The process of the lottery ceremony was simple and clear, and it was carried out directly on the wide arena. In order to prevent some aliens from using mental power to cheat, Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Jin and other ten-level strongmen were present at the scene. The strong aura and strict surveillance discouraged any alien who intended to cheat. Zhang Zhiwei stood on the stage, looked around at the expectant crowd, and then slowly said: "Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time. Luotian Dajiao, in addition to our traditional sacrificial ceremony, is also a grand event for us to exchange martial arts among the Qi-refining scholars. I understand everyone's desire to learn from each other and communicate, so let's not talk too much and start now." Zhang Zhiwei's words quickly dispelled the doubts of those aliens who were worried. Everyone knew that the Luotian Dajiao was held under pressure from the alien world, and the true attitude of the Tianshi Mansion has always been a mystery. Now seeing Zhang Zhiwei's amiable expression, without showing any displeasure, those who were originally hesitant began to muster up their courage and signed up enthusiastically. As Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, a young Taoist priest walked slowly to the center of the stage with a special lottery box in his hand. This lottery box is not an ordinary paper box, but is carefully carved from a rare red stone. For the weapon refiners, this red stone is not unfamiliar. It has the characteristic of isolating the detection of spiritual consciousness, which can effectively prevent any form of cheating and ensure the fairness of the lottery.
The young Taoist priest carefully placed the lottery box on the stage, and then respectfully stepped aside. Zhang Zhiwei then announced loudly: "Now, please ask the contestants to come forward one by one and randomly draw their own numbers from the box." Hearing this, many contestants came forward one after another. They looked solemn and drew their own numbered balls from the red lottery box one by one. Everyone was looking forward to getting a good draw so that they could stand out and achieve excellent results in the fierce competition. In the stands, Tian Jinzhong's eyes were always closely following Zhang Chulan in the team. Although Zhang Chulan did not inherit Zhang Huaiyi's conspicuous big ears, his young face was indeed somewhat similar to Zhang Huaiyi's when he was young, which made Tian Jinzhong's thoughts drift back to decades ago. His heart was full of sadness. If Zhang Huaiyi had not chosen to join the Thirty-Six Thieves, perhaps everything would be different. Under the protection of Zhang Tianshi, Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu might become close friends like brothers, practicing together and making progress together. "Okay, don't think about these past things anymore." Zhang Zhiwei noticed the fluctuations in Tian Jinzhong's emotions. He sighed softly, walked to Tian Jinzhong, and used his Qi to carefully help Tian Jinzhong regulate his body. For Zhang Zhiwei, such care and attention have become a part of his daily life. Since Tian Jinzhong became disabled, he would take care of him like this every day. Otherwise, a disabled person like Tian Jinzhong might not have lived to this age. In Zhang Zhiwei's heart, he often felt regretful. Why was it not him who went down the mountain that year, which led to Tian Jinzhong's unfortunate fate. "E Suzaku." Lin Yi unfolded the note in his hand and read out the result of the draw softly. Zhuge Qing came over after hearing the sound, took a curious look at the note in Lin Yi's hand, and then smiled: "E, it seems that we won't meet in the first game." He drew Kui. If he wanted to fight Lin Yi, he would have to wait for several rounds before it was possible. At this time, Zhang Lingyu also walked over and joined their conversation, "Brother Zhuge, Sister Lu, it's been a long time since we last met." "Lingyu Zhenren, long time no see." Zhuge Qing and Lu Linglong responded in unison. "Brother Zhuge is too polite. I am just a mountain Taoist priest. I really can't bear the title of 'Zhenren'." Zhang Lingyu still maintained his usual humility. Zhuge Qing crossed his arms, his eyes flashing with a hint of provocation, "Master Lingyu, it's been almost ten years since our last sparring. I'm curious, how much have you improved in your cultivation over the years." When he was a child, he had a sparring match with Zhang Lingyu, but he was severely "educated" by the other party.
This incident has always been on his mind. His biggest wish for participating in this Luotian Dajiao is to have another sparring match with Zhang Lingyu and regain the place they had in the past. After everyone briefly reminisced about the past, the competition finally officially kicked off. Lin Yi, Zhuge Qing and others also moved to the stands, ready to watch the next fierce duel attentively. However, when Lin Yi looked around the lively surroundings, he keenly noticed that many unfamiliar new faces appeared in the audience and on the field. "First game, Feng Baobao, Liu Fang, Zhang Cai, and Guan Ling'er enter the field." With the loud voice of the referee, Feng Baobao and Tianjin Xiao Taoyuan all stepped into the field in high spirits, ready to start their game. Lin Yi did not focus all his attention on the competition field. He took out more micro robots from his personal space and carefully scattered them to various corners and scenic spots in Longhu Mountain. These micro robots can collect intelligence silently, monitor changes in the surrounding environment in real time, and provide Lin Yi with first-hand information. Under Lin Yi's precise control, these robots are like invisible scouts, wandering around and exploring every corner. Not long after, Lin Yi noticed some abnormalities. In some hidden corners of Longhu Mountain where few people have visited, the micro robot captured several fresh footprints. These footprints obviously did not belong to Longhu Mountain disciples or ordinary tourists, but were left by someone accidentally. Lin Yi immediately became alert, and he realized that Quan Xing's people might have begun to quietly invade Longhu Mountain. "Lin Yi, Hu Jie, Lei Long, and Wang Erdan enter the field." With the loud call of the referee, a new round of competition officially kicked off. "Brother Lin, it's your turn to play." Zhuge Qing saw that Lin Yi seemed to be still in deep thought, so he gently touched him with his elbow and reminded him. "Ah, I almost forgot about the business." Lin Yi came back from his meditation, smiled slightly, and then jumped lightly from the stands and landed steadily in the field. In the audience, people talked about it: "How could Hu Jie come to participate in Luotian Dajiao? It's really strange." "Who said it wasn't? Didn't he hate this kind of competition the most before?" Someone immediately echoed. Lin Yi stood in the field, looking at Hu Jie across from him. He still had some impression of this person. In the original novel, Hu Jie gradually embarked on the path of self-destruction because of his infatuation with Xia He, and even killed his own father in the end. At this time, Hu Jie was in a very bad state, with dark circles under his eyes, and he looked exhausted, as if he would fall down at any time. He had completely lost the vitality and spirit that an alien should have, and instead looked more like an ordinary person who was addicted to smoking opium.