Qin Feng was speechless.

Zhao Qianqian still spoke unabashedly and kept saying nothing shocking.

However, Qin Feng could also see from this that Zhao Qiankun would probably not appear in this dispute over the Spirit Juling Pond.

Speaking of which, I feel a little regretful, but also inexplicably a little lucky.

Because of Zhao Qianqian, the antagonistic relationship between Qin Feng and Zhao Qiankun has become subtle.

That Zhao Qiankun has always coveted Li Qiuxue. If there is a chance to meet again, Qin Feng will definitely not show mercy.

But deep down in Qin Feng's heart, he was somewhat avoiding the meeting with Zhao Qiankun. After all, once Qin Feng really killed Zhao Qiankun, it would be basically impossible for him and Zhao Qianqian... "It's inexplicable."

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but shook his head, feeling that he was going crazy.

From the beginning, there was no possibility between him and Zhao Qianqian. Now he still has such thoughts. Is he worthy of his dear wife who is waiting for him to come home in Yangcheng?

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and he re-firmed his will, reminding himself that he could not let Zhao Qianqian, a female devil, mess up his mood... It was also when Qin Feng was thinking wildly.

Tens of thousands of young rookies all drew their own numbered lottery tickets. At Zhao Qianqian's reminder, Qin Feng also strode forward and took out a rolled-up paper lottery ticket from the big box.

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Pick No. 8.

This means that from now on, everyone who draws the No. 8 lottery will be Qin Feng's opponent.

"This number is quite auspicious."

Qin Feng smiled happily, put away the signature, and looked up if he felt anything, only to see Wanshengyun looking at him indifferently.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes, and a cold light flashed twice in his dark eyes.

Wan Shengyun didn't hide much, and looked at Qin Feng with very indifferent eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse.

The two looked at each other for half a second.

The corner of Wan Shengyun's mouth was slightly raised, and he said with a half-smile: "Qin Feng, as an ally of the Wen family, you are fortunate to have the opportunity to participate in the battle for the Juling Pool. This opportunity is rare, so don't waste it."

Qin Feng chuckled and said: "Thank you Lord Dragon for your concern, but I am an upright person and I am actually quite annoyed by false greetings."

"oh?"

Wan Shengyun smiled: "Do you think I am hypocritical?"

"I didn't say that."

Qin Feng shrugged: "But if you insist on saying this, I won't refute it."

Wan Shengyun: "..." The two of them looked at each other one after another, as if the air around them suddenly became much colder.

Many people don't know why.

More people were shocked and looked at Qin Feng with eyes full of shock and surprise. They obviously did not expect that this young boy from the secular world would dare to talk to the Lord Dragon like this.

Isn't this seeking death?

How arrogant! It took a long time.

"Young man, take care of yourself."

Wan Shengyun looked at Qin Feng deeply, smiled peacefully, then stopped talking too much, turned to look at everyone present, and said loudly: "Young rookies who haven't gotten their signatures yet."

, come quickly to draw lots, young people who have already drawn lots can start registering their identity information."

"yes!"

Many young rookies are moving in the other direction with great momentum.

Over there, there was already a group of old people sitting on the ground. There were signboards with numbers 1 to 8 in front of them. They were obviously the people responsible for registering the identity information of each number.

Qin Feng also followed the flow of people.

The so-called registration of identity information is actually to carry out the next step of the competition in a more orderly manner. To put it simply, it is to write the names of each young rookie on their signatures, and then mix the signatures with the same number together and select them randomly.

Two signatures, with the names written on them, will become opponents.

Loser, go home.

Winner, keep fighting.

The typical hourglass elimination mechanism is fair and meticulous, making the entire game orderly and without any confusion.

Soon, Qin Feng's name was also written on his signature, and then he was put into a box by the old man No. 8.

It took nearly an hour for tens of thousands of young rookies to finally complete a series of pre-match preparations.

The old people of each number began to randomly draw lots, and the competition officially began! Old man No. 1 opened two lottery tickets and shouted loudly: "Xiao Jie, Wang Kan, come out!"

Old man No. 2: "Yeshan, Jinbai, come out!"

Old Man No. 3: "Li Meng, Cao Rui, come out!"

... Under the roll call of the old people, the figures of young rookies soon appeared in the open space in front of the old people.

The opponents held each other's hands and fists, and in the next second, they all became murderous and attacked their opponents without sparing any effort.

Suddenly, the whole place was filled with fighting and qigong training, and it was very lively.

Qin Feng had returned to Wenren's camp, looking at the battle circles in the field, feeling a little bored.

He roughly calculated that there were about 20,000 Hidden Dragon young people divided into eight teams, each with about 3,000 people. According to this competition mechanism, if you want to break through the encirclement and become the eight people scheduled for the quota, you must pass all the way.

, defeated no less than ten opponents.

It is not easy for even a hidden dragon genius to stand out in such competition.

But, the reality is so cruel.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

If there are rivers and lakes, there will always be people who are happy and people who are sad... at this time.

Old man No. 8 suddenly shouted: "Qin Feng, Zuo Qiji, come out!"

"What?"

Hearing this voice, Qin Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Is it such a coincidence?

It was only the first round and he already met Zuo Qiji?

"What the hell..." Zuo Qiji, who was still flattering Zhao Qianqian at this time, felt black lines on his face when he heard this voice, and his whole body suddenly felt bad.

Are you making trouble?

The eldest brother is also the No. 8 pick?

How does this girl play?

Zhao Qianqian became interested, looked at Zuo Qiji with a smile and said: "Zuo Qiji, didn't you say that my little brother was beaten all over the floor by you some time ago?

Can you type another one and show it to me?"

"I..." Zuo Qiji rolled his eyes, became cruel, gritted his teeth, and said with great ambition: "Qianqian, forgive me for not being able to meet your request. Now Qin Feng is my eldest brother, how can the second brother compete with the eldest brother?

?”

Zhao Qianqian: "Oh?"

Zuo Qiji waved his hand in a carefree manner, and in a short while, he ran in front of the old man No. 8.

This old man No. 8 happens to be from the Zuo family.

Seeing Zuo Qiji running in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then asked: "Master, what do you do for a living?"

"I abstain."

Zuo Qiji is a serious man.

Old man: "What?"

"I abstain, I admit defeat!"

Zuo Qiji secretly glanced at Zhao Qianqian over there and lowered his voice: "My eldest brother is not a human being. If I really attack him, I won't even have a chance to get up from the bottom again. I'll be sentenced to lose immediately."

, hurry up!"
Chapter completed!