Nine-layer armor-breaking

Chapter 132 License Plate Number One

"The one-stick-of-incense gathering time has ended. The draw for the Heavenly Class group begins." said a female warrior with a clear voice.

Upon hearing this, all the warriors pricked up their ears, held their number plates tightly, and waited for the draw results to come out.

I saw the female warrior put a medium-sized wooden box with a round hole on the top lid on a higher stone platform, and then put the cloth bag that had been placed on the side of the stone platform next to the wooden box on the stone platform.

"Everyone, inside this cloth bag are replica license plates that are exactly the same as the ones you have in your hands. There are a total of 178 of them."

As the female warrior spoke, she opened the lid of the wooden box on the stone platform, tilted the cloth bag, and more than a hundred number plates quickly slid into the wooden box.

"According to the rules of the Five States Martial Arts Show, I will be the one drawing the lots this time." The female warrior's face was very serious.

The warriors around the training ground naturally had no objection to this.

It is a very common way to determine the order in various activities.

As for drawing lots, since warriors cannot use spiritual awareness to explore, it is difficult to change the martial arts battle combination by drawing designated number plates.

Monks have this ability, but the female warrior in the training ground is obviously not a monk.

Seeing that no one raised any questions, the female warrior's face remained serious. She reached into the wooden box, took out a number plate, and hung it on a wooden board behind her.

Afterwards, another number plate was pulled out by the female warrior in the same way and hung on the wooden board.

"Look, the first group of competitors has appeared!"

"who is it?"

"The distance is quite far, and the words on the license plate are not big enough to see clearly."

……

"Group one, number seventeen versus number one hundred and thirty." As the warriors were discussing enthusiastically, the female warrior's penetrating voice was heard.

Hearing the female warrior's voice, all the warriors looked around, ready to find the whereabouts of Warrior No. 17 and Warrior No. 130.

But obviously, those two warriors were relatively low-key warriors. They did not reveal their numbers, but remained patient and continued to wait for the other warriors to form a fighting combination.

"Second Group……"

Everyone tried to find the first group of fighting warriors but failed. The female warrior's voice was heard again, announcing the second group's battle number.

……

As the number of number plates drawn by the female warrior increased, the wooden board behind her was filled with number plates.

Jiang Xuan took a look and saw that more than 90% of the license plates had been hung on the wooden board.

Waiting is always very tiring. After most warriors knew their opponents' numbers and the order of battle, they relaxed a little.

Some warriors who were ranked higher in the battle order were already meditating a little distance away from the martial arts arena, closing their eyes to rest and prepare to go on stage.

"...Number one hundred and seventy-five versus number one."

The female warrior's voice sounded again, and this time, the number Jiang Xuan was expecting finally appeared - one hundred and seventy-five.

"Number one? Number one was drawn just now?" a warrior in the crowd exclaimed.

The group of warriors immediately fell into another discussion.

When warriors register, the number plates are issued according to the order in which each group of warriors registers. This is done to better count the number of warriors who register and to more intuitively reflect the early and late registration times of warriors.

Obviously, the number one card just drawn meant that he was the first one to register among the Heavenly Class warriors. Although it didn't represent the warrior's strength, it did have a certain symbolic meaning.

"I don't know the other numbers, but I recognize the warrior holding the number one plate." A young warrior in the group of warriors said a little ostentatiously.

His words naturally aroused the curiosity of many warriors.

After all, at this stage of the draw, the number plates of most warriors have been drawn. Except for the warriors holding the number plates who know the battle order, they know almost nothing about the battle order of the other warriors.

Now, with the information about the battle between other warriors besides themselves, how could these warriors who were in a dull atmosphere not feel excited?
"Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me now."

"Yes, hurry up and tell me. If you don't tell me now, the martial arts performance will start soon. It will be meaningless to talk about it then."

The young warrior felt that this was indeed true, and he stopped trying to hide it. He shook his head and said to the warriors around him, "I saw him during the first registration day. He was the only one at the registration area at Mi Cui Peak."

"In that case, it should be the person you are talking about. Then who is he?" A tall warrior made a brief analysis and became even more curious about the identity of Warrior No. 1.

Hearing the discussions of other warriors, the young warrior felt that what he knew was of interest to many people, and he suddenly became even more excited.

Although Jiang Xuan didn't show it on the surface, he was very curious in his heart.

Although he was confident in his own abilities, as the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles. It was never a bad thing for him to be able to understand his opponent's situation in advance.

This also proves what Mr. Sha said when performing martial arts both on and off the court.

"Don't worry. He was wearing a mask that day, so it was difficult for others to tell his true identity." The young warrior raised his head, looking very proud.

After the young warrior finished speaking, there was another round of discussion around, and many warriors looked left and right, looking for the masked warrior.

Unfortunately, since the Five States Martial Arts Competition does not have any requirements for identity, many warriors choose to conceal their identities by wearing masks or other means.

They discovered that just around the Heavenly Stage Group's training grounds, there were at least twenty warriors wearing a wide variety of masks.

"Nonsense! Do you really think we are so easy to fool? That man was wearing a mask, so how could you recognize him?" A warrior in a short shirt couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily.

"Nonsense? Ridiculous. I'm telling you what I'm telling you. Believe it or not, whether it's true or not is up to you." The young warrior was furious for a moment, then he resumed his high attitude and said confidently.

"If that's the case, then tell it quickly. Whether it's true or not will be known after Warrior No. 1 comes on stage." said a warrior.

"In Southern Yunnan Province, there is a butcher. Although he is not a warrior, his two sons are both powerful. The most famous one is his youngest son, who has some reputation among warriors." The young warrior said word by word.

"Southern Yunnan Province?"

"butcher?"

"Could it be!"

Amidst the speculations of the warriors, one warrior couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

"That's right. This man is a warrior from Southern Yunnan Province. He's good at using a short knife and is known as the Little Butcher of Southern Yunnan Province."

"He broke through to the Heavenly Stage last year, didn't he? He's so young, and it's like there's no barrier to his breakthrough!"

"His strength and speed of improvement are unquestionable, but I don't quite believe he's a number one warrior."

"Why?"

(End of this chapter)