[Chapter 774: Drawing Lots!]

The soft white light of the Seven Stars Sealed Land shone brightly, and when the crowd dispersed, this vast place did not seem particularly crowded, as if tens of thousands of people came again, and this Seven Star Sealed Land could also accommodate it.

Tens of thousands of warriors, naturally, formed countless groups.

Large, medium and small, with clear hierarchies, tens of thousands of warriors, separated by regions.

Small families, few people, people who know each other can only huddle together, which is a large and loose group;

The large and medium-sized families and sects are each in their own faction, and they are organized and numerous, although they are inferior to those rabble, but the organizational discipline is much better.

There are few, but Feng Ziyue, the four great masters, as well as duckweed and the three evils in the world.

Neither Tianmen nor the four major sects sent their disciples to participate in the competition of Wanzai Mountain and Moon Leaky Stage, which was also because they understood that the Eight Methods of the Imperial Sword Competition was an elite competition after all, and they did not want their disciples to be compromised.

But what I didn't expect was that when the number of ordinary martial artists increased to tens of thousands, it would actually affect the outcome of the competition!

The three evil faces in the world were gloomy and whispered something.

The four great grandmasters are quite decisive, they have just calculated that they want to help Feng Ziyue clear the obstacles, as for their own victory or defeat, they don't care.

The duckweed Cangsheng's face was awe-inspiring, and his eyes looked into the distance of the Seven Stars Sealed Land, thoughtfully.

Feng Ziyue calmed down, looked at his nose and nose, and seemed that nothing in the outside world could have any effect on him.

Only in Mr. Ghost Yin's gaze, there is an irrepressible joy - although in the face of the challenge of tens of thousands of people, duckweed may not be so easy to win, but for him, who wins and who loses, it doesn't matter at all!

"The three of you, you may help me clear the opponent, I fuse the seven swords, I can probably use the power of the origin three times, if it is against many people who have realized the eight methods of the sword, then I am afraid that I may not be able to win. ”

The duckweed beckoned to the three evils in the world and commanded in a deep voice.

The three evil faces in the world changed, and they showed a reluctant look, but for them, life and death were "" in the hands of duckweed, and no matter what, they didn't dare to resist, so they had to reluctantly nod and agree.

"In this competition, the total is ...... Thirty-six thousand seven hundred and thirteen ......"

When Nangong Min reported this number, he still couldn't help but pause, which battle of the Seven Star Seals could have so many people?

The scale of the competition caused by the outer world of this wild land cannot be said to be unprecedented, but it has to be said that there is no one before.

With so many people participating, even the power of the Seven-Star Seal itself will be enhanced a lot, and the young man who opened the Seven-Star Seal is not simple!

Nangong Min turned his head and glanced in the direction where Feng Ziyue was standing, and nodded slightly.

It's a pity that even such an amazing young man can't enjoy any privileges, this is the requirement of the Wanzai Mountain Moon Leakage Competition, which is absolutely fair.

Of these 36,713 people, everyone has the possibility of winning the future, not because of martial arts, not even because of the cognition of the original power, the key is luck and chance.

If all the people who have realized the power of the origin are concentrated in one place, as long as they are not in the same place and have not realized the power of the source, it is very likely that they will obtain the sword after the eight methods of the sword, and achieve the unity of the eight swords.

"Each of you has a white ball of light at hand, do you see?"

Nangong Min opened his mouth to declare, and everyone looked to their right hand, and at some point, a white ball of light appeared, jumping uncertainly.

"You crush this white 'color' ball of light, and there will be a number, that is, your lottery code for this Wanzai Mountain and Moon Leakage Competition, every round, will draw lots, and decide the fight between the two lottery numbers, and those who have a bye will directly enter the next round. ”

Almost every one or two rounds, there will be a bye person, that is, his sign, there is no corresponding opponent, even if this kind of person is lucky, he can directly enter the next round, but there is only one more bye person in each round, which will not have too much impact on the entire battle situation.

Feng Ziyue stretched out his hand and grabbed the white 'colored' ball of light on his right hand, only to hear a bang, the ball of light had been crushed by him.

"One Hundred Two Pick-up!"

I saw a row of black letters appear on the palm of his hand, which was the signature number of his participation in the Battle of the Seven Star Seals this time.

One hundred and two pick-up number, among more than 30,000 people, is extremely high, but because it is a random draw, each round has to reset the opponent, so the size of the number itself does not have much significance.

The ascetic head smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and also crushed the ball of light.

"Ten thousand thousand hundreds, three picks up!"

The number of the ascetic head is a little closer to the middle.

Yun Weixue got a Qi Qian Wu Bai Lu number, Bing Xin Jingyue got a Nine Thousand Three Bai Two Pick Number, only Sun Yunhe's signature number is big, it is a Three Thousand Three Thousand Zero Lu Number, and it is almost close to the back.

"The numbers of the five of us, each separated, but it may not be that they will not bump together, anyway, before this, you can do what you can, and eliminate the people who understand the source power is, if you don't believe in the encounter, you will leave the person with more sufficient source power. ”

Yun Weixue diligently admonished, at this time, Xiao Yiling also received a two thousand two thousand one hundred and one hundred to pick up the nine numbers, she is proficient in the two swords, and she can be regarded as understanding the application of the origin power, and she is also willing to contribute to Feng Ziyue's ascension to the top.

Of course, her origin power is weak, and she can only play it once.

The four great grandmasters thought to themselves, most of them could use the origin power, each of them could use it about twice, plus Xiao Yiling's once, a total of nine people who could use the origin power, scattered among the various groups, it was really impossible to explore.

Feng Ziyue's origin power can be used almost three times, and after three times, he can only admit defeat when he faces someone who can use the origin power.

Among these tens of thousands, those who comprehend the power of the origin always use dozens, and how they will encounter it depends on their own luck.

In the first round, 36,713 people, two by two, one person had a bye, and the person who had a bye was a nobody, naturally insignificant.

And Feng Ziyue's opponent is a person with more than 20,000 numbers.

"Here we go!"

Nangong Min slapped his hands, and the white "color" light ball that was crushed by everyone just now suddenly jumped up, picking up the opponent that the number master was going to face this time, and the two broken white lights suddenly merged into one, achieving a huge white "color" light space!

The white "colored" space, like the vortex at the beginning, presents a huge suction.

It's just that this suction is only for people with two numbers!

All of a sudden, in the Seven Star Seal, more than 10,000 white 'color' light spaces swept through the air, and most of the martial artists, in exclamation, were sucked into it!