86: C86 Lucky

C86 Lucky

Chen Chang He's victory over Xu Gong was within the expectations of everyone, but no one expected that it would be so easy for him to defeat Xu Gong.

Chen Chang He had defeated Pei Xing with a single punch because Pei Xing had been careless. Surely Xu Gong had not been careless?

But even so, Chen Chang He was still able to defeat Xu Gong in one move.

Chen Chang He had proven to everyone that his ability to fight across borders was formidable, and had also proven to everyone that he was not only lucky to be able to reach this step.

The Third Elder stroked his beard, feeling very satisfied with Chen Chang He's performance.

The Third Elder had originally thought that although Chen Chang Ku's ability to cross borders was not bad, he was still only at the second level of the Spirit Reaching Realm. He couldn't even break through during the official selection, much less shine in the finals. However, he did not expect Chen Changyu to actually make it into the finals and enter the top 300 without a hitch.

What satisfied the Third Elder even more was that Chen Changyu had passed the first round of finals and entered the top 150. Now, he had passed the second round and entered the top 75.

Chen Chang Ku's current achievements was something that the Third Elder had never expected before he came to Tiger Smoke City.

Gong Qingteng and Linghu Xiange also happily jumped up from the ground.

From ancient times till now, there had not even been a single person who had passed the preliminary round, but five people who had passed the round had entered the final round, and most importantly, Chen Changyu, who represented Pan Yun City, had entered the final round, and had even made it into the top 100.

Although Chen Changyu had already passed the top 100 rankings of the Independent Heavenly Bridge just now, it was still a test of his overall strength. Only the final test would test his true combat ability.

Chen Changyu had made it into the top 75 of the finals, which meant that he had officially entered the top 100.

Not to mention the Cloud Climbing City, even within a ten thousand kilometer radius of the Cloud Climbing City, there had never been a disciple with such a result.

Hong San silently looked at Chen Chang He who was standing at the side, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal an expression of admiration.

Chen Chang He's result was worthy of his admiration.

A light flashed in Linghu Xiange's eyes, and an indescribable pride arose in her heart.

That man who represented Cloud Climbing City in reaching the seventy-fifth rank, is my, Linghu Xiange's, man!

"..."

After Chen Chang Zai had won, he went to the side of Linghu Xiange's group of three and watched the following match.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy was not to be trifled with. If Chen Changyu wanted to continue to break through, he would have to find out who his next opponent was.

The final round was a drawing of lots, everyone had the chance to become Chen Chunyu's opponent.

What made Chen Chang Ku squint was that the Hu Clan's Young Master, Hu Xiaofei, who had once had a conflict with him, was always crushing his opponents with an irresistible force. Every time Hu Xiaobao won, he would give him a middle finger.

Clearly, the reason why Hu Little Cannon was participating in the Hidden Dragon Gate recruitment competition was for Chen Chang Mo.

In Flowing Water Pavilion, Chen Changgui had really caused Hu Xiaobao to lose face.

Hu Xiaobao was one of the four Young Masters of Tiger Smoke City. Although he was ranked third, he was a malicious person who would take revenge on any grievances. Naturally, the enmity between him and Chen Chang He could not be ignored.

He had just arrived at Tigersmoke City and he had already offended such a person. This gave Chen Chouyu a headache.

Other than the Hu Family's Little Cannon, there were also many people who were the focus of attention of the adults on the high platform.

"The official of the official family laughs..."

Liu Bao Min's nephew Liu Yu Sheng...

Mo Kuang, who was suspected to be from the Saber Manor …

Zhao Jia, who was related to the Xu Family Castle...

In addition to these noble family descendants, there were also some mysterious dark horses that were the focus of attention.

One had to know that not everyone who came to the Hidden Dragon Gate to participate in the recruitment competition would tell their own names. Some of the descendants of the big families would hide their identities and participate in the tournament.

So, among these mysterious dark horses, no one knew how many were common dark horses, and how many were disciples that had sneakily escaped from the great powers.

Liu Bao Min raised his eyebrows and said: "That crazy looking little beggar is quite interesting. His clothes are full of knots and he looks like he's crazy, but if anyone thinks he's a fool, they will definitely pay a big price. This kid is really insidious."

Bai Ke laughed and said, "I am very interested in that teenager with the heavy sword. His entire body is as cold as ice, and he looks like he doesn't want anyone near him. For a power with such an inheritance, I would like to think of one. "

Hundred Miles Red Flower raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Which one? "

Bai Ke smiled. "The Frost Sword Pool."

"Frost Sword Pool?"

The official suddenly narrowed his eyes and interrupted: "Are you talking about the top power in the city, the Cold Sword Pool?"

Bai Ke laughed. "This is just a guess."

The official shook his head, "Your guess is not without reason. Although the Southern Wasteland city was one of the three major cities, there were still a few proud ones who wanted to break away from their clans and travel thousands of miles to other places to train. Of course, those young masters of the Great Clans who came from the Han city wouldn't care about those small and small countries. It was normal for them to come to Huyan City, one of the three big cities, to gain experience. Furthermore, this child's name is Han Yi, and is most likely a fake name. Han Yin is also cold, and said that he came from the Cold Sword Pool in Ji City.

Bai Ke smiled. "The head of the imperial family has great opinions, and this one admires them."

As he spoke, the second round of the finals was already coming to an end. At the moment, the field was in the midst of the seventy-fifth match, and it was also the final match of the second round of the finals.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great. A fourth level spirit realm cultivator against a seventh level spirit realm cultivator, both of them had not even exchanged two moves, yet the fourth level spirit realm cultivator had voluntarily admitted defeat.

After all, admitting defeat of one's own volition was much better than being beaten black and blue. This fourth level spirit realm cultivator was not a brainless person.

After the second round of finals ended, naturally, lots would be drawn for the third round.

Since there were 75 people participating in the competition, there were a total of thirty-seven pairs of bamboo sticks. They were numbered from one to thirty-eight, and from one to thirty-seven.

No matter who it was, it was worth getting excited over having drawn number thirty-eight. After all, even if this person was strong enough to pass the test, his luck was still pretty good.

The cultivation world was a cruel playground. Those with luck would often live longer than those with strength.

The drawing of lots started very quickly. The competitors who realized that they were black straws all sighed inwardly. They realized that they were white straws, so they had a sliver of hope in their hearts.

However, the thirty-eight contestants who obtained the white lots would only give birth to a lucky person. How small was the chances of one in thirty-eight?

"Who's Bai No.38?"

"I'm not, I'm White 27 …"

"I'm White Six …"

"I'm not number thirty-eight either …"

"Who exactly is Bai No.38 …"

The contestants who had drawn their white lots whispered to each other, and started discussing amongst themselves.

The Second Elder who was presiding over the competition also stood up and shouted with great curiosity but without losing any dignity: "Which contestant actually drew the number thirty-eight white bamboo stick that can be directly promoted?"

The contestants looked at each other, waiting for contestant number thirty-eight to appear.

At this moment, a large hand was raised, and a white bamboo stick lit up in it. On the bamboo stick, there were impressively the words' 38 'written on it.1

A clear voice rang out.

"I'm number thirty-eight."

Everyone's eyes followed the voice and looked over. When they saw contestant number 38, the brows of all the elders on the high platform slightly rose.

Linghu Wan Ge and Gong Qingteng instantly embraced each other and cheered out in joy.

The person who had luckily gotten number 38, the number one bamboo stick, was none other than Chen Chang He!

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