Strengthening starts from the county magistrate

Seven days passed quickly, and Fengjiang City ushered in the drafting conference again.

This is the long-awaited beginning.

The past few days have been suffocating for many viewers.

It was even heard that the Tianjishan post stations on other continents have been completely surrounded, just to wait for the latest news from here.

In fact, in the final analysis, people still like new things, even if there are some flaws, they can still accept them, and they all want to see the development of the next draft.

Besides, I have already bit the bullet and watched the bad audition before, and the top [-] competition in the back must be about the same, right?

Otherwise, I would feel sorry for these monks who came to participate.

"Have you heard? This time, one hundred into fifty, it seems to be a two-two duel, one-on-one one-on-one!"

"Well, it seems that there are some new rules."

"It should also come up with some new competition conditions. If it's just a show, it's really unsatisfactory."

"Yeah, it's not fair to some of the stronger ones at all."

"Hmph, I don't know if it's fair or not, but anyway, I want Song Jing to advance."

"Yes, I also support Song Jing, but I don't believe it. We poor monks with no background, why are we not as good as those rich children, and we can still advance!"

"If you want to say that, then I still like Wu Qiuhan, regardless of whether he is powerful or not, but his swordsmanship is very chic and gorgeous."

"You female cultivators have long hair but short knowledge. What's the point of being chic? You're all just putting on airs. Can you become a strong person?"

"What's wrong with flamboyance? I like flamboyance too! Our elder brother Qiuhan is the best!"

"you……"

"What are you, you dare to say that our brother will try again?"

"..."

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

How could a good discussion suddenly turn into an argument?
The point is, when should these people call them elder brothers?

Does he know who you are?
...

now,

Shen Mu has brought Cao Zhengxiang, Liu Changfeng and others to the high platform.

Looking at the top [-] players gathered below, he smiled and said slowly:
"First of all, congratulations to everyone who has successfully advanced to the top [-] of this 'Fengjiang monk idol draft contest'!
You should feel honored, you know, according to my harsh criteria, being able to enter the top [-], it proves that you still have something. "

"... "

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"!"

After everyone listened, the corners of their mouths twitched a few times, with black lines on their faces.

Seriously, if it weren't for the fact that the prizes in this draft are too attractive, I would have left early, who cares about you!
Something else, what is something?
The trick of using the sword under the crotch?
Showy, flashy, heretics with empty skins?
So you have the nerve to say that you are strict?

Many people couldn't hide their grievances and complained in a low voice.

But Shen Muquan pretended he didn't hear them, so he ignored them at all.

After all, this draft conference is not for people like them.

The first is for the common people in Fengjiang, let them participate, and have the process and experience of winning glory for Fengjiang, so as to gain reputation.

The second is that Shen Mu wants to cultivate his own star monks, so that he can carry out goods and publicity for various industrial businesses in the future.

In short, most of them are aimed at female monks.

And those who don't like it are not counted among the users he considers.

Naturally let them go, say whatever they want, and don't care at all.

Shen Mu smiled and continued: "However, today's Top [-] entered [-], it's not as simple as before!

We need to draw lots at random, and two people next to each other will fight one-on-one. This is the time to show your true strength!
Different from the previous audition, it will be more cruel. I hope you are prepared. There is only one chance. If you lose, you will be eliminated and go to the waiting seat. You will accept live votes from all the audience in Fengjiang. Only the top five voters will be eligible for resurrection. "

"!"

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Listening to Shen Mu's explanation, everyone became nervous.

They all understand that this way of drawing lots depends on luck.

It's fine if you get a weak opponent, but if you get those famous disciples from a big sect, it can only be said to be unlucky.

Shen Mu: "The content of the competition is very simple, this time it is a real competition of combat power, it seems that your realm strength is even higher!

The selected two-person team will compete under our special requirements, and remember that the competition must be within the framework of our requirements. "

After Shen Mu finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Those who are familiar with sunken wood may worry about whether there is something tricky in it.

And very few confident people are eager to try.

After all, it is finally possible to have a real monk competition, no longer the disgusting rules like before, it is finally normal.

Moreover, they can display their true strength and show the world.

...

Cao Zhexiang stepped forward from behind Shen Mu.

Holding a list of the top [-] in his hand, he tossed it up and squeezed a seal in one hand.

The next moment, the roster of [-] people began to fall apart by itself, and finally flew into the hands of the [-] people below.

"The list numbers of the top [-] are already in your hands. We will randomly select and rank them, and then divide them into five different regions for drafts at the same time.

Numbers 46 to [-] are for follow me, numbers [-] to [-] are judged by Mr. Cao, numbers [-] are for Master Liu Changfeng, numbers [-] to [-] are for Emperor Li, and numbers [-] to [-] are for Mr. Gu.

In addition, I will have five more places to resurrect from the eliminated players.

Therefore, the monks who are eliminated later should not be discouraged, you will enter the pending area.Then, together with the undecided contestants in the last sea election, they will accept the public vote.

The five people with the most votes can be resurrected.

At that time, it depends on the people who support you, who has more. "

After Shen Mu explained in detail.

Without any pause, he took his 20 people directly to the divisional arena below the south of the city.

The same goes for the rest of the people.

It's just that it's a bit bitter for those audiences to separate like this.

"Damn! The two people I like are in different districts, why don't they run back and forth?"

"I'm fine, I only support the junior brother of the same sect."

"Although it is a bit troublesome, this rule is good and seems fair."

"Well, I think so too. It's a very good competition system, but it's the first time I've heard that the audience can vote. It's interesting."

"Hahaha, do you have a good mood? It seems that the fate of those people is in our hands?"

"Hehe, you really think, aren't you afraid of being beaten?"

"What are you afraid of? If you threaten me, I won't vote for anyone!"

"No~! Vote for Brother Song Jing for me!"

"...?"

"...!"

Speechless again.

How come every time we chat, it ends up like this?
Some people don't want to chat with the nuns anymore, and they never leave their brother in three words.

"Hmph, don't vote!"

"Yes, let's see what they can do."

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...

Shen Mu led the people to the location of the partition.

He looked at the list numbers from 20 to [-] in his hand, and then looked at the [-] people in front of him: "The two contestants, number one and number two, can start the competition. My condition is that they can only use weapons!"

"!!!"

"???"