Evil Master and Disciple

The first day of September, Guihai year.

Suitable for: meeting friends, offering sacrifices, and receiving wealth.

Taboo: opening a toilet, starting a business, breaking ground.

The Four Overlords of the Sea of ​​Clouds passed through layers of sea of ​​clouds and soon arrived at the mountaintop square of Xingluo Peak.

Fu Jinghong is good at making things happen.

He was in charge of all matters concerning this inner sect examination and turned the battle into a party.

Around the huge square, there is a flag every ten feet or so.

The flags in this world were somewhat different from those in Ye Feng's hometown. The flags in his previous life were rectangular, and the flags in this world were also rectangular, but they were longer at the top and bottom, and had some colorful stripes on them, similar to the tail of a kite...

Not only was the huge square surrounded by huge colorful flags, but even the ends of the floating stairs leading to the Yunhai Hall on the west side were also filled with flags.

At a glance, there are at least thousands of flags fluttering in the wind.

"Our Yunhai Sect is really rich. Just these flags must have cost at least several thousand taels!" Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

"What do you mean by several thousand taels? Thirty-six thousand taels..." Qi Yao gave an exact number.

Ye Feng was stunned and said, "So much money? Old Fu cries poor every day!"

Fang Tongdao said, "Originally, we had no money. Didn't the Tianfengyuan collect over four million taels of silver more than three months ago?"

Now I understand. It turns out that the expenses for this fighting competition held by Yunhai Sect were paid with the rent of more than 4 million taels that I risked my life to collect!

Ye Feng gritted his teeth.

I swear to make Fu Jinghong compensate me properly!

There were a lot of people in the square, nearly ten thousand already, and many disciples were flying in from Xingluo Peak and the surrounding floating mountains. It was estimated that in half an hour, there would be at least twenty to thirty thousand people gathered in the square, or even more.

The four tyrants have all signed up for the fight and are going to draw lots.

The place for drawing lots is just below the sacred monument.

It’s still the same row of tables.

The draw has already started, with six drawing venues.

The first round is the audition.

Yesterday evening, the Zhikeyuan had already counted all the registered disciples.

Among them, 3,200 young disciples signed up.

Six hundred and seventy elite disciples registered.

The reception hall had already prepared the small balls for drawing lots.

For the 3,200 young disciples who have registered, it would take 1,600 two-on-two matches for half of them to advance.

So the Zhikeyuan prepared two sets of numbers, each set of numbers contained 1,600 small balls.

The participating disciples will compete by drawing lots.

If you draw number one, you will face off against another number one.

The second pick versus the second pick, and so on.

After this battle, half of the people will advance.

The second round will still be a draw.

One thousand six hundred people are divided into two groups, with the No. 1 pick against the No. 1 pick, and the No. 800 pick against the No. 800 pick. In the end, 800 people will advance.

The third round is still a draw.

Four hundred people will advance.

After the top 400 teams are formed, opponents will no longer be decided by drawing lots, but by a head-to-tail battle system.

That is, No. 1 versus No. 400, No. 2 versus No. 399... No. 200 versus No. 201.

The Fortune 200 was born.

We will continue to use the smallest versus largest format to determine the top 100.

Then there are the top fifty.

Top 25.

There was a very interesting one among the top 25, because they also adopted the method of playing against each other based on the first and last numbers, and were divided into twelve groups. One of them was a bye and directly advanced to the top 13.

Among these thirteen people, six will advance to the next round through fighting, and there is one lucky person who will also advance through a bye, and the top seven will be produced.

At this point, there are still three spots missing from the top ten.

The eliminated contestants can compete for these three places through fighting.

Thus the top ten are produced.

The top ten will continue to draw lots, and the top five will be produced as usual.

The five people continued to draw lots, and those who drew the third pick received a bye and advanced to the top three.

The rules of the Yunhai Sect's inner sect fighting are almost the same as the Lingshan Sect's fighting rules.

Strength is important, but luck is equally important.

If you are unlucky and you are in the Guiyuan realm, and your opponent in the first round is also in the Guiyuan realm, then you will be in trouble.

If you are extremely lucky and draw a good lot, you will have byes in the next few rounds and may be able to make it into the top ten through luck.

There are many such cases in history.

As for the battle between elite disciples, the rules and procedures are the same as those for young disciples. The difference is that they can only enter after the young disciples have competed for the top 400.

Because after the 400th round, the young disciples will take a day off after fighting, and the later it is, the longer the rest time will be.

The elite disciples' fighting competition is held during the days when the young disciples are resting from fighting.

Last night, when drinking at Shiweitian, Ye Feng had already learned the detailed rules of the fighting through Yue Yinling and others.

Now Ye Feng has no other thoughts, he just wants to draw a good lot.

Looking at the six drawing sites, the four tyrants faced the first test of this battle.

Fang Tongdao: "Based on the rules of previous lotteries, we can't draw separately. We have to draw from the same box because the probability of two identical numbers appearing in the same box is extremely small."

Everyone nodded.

Qi Yao asked, "But which one should we draw?"

Zhuge Benlei said, "Let's draw the second box!"

"Why?" the three asked in unison.

Zhuge Benlei chuckled and said, "The person in charge of registering the second box is a pretty senior sister. Most of those queuing there are young girls. We can take advantage of her!"

Qi Yao said: "Pooh!"

Fang Tongdao said, "It's already this late, and you're still thinking about taking advantage of me? Drawing lots is very important, big brother! If we draw a bad lot, we're done for in the first round."

"That's right! Ben Lei, I'm the boss, so can't you just be serious? Drawing lots is a profound statistical science. It requires careful analysis and detailed calculations to draw a good lot that is favorable to you."

The thin monk said, "Brother Feng, do you have any good ideas?"

"Of course! How can I be your boss if I don't have a good way!"

Ye Feng pushed the skinny monk aside, took two steps forward, held out his hand, and said, "I'll choose whoever the little rooster points to... Here, the second one!"

The three tyrants looked at each other in confusion.

Is this the venue for the draw chosen by their boss after careful analysis and detailed calculations?

Zhuge Benlei stamped his feet and said, "I thought the boss had turned over a new leaf, but now he wants to touch those sisters' hands too. What's the point of pretending?"

Fang Tongdao said, "I think this method is quite rigorous, Boss! Come on, hurry up and catch up."

Soon the four tyrants arrived at the end of the drawing position in box number two.

There were dozens of people in front, most of them were girls.

Seeing Ye Feng and others coming, the girls at the back of the team turned around and ran away.

"Ah, hey, hey, senior sisters, don't run, we are not bad people... and there is even one who ran away with his butt covered! It's as if I want to touch your butt! Am I, Ye Feng, that kind of person? Tsk!"

"You really are that kind of person!"

Miao Xiaorou's voice came.

The four of them looked back and saw a large group of female disciples appearing behind them, led by Miao Xiaorou.

Ye Feng shouted, "Senior Sister Xiaorou, I'm warning you! Don't make any irresponsible statements without evidence! If you continue to spread rumors about me, I'll sue you for defamation!"

"Slander? You mean slander!"

"Yes!"

Miao Xiaorou smiled and said, "When it comes to teasing girls and taking advantage of girls, do you really need others to slander...slander you?! Don't you know what kind of character you are?

Why didn't I agree to be with you even though you pursued me so madly before? It's because you have such a bad character! "

"Hey, hey, hey! Senior Sister Xiaorou, do you have any conscience? I was the one who treated you to drinks at Food for Heaven last night! How could you ruin my reputation just by farting?"

Ye Feng raised his hands and said loudly: "Everyone, don't listen to Miao Xiaorou's one-sided words. Ye Feng is definitely not that kind of mean person. Those who believe that I am a good person, please raise your hands!"

"roll!"

"Shame on you! You're such a good person!"

"Go to hell, Ye Daba!"

"You still dare to sign up? I'll see you get carried down with your legs broken!"

……

There was constant cursing and slander all around.

Ye Feng had a look of bewilderment on his face, then tilted his head to look at the three tyrants beside him.

He said, "You three... why don't you raise your hands!? It's okay if others don't raise their hands, but you are my best friends! Do you also think that I, Ye Feng, am a bad person?"

The three tyrants looked at each other and nodded heavily.

Ye Feng was furious and chased the three people.

Miao Xiaorou, who was laughing so hard that she fell backwards, took the opportunity to fill in the gaps with a group of female disciples.

Amidst the noise and playfulness, a group of people came to the drawing place.

The lottery is much faster than registration.

He reached into a wooden box and took out a ball with a number on it, then handed it to the disciple in charge of registration at the Zhikeyuan.

To register as a disciple, just write the corresponding name on a small wooden sign according to the number.

It only takes a dozen seconds to complete the lottery registration for a disciple.

Miao Xiaorou was the first to draw lots. She calmly took out a round ball from the wooden box and handed it to the registered female disciple. She was so arrogant because of her high level of cultivation. She didn't care at all what lot she drew or who her next opponent would be.

In comparison, the draw for the four hegemons was rather slow.

Before drawing lots, he put his hands together and prayed for a long time to the gods, Buddhas and ancestors of all generations.

The time for drawing lots was already very tight, and these four people were delayed by one or two minutes each, causing the disciples to curse and yell at them.

"Why are you cursing? Don't I have to draw a good lot? Right, this beautiful senior sister..."

"Ye Feng, hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, I'll expel you from this lottery spot."

"No, no, no... I've been waiting in line for a long time! I'll draw now!"

Ye Feng put his hand into the narrow hole on the top of the wooden box. Inside was a lot of small round balls. He fiddled with them with his palm.

Then he took out a small ball.

The small balls are stone balls with numbers written on them.

He didn't dare to look at it, and directly put it into the hands of the beautiful female disciple, grabbed the other's soft little hand, gently rubbed it, and said: "Senior Sister, please help me take a look!"

The girl reached out and slapped Ye Feng's hand. Ye Feng felt pain and had to retract his hand.

The girl twirled the ball in her hand and said, "Xingluofeng, Ye Feng, number four hundred and thirty-six."

Then a disciple nearby immediately wrote the message on a small wooden plaque.