Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 189 The First Match!

The wooden box on the stone platform was already sealed.

Forty-eight new disciples from the South and North campuses participated in today's competition. They lined up and began to draw lots on stage.

To ensure fairness, the lottery process was supervised by personnel from the main hospital.

Two wooden crates, one on the left and one on the right.

The first new disciples from the South and North courtyards stepped onto the stone platform and began drawing lots together.

Next, they took out their nameplates and registered their names.

The lots they had just drawn were opened under the supervision of the elders of the main academy and two deacons from the south and north academies, and then the results were silently recorded on paper.

After the two new disciples stepped down, the two new disciples who were second in line went up to continue drawing lots and registering.

Soon, all forty-eight new disciples from the South and North campuses completed the procedures.

To ensure that all participating disciples are convinced and have no complaints, the lottery competition will only count if both sides draw the other's number.

In the first round of drawing lots, only one pair of disciples drew each other's lots.

Coincidentally, they were all disciples of the Southern Academy.

Amid cheers from the crowd, the two went to the other battle platform to prepare for their match.

Meanwhile, the lottery on the stone platform continued for the second round.

The second round went well; four disciples caught each other.

Two players were selected in the third round, but none were selected in the fourth round.

Then came the fifth and sixth rounds.

Half an hour later, all the disciples had caught each other's opponents.

Some were frustrated, while others were excited.

Quite by chance, in the fifth round, Luo Qingfeng and Zhang Cuicui actually caught each other.

Luo Qingfeng felt somewhat embarrassed.

Zhang Cuicui gave a wry smile and said directly, "Senior Brother Luo, I won't go on stage. I'll just admit defeat."

After saying that, she went back to the stage to register her defeat.

Luo Qingfeng entered the second round without having to compete, becoming one of the twenty-four winning disciples.

at the same time.

The other disciples, unwilling to admit defeat, went to the adjacent battle platform to begin their duel.

There are three battle platforms, and the fighting has already begun on all of them.

The audience was filled with disciples watching the spectacle, and cheers rose and fell.

On the first battle platform, the two disciples from the Southern Academy quickly determined a winner, and the loser walked off the platform dejectedly.

Next, two new disciples stepped onto the battle platform.

One of them was Lin Yun, a student from the North Campus Team One, who was hailed as a genius disciple.

Luo Qingfeng walked over and looked up to watch the battle.

Lin Yun's opponent was a burly disciple from the Southern Academy, wielding two battle axes and exuding a fierce aura. He was also quite powerful, possessing the cultivation of the Seven Stars of the Heavenly Opening Realm.

However, they were no match for Lin Yun.

The disciple from the Southern Academy launched the first attack. The two battle axes in his hands flashed with a cold light and transformed into two rapidly spinning white lights, like two speeding wheels, crushing towards Lin Yun!

Lin Yun's long hair was blown by the wind, and the sword in his hand emitted a faint glint of cold light. Just as the two battle axes spun rapidly in front of him, he raised his sword and gently thrust it forward.

The sword light flashed, and the rapidly spinning battle axe suddenly clanged, sparks flying everywhere.

Then, the sword tip pierced through the axe's edge and thrust towards the throat of the Southern Academy disciple.

The disciple was startled and hurriedly retreated, his battle axe suddenly slashing in front of his chest as if trying to cut off the piercing sword.

However, Lin Yun's sword appeared and disappeared unpredictably, withdrawing in an instant and stabbing towards his abdomen.

A chill is creeping in!

The disciples of the Southern Academy retreated again, deciding to use a diversionary tactic to relieve the siege of Wei. One of them swung his battle axe, aiming for Lin Yun's head, while the other battle axe flew out, spinning rapidly as it cleaved towards Lin Yun's lower body.

However, the two were ultimately far too different in strength.

Lin Yun's figure flashed, dodging the two battle axes, and the sword light in his hand suddenly lit up to the right of the South Academy disciple.

The disciple from the Southern Academy had no time to dodge and was struck directly in the shoulder by a sword.

However, Lin Yun did not use his full strength; the moment the sword light pierced his shoulder, he withdrew it.

The disciples of the Southern Academy hurriedly jumped to the left, raised their hands, caught the spinning battle axe, and prepared to continue the battle.

But the moment Lin Yun caught the battle axe, the blade of his sword had already stopped at his throat.

The chill seeped into my body through my pores.

The flashing sword light illuminated his neck and even his entire pale face.

The disciples of the Southern Academy froze on the spot.

The two battle axes in his hands, gleaming with axe light, stopped there.

The stage suddenly fell silent.

The battle between the two seemed to have just begun, yet it was already over.

Lin Yun's sword was pressed against his throat, but he did not advance any further, looking at him calmly.

The fighting spirit on the Southern Academy disciples vanished instantly.

At this moment, he realized that his strength was far inferior to that of the genius youth from the North Academy, and that continuing to act tough would only bring him humiliation.

He couldn't help but smile wryly, put away his battle axe, and looked at the young man in front of him, saying, "Senior Brother Lin, you are truly skilled. I concede defeat."

Lin Yun sheathed his sword and said humbly, "Senior Brother Wu, you flatter me."

"Why……"

The burly man sighed, conceded defeat, and stepped off the battle platform.

The disciples of the North Academy below the stage immediately erupted in cheers.

Yang Mei's voice was the loudest, her face beaming with excitement as she exclaimed, "Senior Brother Lin won! Senior Brother Lin is so amazing, he won without even using any supernatural powers!"

In her first match, she encountered a disciple at the fifth level of the Open Heaven Realm and won. She was very happy at the moment, so she looked particularly excited.

When Lin Yun came down, the disciples of the North Courtyard Team 1 all surrounded him and offered their warm congratulations.

Luo Qingfeng also cupped his hands in congratulations and offered a few words.

Lin Yun remained humble: "I was lucky; I didn't encounter any powerful disciples from the Southern Academy."

At this moment, two more new disciples stepped onto the battle platform.

Liang Feng also won the first match. After stepping down from the second battle platform, he smiled and came over to congratulate Lin Yun.

Of course, some people are happy, and some are sad.

Those who lost all looked dejected; some lowered their heads and remained silent, some left quietly, and some seemed dazed.

Zhang Cuicui didn't show much emotion, and continued to congratulate the winning team with a smile.

At midday, the competition continued on the three battle platforms.

Some disciples were evenly matched and neither was willing to admit defeat, so the competition lasted a long time.

One disciple was even stabbed through the shoulder, yet he continued to fight, covered in blood.

According to the rules, as long as neither side voluntarily concedes defeat and neither falls to the ground, no one in the audience can intervene to end the competition prematurely.

Luo Qingfeng watched for a while longer, then turned around and saw Nightingale waving at him from not far away. He quickly walked over.

As they approached, Tang Wu laughed and said, "Ah Feng, you're really lucky. You won without even having to go on stage to compete."

Then, he added sarcastically, "I heard from A-Ying that the female disciple you drew has a pretty good relationship with you."

Luo Qingfeng calmly replied, "Just ordinary friends."

Tang Wu smiled and said, "Just ordinary friends? I heard from A-Ying that you and that female disciple even went on a blind date before."

Luo Qingfeng immediately denied it: "We've never been on a blind date, we've only heard each other's names."

Nightingale is such a jealous person; how could she tell outsiders about something like this?

Tang Wu smiled, said nothing more, and waved her hand, saying, "You guys chat, I'm going to watch the competition."

After she left, Luo Qingfeng said in a consultative tone, "Sister Nightingale, could you please not tell outsiders about our affairs from now on?"

Nightingale raised an eyebrow and said, "If you're not guilty, what are you afraid of? I was just chatting casually with the captain; I didn't say anything bad about you."

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything more: "Okay. By the way, why did you call me here?"

Nightingale took out a piece of cooked meat wrapped in oiled paper and handed it to him, saying, "This is some monster meat I just bought in the yard. Eat it; you'll definitely be competing on stage this afternoon."

Luo Qingfeng immediately became alert and asked, "Is it going to be venison again?"

Last night, the venison almost made him burst. He practiced his fist techniques in the garden, releasing his energy several times before he calmed down.

"It's not venison, so you can eat it without worry."

Nightingale blushed and helped him unwrap the oil paper, revealing a large piece of firm, beef-like monster meat.

A delicious aroma of meat wafted over.

Seeing that it wasn't venison, Luo Qingfeng accepted it without worry and started eating.

"Hmm, this tastes good."

The first bite tasted so much better than the venison from last night.

Just as he was enjoying his meal, a clear voice suddenly came from behind him: "Well, sir, everyone else is working hard on stage competing, and you're secretly hiding here eating meat!"

The two turned to look, and Dong Miaomiao, wearing a red dress, walked over with a smile.

The little girl was also holding someone's hand; it turned out to be Aya.

Aya was still wearing that patched black dress, and she walked over with her head down, like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded.

Nightingale frowned slightly, about to speak, when Luo Qingfeng spoke first: "Miaomiao, it's fine if you come by yourself, but why did you bring Aya along? There are so many people here, and many bad people too. If she disappears, I'll hold you responsible!"

Dong Miaomiao immediately patted her chest and said, "What are you afraid of! With me here! If any bad guy dares to come, I'll kick him to pieces!"

Aya lowered her head, her face full of tension, as if she was afraid that her sister would scold her.

Luo Qingfeng quickly said, "Then you must hold her hand tightly, don't let her be tricked by bad people, she's my only sister-in-law."

Then he added, "Aya, remember not to run around. Just stand here with Miaomiao and your sister."

Aya's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded quickly.

Nightingale glared at the person before stopping her scolding, only saying, "Remember to tell me next time you want to go out."

Dong Miaomiao immediately took the blame: "Sister Aya didn't want to come out, I forcibly dragged her out."

Luo Qingfeng gave her an approving look.

Dong Miaomiao chuckled.

The nightingale didn't say anything more.

At this point, the competition on the three battle platforms had ended.

Of the forty-eight new disciples, half were eliminated. The remaining twenty-four went on stage to receive encouragement before drawing lots again.

Upon hearing the name, Luo Qingfeng immediately went over and stepped onto the battle platform.

Yang Mei walked alongside him, turned her head to look at him, and a sneer appeared on her lips: "Senior Brother Luo is really lucky. I originally wanted to see Senior Brother Luo's wonderful competition, but Senior Brother Luo won before he even went on stage. I'm so envious."

Luo Qingfeng ignored her and went to stand at the back of the line.

Elder Mei from the main hospital held the list in his hand and read out the names of the winners one by one, which immediately drew cheers from the audience.

"Now we will begin the second round of drawing lots, supervised by Elder Sun from the main academy, Elder Ning from the south academy, and Elder Yue from the north academy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three old men stepped onto the stone platform.

The twenty-four disciples from the South and North courtyards lined up in two rows and began to draw lots from the wooden boxes.

In the first draw, four people drew lots and ended up drawing lots from each other.

The second time there were only two people.

Then, the third time, the fourth time...

On his fourth attempt, Luo Qingfeng actually caught a bayberry.

Coincidentally, Yang Mei also caught him.

When Elder Mei announced the results while looking at the names on the slip of paper, Yang Mei's eyes immediately turned to him, looking full of fighting spirit.

Luo Qingfeng's expression remained calm.

He was thinking about how to conceal his cultivation level and strength to win later.

He won't reveal his true strength until the very last moment.

The same applies to the other disciples.

Lin Yun didn't even use his innate supernatural abilities.

Because everyone knows that the real battle is yet to come.

The cultivation technique that Senior Bai taught him could conceal one's cultivation level very well. It certainly wouldn't work against people of the same cultivation level, because it would require going all out. However, it would be very easy to do it against people three levels apart.

Yang Mei was only at the sixth level of the Open Heaven Realm; in front of him, she was not even worth as much as a chicken or a dog. If he were to unleash his full power, he could probably send her flying off the battle stage with a single punch.

However, he decided to give the other party a chance to get a little cocky first.

After all, they were from the same school; to send them flying with a single punch was far too cruel.

(End of this chapter)