Dragon Sword Emperor

Chapter 296 The game begins! (one more)
As soon as this remark came out, the entire square became silent instantly, and everyone looked at Han Yueying standing in the water arena with shocked expressions.

This is too crazy, it is too proud.

For a person from a third-class sect to dare to say that he wants to win the championship in this competition, this is simply a dream.

One must know that even Bing Qiyan would not dare to say this in front of these 10 people.

Although Bing Qiyan is the number one strongman in the sword dance list, but her strength is comparable to the few people behind the ranking. If there is a real fight, then it is really uncertain who will win and who will lose.

But a person from a third-class sect is so arrogant, not only flying all the flags that others planted on the wooden wall, but also threatening to win the championship.

If people from other third-class sects said this sentence, they would undoubtedly be regarded as a joke, after all, such a thing is impossible to happen.

However, the hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the field made them feel a little unbelievable. When Han Yueying said this, their first reaction was not to ridicule, but to feel that the champion must be Han Yueying .

The imposing manner of those words not only shocked the hundreds of thousands of spectators present, but even the representatives of hundreds of sect disciples were shocked by Han Yueying's imposing manner and forgot for a while say.

On the wooden wall, except for the Xunyang Sect, there were only three third-class sect flags left on it at this time, as well as the Qiangu Sect and Guhe Sect flags, and the rest of the flags all fell on it. The ground was stained with dust.

At this time, representatives of hundreds of sect disciples looked at the flag that they had dropped on the ground, and at this time they also showed cruel expressions, looking at Han Yueying.

"It's time, and it's time for the competition. All contestants will start to draw lots!" At this moment, only a deep voice was heard, and Ning Chenyi stood up from the judge's seat, and said.

"Boy, just pray that you won't encounter me in the competition, or I will make you more painful than death." Pei Jian said coldly, turned around and jumped off the water ring.

The rest of the people also looked at Han Yueying fiercely, and left the water arena one after another to start the competition.

Bing Qiyan walked to Han Yueying's side at this time, a smile appeared on her beautiful face and said: "Now you have become everyone's public enemy. If you lose at the beginning, it will be ugly."

Han Yueying smiled lightly and said, "Didn't I say that, I want this champion."

"I'm sorry, but the champion must stay in the Qiangu sect. Thank you just now."

"Thank you, I just hit his flag just right, thank you for the medicine." Han Yueying smiled faintly, turned and left the water arena.

Bing Qiyan also turned around and jumped, like a butterfly fluttering, back to the Qiangu Sect.

Just after returning to the team of Xunyangzong, Zhou Ze and others surrounded him, looked at Han Yueying with admiration, and said, "Senior Brother Han, Brother Han, let me recognize you as the eldest brother. So handsome!"

Jing Liang said: "That's right, Senior Brother Han. These people look down on our third-class sect, even if they are eliminated, it will be regarded as a face for our Xunyang Sect."

Bao Huai glared at Jing Liang and said, "Will you chat, go and go. Senior Brother Han is so good, how could he be eliminated. Right, Senior Brother Han."

Han Yueying's cold eyes swept across Ye Zetian's body without showing any traces, she was instantly relieved, and said with a sneer, "How can Zhou Shi lose if she hasn't recovered her injury."

"Okay, everyone go draw lots first, the competition is about to start." Mina called the contestants to go to various places to start drawing lots at this time, because it was the first time for the Yangzong to participate, not only the disciples were nervous, but even the Mina was very nervous.

"Yes."

Everyone nodded and went to the place where the lottery was drawn together.

Because there are four other competition arenas built on the southeast, north and west sides of the water arena, it is necessary to conduct preliminaries here first. After passing the competitions, the last remaining 12 people can compete in this water arena to compete The final champion.

When Han Yueying came to the east ring, it was already overcrowded, and many sect disciples were in the process of drawing lots.

From the expressions of the lottery students, it could be seen whether the lottery they got was a good one or not.

Because there are still people from the second-class sect here, so if you see yourself facing some well-known players when you get the number, then you know that you are hopeless this time.

Han Yueying randomly drew a number at the place where the lottery was drawn, and took it out to have a look.

Number one.

The other person who got No. [-] was a player from a first-class sect. The people who drew lots at the scene all gloated after seeing Han Yueying got No. [-].

Although Han Yueying uttered such big words in the water arena just now, the third-class sect is only a third-class sect after all, and they are already ready to laugh after Han Yueying is easily defeated.

"This number seems to be pretty good." Han Yueying smiled lightly.

Bai Yujing said: "The sky also foretells that Master will win the first place."

"Then I will lend you a good word, Yu Jing."

Soon, the drawing of lots was completed, and Zhou Ze was with Hanyueying. After seeing the lottery he drew, he also showed his face, looking like he was about to cry but had no tears.

"Brother Han, it seems that I will see you in the first round, sorry." Zhou Ze said with his arms trembling slightly while holding the number in his hand.

Han Yueying looked at the number in Zhou Ze's hand, and then looked at the order of the list of the competition. The person who matched was not someone else, but also a person Han Yueying knew, a disciple of Feng Xiuzong, Xia Rumeng!

Han Yueying knew Xia Rumeng's strength. If Zhou Ze faced each other, there should be no hope of winning.

In fact, not to mention the third-class sects, even the disciples of the second-class sects came here just to experience it, and then to see the difference in strength between themselves and those disciples of the first-class sects.

Wanting to win is very difficult, almost an impossible task.

Han Yueying patted Zhou Ze's shoulder, said with a faint smile, "Come on, now you know what will happen to me when you leave me alone that night, maybe it's God's will."

"Help~~"

No matter how Zhou Ze was screaming up to the sky, it was impossible to change the already confirmed number.

Soon, Han Yueying had already arrived under the ring, and everyone was waiting for the start of the first match!
(End of this chapter)