Facing Gu Shijing's serious look, Xue Chang had no choice but to respond: "Okay."

It was not yet time for the morning, and the 119 martial arts people (except the unconscious Wu Xian) who participated in the competition in the palace square had arrived. The Great Zhou generals led by King Zhennan took their seats on the city tower one after another, and the nobles also attended one after another.

After experiencing yesterday's annoying court meeting, Emperor Taixiang couldn't wait to issue an order: "Let's start."

So, the first group of Ye San, Huiwu, Jingxin Master, Xue Chang, Qiu Yunhan, Longwei Chen Zhongyi, Wuqin Villa Lian Xuanying, Shenjian Villa Si Jinyu, Taishan School Mu Lingzi, and Gu Shijing came to the front of the Changmu Platform under the city tower and started drawing lots.

Su Mufan, holding a bamboo stick and wooden barrel, glanced at him. Ye San was undoubtedly the one who looked the most relaxed. Even Xue Chang was a little nervous even if everyone was favored by everyone, let alone others. In his opinion, this was normal. After all, if you are not lucky and you will almost never win if you draw against Ye San. If you want to challenge their qualifications, you have to win a few more games.

"Senior Ye, please!" Su Mufan took the sign in front of Ye San and said respectfully.

Ye San did not draw lots immediately, but looked at him and asked, "You are Su Mufan, a Jiangnan sword?"

"It's the junior."

"I heard that you have been advised by He Hongwei?"

"I was fortunate to receive careful guidance from Senior He when I was young." Su Mufan said frankly, and he did not avoid it because He Hongwei was a traitor listed by the court.

"I hope I have the opportunity to compete with you." Ye San looked at him and said seriously.

"It is the honor of the younger generation to be able to win the favor of Senior Ye." Su Mufan replied with a smile.

Ye San nodded and pulled out a wooden stick. The word engraved on it was "Gold".

Next, the others were drawing lots, and Su Mufan was obviously not so polite.

Xue Chang drew a "fire" lottery. None of the three people in front got the "fire", and the five people in the back didn't draw the "fire". Before Gu Shijing could draw the lottery in the end, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, when Gu Shijing pulled out the last wooden stick, Long Wei's voice also sounded: "What Gu Shijing in the Goddess Palace drew fire!"

She was really hit by her crow's mouth!... Xue Chang muttered in her heart, feeling Gu Shijing's gaze looking at him. He also looked up and touched each other, and the other party showed a little relaxation.

Did she think I would let go?... Xue Chang thought to herself and began to worry about it.

"The result of the lottery-" Longwei official said loudly: "Iron Blood Changhemen Ye San vs. Longwei Chen Zhongyi, Shaolin Temple Huiwu vs. Tangmen Qiu Yunhan, Emei Sect Jingxin Master vs. Taishan Sect Mu Lingzi, Xiaoyao Sect Xue Chang vs. Goddess Palace Gu Shijing, Mingqin Villa Lian Xuanying vs. Divine Sword Villa Si Jinyu, please come to the stage to compete immediately!"

"Xue Lang actually fought with Master Gu!" Luo Lanmeng couldn't help but exclaim after hearing the announcement of the Long Guard official downstairs.

"This is interesting." Emperor Taixiang smiled. In order not to let Wule, Zen Master Wunu and six others feel bad. He did not intervene in the top ten matchmaking competition without authorization, but the result of the draw made him feel good. At this moment, he asked Luo Lanmeng with interest: "Emperor Sister, do you want your Master Gu to win? Or do you want Xue Chang to win?"

Luo Lanmeng thought for a moment and answered cleverly: "Brother Emperor, this is not a question I hope not to hope, but Master Gu is not Xue Lang's opponent. They have fought twice before, and Master both lost. The last time they fought was more than ten days ago. I think there should be no change in this fight."

"Oh, that's it." In fact, Emperor Taixiang had known for a long time that he could not see a trace of panic on Luo Lanmeng's face. He felt quite bored and turned his head and said, "Old Cao, it's a pity that your subordinate met Marquis Fan Yang."

"Emperor." Cao Zhong said seriously: "The reason why Long Wei sent Chen Zhongyi to the competition this time is that he wanted the martial arts people to know the strength of our Long Wei, and the other is that he wanted Chen Zhongyi to get some training, which would help him improve his martial arts skills and work for you in the future. As for becoming a warrior in the country, it is not our consideration at all, so the old minister believes that Chen Zhongyi can fight with Marquis Fan Yang, which is the best exercise for him."

After hearing this, Emperor Taixiang couldn't help but sigh: "In my opinion, your Dragon Guard is the real protector of the country!"

Just as Emperor Taixiang was speaking, the five pairs of martial arts men had already stood on the prescribed wooden platform.

Xue Chang looked at Gu Shijing standing opposite him, and his brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to make Gu Shijing lose without any injuries, and at the same time, it also made the bystanders not realize that he was cheating, so he did not hear Long Wei announce the start of the competition.

At this time, he heard Gu Shijing say loudly: "I am not the opponent of Sect Xue! I admit defeat!"

As soon as this was said, Xue Chang was stunned for a moment. He then reacted and said anxiously: "Prince Gu, Long Wei just emphasized that 'You can't compete passively'. At least you can fight me, otherwise--"

"Save your strength and hit those guys over there." Gu Shijing looked at Changmutai, turned around and walked downstairs.

Gu Shijing was so simply that Xue Chang was a little helpless. He couldn't stop the other party and prevent him from stepping down.

Not only was he at a loss, but even Long Wei, who was responsible for supervising the competition, didn't know what to do. He was stunned for a while before he ran to report to the Long Wei official who was responsible for the entire stadium.

Xue Chang stood on the wooden platform, staring at Gu Shijing, dressed in high spirits, holding a long sword in her hand, walked to the rest area gracefully, ignoring the surprise and doubts of others, sat alone on the wooden chair, closing her eyes to rest.

The Long Guard official received a report that because Gu Shijing's special identity was not dared to take action without authorization, so he had to ask Emperor Taixiang on the city tower to make a judgment.

Before Emperor Taixiang made a decision, Luo Lanmeng quickly pleaded: "Brother Emperor, Master Gu... has a straightforward personality. He lost to Xue Lang in both fights, so she may feel... there is no need to compete again."

"She thinks?! If everyone thinks like her, I don't have to hold this martial arts conference!" Emperor Taixiang snorted heavily.

Facing Emperor Taixiang's angry face, Luo Lanmeng still begged without fear: "Emperor brother, my master's uncle--"

"Emperor sister, don't say it!" Emperor Taixiang said in a deep voice: "The martial arts conference was held for the first time. We must set an example for the future. No one can violate the rules!... Gu Shijing, the Goddess Palace, competed passively, and punished her to win one more game before she could be qualified to challenge the six national protection warriors!"

Luo Lanmeng felt relieved when she heard this, because based on her understanding of Gu Shijing, this punishment was nothing to her. Emperor Taixiang still showed mercy this time.

"Your Majesty, Xue Chang's competition..." Cao Zhong reminded from the side.

"Even if he won without a fight." Emperor Taixiang was intrigued again: "It's good, let's arrange for him to challenge the six national protection warriors immediately!"

"Yes, the emperor."

When the other four competitions had begun, Xue Chang was once again led by Longwei to the Changmu platform. Zen Master Wubei held the sign and said to Xue Chang with a calm expression: "President Xue, please draw lots."

Xue Chang glanced at the six tags in the tag barrel and pulled out one with his own hands.

The eyes of the six people on the long wooden platform immediately focused.

Xue Chang picked up the wooden sign and looked at it, which was engraved: Dugu Changhui.

He handed the wooden sign to the Long Guard official next to him, and looked at Dugu Changhui on the front.

"It seems that the opponent that Master Xue draws is me." Dugu Changhui stood up immediately, and his movements were quite straightforward.

"Real person, can you discuss and give this opportunity to me?" Zen Master Wunu said.

The Long Guard officials next to them did not dissuade them, as if they were waiting for them to discuss and come up with a result. After all, the identity of a warrior in the country protection is completely different from that of ordinary martial artists.

"I'm sorry, I have been looking forward to the fight with Master Xue for a long time. It's really God's arrangement to meet such an important occasion." Dugu Changhui directly refused.

What else does Zen Master Wunu say if he doesn’t want to say.

The Long Guard official then announced loudly: "Xiaoyao sent Xue Chang to challenge Dugu Zhenren!"

There was a commotion in the rest area.

"This Master Xue has drawn a good lottery!" Niu Dingtian, the leader of Funiu Village, laughed and said, "Such an important competition has become a civil war in the Bashu martial arts world. I think Dugu Zhenren will definitely be proud to help his juniors."

"Nonsense!" Guo Huaishou immediately retorted loudly: "Dugu Zhenren is strong in nature and never holds his hands on fighting with others. Moreover, before the competition began, you are randomly speculating. I don't know what the purpose of slandering Dugu Zhenren is!"

Niu Dingtian was also quick-talking and said something. He regretted it a little, for fear that Dugu Changhui would find out and come to cause trouble for him in the future, so he simply refused to respond in a quiet voice.

Yang Ang, the head of the Yang family in Luonan, retorted: "Justice, the head of the Bashu Wulin Goddess Palace, took the initiative to admit defeat before the fight started, allowing Master Xue to easily obtain the qualification to advance. Isn't this cheating? With this basis, shouldn't we doubt it!"

Guo Huaishou was speechless for a moment.

"The emperor has made a ruling between the Palace Master Gu and the Sect Master Xue before. If you are not convinced, you can appeal to the emperor again." Lu Changcai said with a serious expression: "But you have no evidence, but you are here to slander the reputation of our Qingcheng Sect. If you have the chance next, I will definitely seek justice!"

"Master Lu is right." Li Changle, the leader of Danshan Gang, shouted: "Ge, you not only humiliate the Qingcheng Sect, but also slander our entire Bashu martial arts world. Are you treating our Bashu martial arts world as no one! If you don't apologize today, you will not be able to do it!"

"You are right, apologize!" Guo Huaishou immediately shouted loudly. Others such as Jiang Shenghuo, Feng Youleng and others also followed suit.

Although the people of the five great masters of Luoyang and Niu Dingtian in the martial arts world on this side were not willing to be outdone, others such as Hua Qingjin and the leader of the Yellow River Water Gang, Sui Haixin, etc., did not mix together, and their momentum was much worse.
Chapter completed!