Chapter 1731: Gold, silver, copper, iron

Chapter 1731 Gold, Silver, Bronze, Iron

"Don't be wordy, just listen to the elders!" Someone frowned and couldn't help but yell at the whispering companions around him.

The crowd stopped talking and listened carefully.

Elder Yinpao said in a deep voice: "Today's draw will be divided into four groups: A, B, C, and D. After each group is drawn separately, the internal competition will be conducted, and the last ten will be directly selected for the final test tomorrow!"

"what?"

"It turned out to be like this!"

Everyone couldn't help being a little surprised when they heard the words. Although the rules have not changed in essence, they are still somewhat different from what they expected.

If it is divided into only two groups of gold and silver, basically everyone may fight another person, but if it is divided into four groups, the number of opponents will be greatly reduced.

Although there is no essential difference, for those warriors of mediocre strength, the opponents they may encounter are much less.

But this situation makes them totally unhappy.

After all, the most powerful geniuses are a minority. If it is a mixed draw, the chance of them encountering such a strong is relatively small. If you are lucky, it is not difficult to go forward a few more rounds.

But judging by the current rules, their luck seems not so good.

Although theoretically speaking, the relative reduction in the number of people will also reduce the chance of encountering the strong, but in reality it is not!

There were only 320 martial artists participating in today's competition, divided into four groups, that is, 80 people in each group.

These eighty people then draw lots internally to compete, and only three rounds will decide the winner. They can't get around those powerful existences.

And if according to the original rules, all three hundred and twenty people were drawn together, they still have a certain chance of encountering opponents who are not too strong, so they will get into the final exam tomorrow.

But looking at it now, this situation is almost impossible.

"Oh! How could this be?"

"Humph! I think they are aimed at the warriors of these second-rate sects and families!"

"Yes! I don't say anything on the face, but I still use this rule to plunder us everywhere, forcing us to be eliminated!"

"Hehe, you second-rate sect and aristocratic warriors all think so, what should we do with the warriors of small affiliated countries and independent cities?"

Disappointment spread among the crowd, most of the warriors shook their heads and sighed, and their faces were a little unsightly, especially those warriors who had cultivated a flat level were extremely disappointed, even a little afraid of the next competition.

However, there are still some who remain calm. These people are the genius warriors of the three great families of Cangjing, the three great sects of Canglan, and the royal family.

Even if the martial arts convention has been carried out up to now, they still have no worries and worries, and they are almost not nervous.

With strong strength as a backing, for the next competition, no matter how the rules change, they will not be guilty and timid.

Because no matter what, they will be the last ones to advance.

Unless you have bad luck and meet those top talents in advance, there is no suspense at all.

"Does everyone understand?" The elder Yinpao was not wordy, and asked aloud. Seeing that no one dared to raise questions, he immediately waved his hand and started the draw.

Swish Swish!

With a wave of his big hand, the two silver robe elders next to him immediately threw out their numbers.

It’s just that compared with the previous few days, this time the number is divided into four colors, gold, silver, bronze, and iron. Each has 80 draws, which adds up to just 320 draws.

"Silver Sign No. 65!"

"Golden lottery number 30!"

"Iron sign number 18!"

"Bronze Sign No. 59!"

When the number was signed, there was a loud noise in the crowd.

But obviously, this is just a group signing, and does not produce a direct opponent.

However, these people still can't wait to scan around, want to see who holds the same color number as themselves.

And these people are undoubtedly the opponents they will face next.

"The draw is complete, divide it into four columns, hurry!"

Elder Yinpao did not hesitate, and waved his big hand coldly to indicate that everyone did not dare to hesitate, and immediately separated and stood in four square formations.

Looking at the disciples neatly lined up below, Elder Yinpao nodded in satisfaction, then hesitated, and said loudly: "Next, the four groups will be supervised by my four companions. After the internal draw, the competition will be conducted immediately!"

As soon as the words fell, four silver-robed elders walked out from the high platform, and each commanded a phalanx to start drawing lots.

After everyone handed in the extra group sign, the draw began again.

"Golden sign phalanx, come here!"

"Silver sign phalanx, come with me!"

"Bronze sign phalanx!"

"Iron sign phalanx, listen to my orders!"

The four elders gave orders in unison, and the four square formations lined up neatly under the high platform, waiting intently.

Immediately afterwards, the gold and silver two-color numbers flew down like a rainstorm and fell into the hands of every disciple.

The draw of eighty people in each group was not difficult, and the opponents were quickly drawn out. Then, everyone came to the side ring.

After the busy schedule last night, the original ten arenas have been dismantled, and forty arenas have been rebuilt.

And there is a certain interval between every ten arena, which is obviously reserved for different groups.

Seeing the location of these arenas, many warriors suddenly understood!

"I should have guessed today's rules long ago!"

"Haha, if you can't guess it, is there any difference?"

"It's not too late to know now!"

"Oh! A small affiliated warrior like ours with mediocre strength, you don't have to think about upgrading!"

The expressions of the people were different, some of them were full of ambitions, while others shook their heads and smiled bitterly, apparently knowing that they could not go far, maybe even the first round might not be able to get through.

Jiang Tian got the bronze lottery. After standing in the queue, he looked up and suddenly showed a bitter smile with a strange look in his eyes.

Not far to his right, a few warriors, stood a familiar figure.

No one else, it is Luo Lan!

Feeling Jiang Tian's gaze, Luo Lan couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Jiang Tian...how could it be such a coincidence?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect it either!"

Looking at Luo Lan with a wry smile and complex expression, Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled, also a little depressed.

But when I thought about it, I was relieved. Although Luo Lan was in a group with him, she might not have the opportunity to fight.

After all, there are still a lot of powerful warriors in this group. If Luo Lan is unlucky, she will probably be eliminated in the first round.

The two thought of this almost tacitly, and with a relative smile, their expressions became calmer.

It's just Jiang Tian's calmness, and more confidence in his own strength. Although there are many strong players in the bronze group, he asks himself that there is no pressure to enter the top ten.

But for Luo Lan, this calmness is more of a kind of helplessness.

She knew very well that with her own strength in the Qingxuan Kingdom, she could only be a small supporting role in this martial arts conference.