Hegemons Call-out System

Chapter 400 - Draw

In the morning, the three of them woke up one after the other.

Ye Ziming couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Long Xuan: "I never thought that there would actually be such a place like this in the Shaolin Temple. I had originally thought that we would have to suffer a little here."

The Shaolin Temple had always gave the people a feeling that she was a place of clear cultivation. The monks here were all people who had cultivated arduously, but this place had completely overturned Long Xuan's understanding of Shaolin, and he immediately laughed: "This is nothing much, the world has already undergone a tremendous change today. If Shaolin Temple wants to survive in this world, they definitely want to stay in sync with the times."

After Ye Ziming heard Long Xuan's words, he thought about it, and did not bother with this question anymore. After all, with Shaolin Temple's arrangement, there was no reason for everyone to reject it, and he immediately laughed: "Alright, let's go.

When Long Xuan heard Leaves words, he could not help but nod his head and smile.

The three of them walked out of the house, and when they saw that there were already many participants outside, they couldn't help but laugh.

The Ancient Martial World of the Ancient Martial World had only been held once every twenty years, and had already become the most important gathering since the founding of China. Not only did it gather all the cultivators in the entire China, it even had the faint shadow of the cultivation world behind it, and the influence that it had could be said to be very far-reaching, for some ancient cultivators, not only did they hope to become famous in the competition, they also wished to be able to find a higher path here. To be able to become one of the top three hundred participants, all of them had one or two lives to live.

When all the participants had arrived, the crowd once again went to the hall of the previous day under the lead of a Shaolin Temple disciple. But currently, only the Master Gui Song remained in the hall yesterday, as he looked at the crowd and said in a clear voice: "Everyone, you are all outstanding figures in the younger generation of the Ancient Martial World, but we are all heaven defying cultivators, we understand the principle of going against the river, and don't advance, but retreat. Thus, in order for us seniors of the Ancient Martial World to guard our descendants and also bring up the young disciples, we passed down the grand event of the Sword Training Convention, which was a whole fifty years ago."

"Ah!" A wave of exclamations came from the crowd. Fifty sessions, if one calculated it every twenty years, would be a thousand years.

The Master Gui Song looked at the crowd's reaction with satisfaction and continued, "To date, the Ancient Martial World has flourished under the leadership of the Eight Major Sects. It is far more prosperous than in my previous life, and there are countless outstanding people in the young generation. Therefore, this time, the Eight Major Sects have jointly made a decision, whoever enters the top 100 this time, can join any sect in our Eight Major Sects. "

Hearing that, Long Xuan looked around, and realised that some of the participants had revealed an excited look, in his heart, he understood that Eight Major Sects's method of choosing disciples was even more strict, if not they would not reveal such an expression, and the Eight Major Sects would not propose such a reward.

The Master Gui Song continued to speak, "The past tests have all been to decide one's opponent by drawing lots, and you might have chosen someone stronger than you in the middle. But the rules are as such, this humble monk will not elaborate further, next, please look," he pointed to the empty area on the right of the hall, and everyone looked, only to see a large red wooden chest placed there.

Everyone was extremely calm, as if they all knew the rules of the competition. Master Gui Song nodded his head as he continued, "After the drawing of lots is completed, there will be a competition based on numbers. Number one will be compared to number three, number two will be compared to number 299, number three will be compared to number 298, and so on, and so will the second and third rounds, all the way until the final battle." Do you all understand? "

No one had any objections, they had long understood that the competition rules might involve some elements of luck, but these people were extremely conceited, so after Master Gui Song made the rules, no one objected.

Master Gui Song looked around, seeing that there was no one around, no one had any objections, he nodded and said: "Since that's the case, everyone can go draw your lots."

In the main hall, everyone's eyes fell on the mahogany box. They walked to the side of the box and each took out a wax pill. At this moment, everyone in the hall was looking at the wax pills, and those who knew of their number were beginning to look for their opponents, thus the entire hall was in an uproar. Even Long Xuan and Long Cong were looking for their opponents.

Long Cong drew number three hundred, his opponent was Participant # 1, what made him gloomy was that the opponent was actually a disciple of Eight Major Sects Wu Dang, moreover, he was extremely famous, his cultivation was not weak, the opponent looked at Long Cong from afar, and started laughing, obviously not taking Long Cong seriously.

Ye Ziming's luck was much better, his opponent was a rogue cultivator, although his strength was not bad, but he was weaker than the disciples of the Eight Major Sects. Seeing his opponent, Ye Ziming revealed a smile.

Long Xuan's opponent was also a disciple of the Eight Major Sects, and he was even a contemporary disciple of the Shaolin Temple.

Ye Ziming was speechless at the two's luck, especially Long Xuan, who was actually able to get a disciple from the Shaolin Temple, regarding his three missions, he did not dare to be careless at all. Even though he had not personally witnessed Long Xuan's strength, he had great confidence in him, so he was not worried about Long Xuan at all, but in his heart, he actually felt somewhat sorrowful towards the disciple from the Young Forest.

Seeing that the results of the drawing of lots was out, Master Gui Song immediately said in a clear voice: "Alright, since the drawing of lots is complete, everyone come to my place and report your lot numbers. In a while, use the Red List to put up the drawing of lots. Of course, this time, for the last ten participants, not only can they become the disciples that our Ancient Martial World will enter into the cultivation world, they can also receive the chance to cultivate in small secret realm for three months.

Especially those disciples who were originally Eight Major Sects s, they never expected to receive such a generous reward. Master Gui Song paused for a while, smiling as he watched the crowd discuss, after a while, he said, "Alright, that's pretty much it, you guys should go back and rest, tomorrow morning, Sword Cultivating Great Immortal will begin the competition."

Long Xuan and the other two left the hall after registering their names and numbers with the crowd.