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You Ming looked indifferently at Su Mo, who was surrounded by the fanatical spectators, and said slowly, “You’d better last a little longer. Don’t be eliminated in this round.”

Qi Yao’s gaze landed on Su Mo’s face. “It’s him…”

The four disciples from the Assassin Alliance were Eldest Senior Brother Qi Yao, Third Senior Brother You Ming, Fourth Senior Brother Chen Yu, and Seventh Senior Brother Min Hao.

Su Mo walked out of the crowd and came to the lottery platform. He said to Wei Ting, “We have only not seen Jiang Guanchao’s second disciple.”

Wei Ting asked, “Did Su Xuan mention his second senior brother?”

Su Mo shook his head. “He didn’t say much. I only said that this person’s whereabouts are hidden and unfathomable.”

“It’s our turn,” Jing Yi reminded.

“I’ll go first!” Wei Liulang squeezed to the front.

He drew number one.

“It’s great to be the first to go on stage! Let me see who my opponent is?”

Wei Ting said, “No one has drawn number one yet.”

Wei Liulang was a little disappointed. “I see. Hurry up.”

Su Xiaoxiao drew number three. Her opponents were the disciples of the Five Poison Sect and the Walkabout Sect.

Su Mo drew number six.

Wei Ting gestured ahead with his eyes. “Your opponents are the disciples of the Seven Absolutes Sect and the Seventh Senior Brother of the Rakshasa.”

Su Mo said, “Pretty good.”

After Jing Yi finished drawing, it was Wei Ting.

When the two of them took out the lot, everyone was dumbfounded.

Wei Liulang said awkwardly, “What’s going on… The three of us are in a group?”

This luck… was unparalleled!

The Eldest Senior Brother of the Hundred Flowers Palace drew Chen Yu and You Ming from the Assassin Alliance.

The Sixth Junior Sister of the Hundred Flower Palace was in a group with the eldest senior brother of the Assassin Alliance, Qi Yao, and the disciples of the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion.

Lu Aotian looked at their lottery. “Tsk, what’s wrong with you? Are all three groups going against the Assassin Alliance? What ill-fated relationship?”

Jing Yi said, “The situation of the Fire Slaughter Sect can’t be much stronger, right? Your opponents are two disciples of the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion.”

Lu Aotian was speechless.

The gong and drum sounded, and the competition began.

Wei Ting had to enter the Library Pavilion because only he could remember the contents of so many secret manuals.

Therefore, as expected, he “eliminated” Wei Liulang and Jing Yi.

“Duanmu Yun didn’t use his true strength in this battle.”

“It’s indeed a little disappointing. He should still fight an expert like the Purple Marquis.”

Wei Liulang said, “I was giving in to him!”

Jing Yi said, “Yes!”

“Tsk!”

No one believed him.

Su Xiaoxiao’s opponents were the disciples from the Five Poison Sect disciples and the Walkabout Sect.

Du Xian’er had died in the Hundred Flowers Palace. The Five Poison Sect still remembered this debt. The person who went on stage today was Du Xian’er’s senior sister.

She said to the Walkabout Sect disciple, “Let’s join forces to kill this annoying fellow first. Then, we’ll fight a fair battle!”

The Walkabout Sect disciple smiled faintly. “Alright.”

Su Xiaoxiao put on her silver silk gloves and looked warily at the two people rushing towards her.

The Five Poison Sect disciple suddenly shot out poisonous silk.

The Walkabout Sect disciple also waved a mechanical umbrella at Su Xiaoxiao.

However, no one expected that not only did the mechanism umbrella not hurt Su Xiaoxiao, but it also opened in front of Su Xiaoxiao and blocked the poisonous silk for her.

Du Xian’er’s senior sister frowned. “Can’t you be a little more accurate?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the mechanical umbrella shot out countless hidden weapons at Du Xian’er’s senior sister.

Du Xian’er’s senior sister’s expression changed. She stepped on one of the flying knives and did a backflip to avoid the hidden weapons. She knelt on one knee and landed at the edge of the arena.

She looked suspiciously at the Walkabout Sect disciple standing halfway. “You…”

A smile appeared on the handsome face of the Walkabout Sect disciple. “I suddenly feel that you’re an eyesore.”

He charged at Du Xian’er’s senior sister without hesitation.

Du Xian’er’s senior sister was forced back by him, and it was useless to poison her.

Su Xiaoxiao watched the two of them fight in front of her with a dumbfounded expression. Hello?

In the observation platform of the Walkabout Sect, the female disciple who had offended the Palace Lord yesterday had disappeared.

Ghost Concubine raised her hand.

A handsome young disciple gently opened the bead curtain.

Ghost Concubine looked at the observation platform of the Flower Palace from afar.

Her gaze was too intense for the Palace Lord to ignore. He looked at her expressionlessly.

Ghost Concubine smiled charmingly and mouthed, “Sister, are you satisfied?”

The Five Poison Sect disciple was no match and was kicked off the arena by the Footloose Sect disciple. Then, he came to spar with Su Xiaoxiao.

However, Su Xiaoxiao only used one move before he fell to the ground. “The descendant of the Jin family lives up to her reputation! I admit defeat!”

Su Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded!

The Walkabout Sect was known as the Demon Sect on the island. Although the descendant of the Jin family did not use her ultimate move, the disciples of the Walkabout Sect were dressed in red and were as beautiful as peaches and plums. They held red mechanical umbrellas and each move was peerless in the world. It could be said to be an extreme visual feast.

It was a feast for everyone’s eyes.

Next up were the disciples of the Fire Slaughter Sect. Their opponents were two disciples of the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion. One was Slave Killer, and the other was the nephew of the Pavilion Master’s Madam.

Before going on stage, Lou Bufan instructed the Slave Killer to show mercy to his fellow disciples and not go overboard.

The Slave Killer remembered.

After going on stage, the Slave Killer eliminated his fellow disciple with one move and beat his fellow disciple until his nose and mouth were crooked. He fell to the ground and could not get up for a long time.

Lu Aotian said to his disciple, “Admit defeat.”

He didn’t want him to be crippled. It was not worth it.

The Fire Slaughter Sect admitted defeat and left.

The Slave Killer advanced.

The Slave Killer carried the injured disciple back to the observation platform of the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion.

Lou Bufan’s expression was a little ugly.

His senior brother gritted his teeth and said, “Didn’t the Pavilion Master tell you not to go too far? Look at what you’ve done!”

Slave Killer put him down. “You call this going overboard?”

His senior brother was furious. He pointed at his junior brother, who could not even stand steadily, and said, “Isn’t this too much? Then tell me what is too much?”

Slave Killer stabbed him with a sword.

His fellow disciple looked at the sword that had passed through his ribs in shock. “You…”

“That’s outrageous,” Slave Killer said righteously. “You asked me to tell you.”

His fellow disciple fell straight to the ground. You… Master!