them, and turned into a ray of golden light out of thin air, flying towards the Yunhuan Palace! Seeing this, the other disciples were a little uneasy.
Compared to those disciples who have already participated in the competition, these disciples who are waiting are more nervous.
Especially when they were drawn into matches with particularly strong opponents, they seemed even more nervous.
"Oh no, I'm still in the sixteenth round. When will I be able to wait for it to end?" Gu Yin complained.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Anyway, you can take them away with just two swords. What's the point?" Jiang Ming said casually.
"Sir, what you said... Aren't you too confident in me? To be honest, I'm not sure about this third round." Gu Yin's old face blushed.
"Haha, if you are afraid, I advise you to go back to your hometown and farm. That may be more suitable for you." Jiang Ming said with a smile.
"..."Gu Yin's face darkened.
According to Jiang Ming's temperament, if he really lost, he might really kick him out of Daotian Sect and send him back to farming.
He finally made some progress in his breakthrough, and he didn't want to be chased away like this, how embarrassing! "Hehehe, sir, please rest assured, even if I risk my life, I can definitely win this fight!" Gu Yin said, patting his chest.
"There's only one Jindan peak stage and two Jindan middle stage, it's like a life and death separation." Jiang Ming shook his head and sighed, patting the latter and said: "Don't say I taught you in the future."
“…”
This time, Gu Yin was completely speechless.
Is it necessary to be so strict? We are all in the Jindan stage, why should it be his fault if he loses in a one-on-three match?
The key is that he has no way to refute it.
Helplessly, no matter what the result will be, he must win this battle quickly!
Even if he has to use some tricks, he must win!
(End of this chapter)
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