One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

Not long after, the contestants who had heard the announcement gathered at the open space where they had drawn lots that morning. After several rounds of selection and elimination, only a few remained. Jiang Bailan counted and found that there were only thirty-two people left.

As the sun sets, its afterglow bathes Longhu Mountain.

On the familiar high platform, the old master stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at the contestants. The mahogany box beside him was particularly eye-catching.

"Thank you all for your hard work. Well then... the first round of the competition has come to an end. The thirty-two winners, please come to the box in front of me and draw your opponents for the next round."

Upon hearing the old master's words, everyone lined up and stepped forward, taking out a slip of paper from the red wooden box.

After everyone had drawn their opponents, the old master looked around at everyone and nodded slightly, continuing what he had been saying: "The next competition will be conducted in a one-on-one format. The name you drew from the box will be your opponent in the next round."

Upon hearing the old master's words, a question immediately popped into Jiang Bailan's mind.

He felt that the old master's math skills were most likely taught by a PE teacher.

With 32 people drawing slips of paper and 16 groups competing, how can he guarantee that players in the same group will draw each other without any mistakes?

Something is wrong!

Something is very wrong!

Jiang Bailan suddenly felt as if an invisible hand was controlling everything.

Sure enough, when he opened the note in his hand, he became even more certain of his idea, only to see a familiar name written on it.

Jia Zhengliang!

What a coincidence!

Jiang Bailan would never believe it if there hadn't been some behind-the-scenes manipulation!

The first match was against Zhuge Qing, the second against Jia Zhengliang. It seems he defeated all the high-level opponents in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. There were only a few dark horses in total, yet he managed to take on two of them.

Just now, on Bai Shixue's betting odds, he clearly saw that Jia Zhengliang was marked as the dark horse player in this competition.

What is this if not a shady operation?

Shady!

It's absolutely a cover-up!

Jiang Bailan wanted to report it, but found that she was on the other party's turf and there was no way to report it.

Looking at the lottery box again, he originally thought it was prepared for Zhang Chulan, but now it seems it was prepared for himself!

Just as he looked at the lottery box, the old master on the stage also turned his gaze to him.

Eyes met!

Looking at the other party's faint smile, Jiang Bailan became more and more certain that the other party was coming for him. However, what he couldn't understand was, what did he have that was worth the Old Master's elaborate scheme?

Zhang Lingyu?

Zhang Chulan?

Jiang Bailan felt that none of them were right, and no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't find the answer.

Actually, things weren't as complicated as Jiang Bailan thought. The old master did indeed engage in underhanded dealings, but the reason was very simple.

He was simply afraid that Jiang Bailan's opponent was too weak and that he might accidentally die at Longhu Mountain.

Having learned from the lessons of Zhuge Qing, Ji Bochang, and Ji Boduan, the Old Master felt it was better to be more cautious, though he also had his own selfish reasons.

Got it!

Realizing she was being treated like a VIP, Jiang Bailan had no choice but to accept it. Her gaze swept across the crowd, and she spotted Jia Zhenliang staring at her arrogantly from not far away.

So cool?

I'll knock your head off later, and I'll pull out all your hair.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bailan walked to Feng Baobao's side. He hadn't forgotten that he had spent 10 yuan (although it was a free lunch) to have this person deal with his opponent.

"Sister Bao'er, do you see that redhead over there?"

"I see him. He's your opponent. Leave him to me."

Feng Baobao looked in that direction and nodded emphatically. He had already decided where to bury the other person.

"No, what I mean is, when you bury him, shave off that red hair of mine."

Looking at the two people talking in the distance, and Feng Baobao nodding incessantly, Jia Zhengliang had an ominous premonition for some reason.

However, this premonition soon disappeared.

Jia Zhengliang was very happy, happy that he had actually met that man in the second round. Although he was very unhappy that the other party had hit his brother, he was even more unhappy that the Jia family's manipulation technique had actually lost.

According to his good-for-nothing brother, this man could catch his dragon-pecking cone with his bare hands, which is why Jia Zhengliang also wanted to meet Jiang Bailan.

He wanted to see if his twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives could withstand the attack.

Happy?

How happy are you?

Kid, you're getting excited too soon!

He wasn't sure if he could catch the twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives, but he was afraid the kid wouldn't be able to participate in tomorrow's competition.

If Feng Baobao has any redeeming qualities, it's probably only her skill in burying people.

A century-old brand, everyone who has used it raves about it!

"Big brother, who is your opponent this time?" In the distance, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan walked towards them.

"See for yourself!"

Feng Xingtong glanced at the note in the other person's hand and gasped sharply. He realized he had made another contribution to global warming. He turned to Jiang Bailan and said, "Brother, you really have bad luck. You've run into both Zhuge Qing and Jia Zhengliang."

As an information broker, Feng Xingtong knew perfectly well that only a handful of people could possibly win the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony this time, and his elder brother had already encountered two opponents in just two matches.

I don't know whether to say that the eldest brother was unlucky, or that Zhuge Qing and Jia Zhengliang's ancestors didn't protect them.

However, Feng Xingtong also breathed a sigh of relief, at least he and his older sister did not face Jiang Bailan in the second round. They were just discussing this matter just now.

He didn't want to try those glowing thighs.

With his small frame, he'd be mortified if he tried anything.

When the time comes, Longhu Mountain will hold a banquet, and people can enjoy Feng Xingtong's feast while watching the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Wouldn't that be incredibly enjoyable?

After asking Jiang Bailan, Feng Xingtong looked at Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, wanting to know who their opponents were.

Upon learning that Zhang Chulan's opponent was Qingfu Shen Dan Shitong, and Feng Baobao's opponent was Wang Ergou, they quickly explained the abilities and characteristics of their opponents to the two of them.

After looking around and finding nothing amiss, Jiang Bailan greeted Xu San and Xu Si, and then prepared to go to the commercial street near Longhu Mountain Scenic Area for a meal to relax.

"Are you going to eat?" Jiang Bailan was about to leave when Feng Shayan suddenly asked.

Ok?

Does that mean we can continue to freeload once we get to Longhu Mountain?

Jiang Bailan hadn't expected such a good thing, and immediately nodded.

"Let's go together!"

"Then what about your stupid little brother?"

Before Feng Shayan could answer, Feng Xingtong excitedly chimed in, "Big brother, big sister, you two go ahead. I'll go with Zhang Chulan later."

-

The setting sun was like blood, and the red glow of the sunset filled the sky, slowly dyeing the forests of Longhu Mountain. Two figures walked side by side on the path leading down the mountain.

While Jiang Bailan and Feng Shayan were having dinner, Feng Baobao had already begun her plan to bury people. With two targets, she had to hurry up and get to work.

After thinking for a while with his clever mind, he decided to make his move against Jia Zhengliang first.