Chapter 188: Group Stage Draw

The bustling venue is full of attention and the stars are shining.

Who is the strongest new star in this first star martial arts competition has become a hot topic for everyone!

The venue, which was full of people, fell silent instantly when an announcer from the central platform stepped onto the stage.

"The spring breeze is blissful, the spirit is high, thank you for coming from afar, I am the announcer of this competition, Xiaomu, how are you~"

The young and magnetic male voice once again aroused deafening cheers from the audience.

"After a morning of competition, our contestants have been successfully locked into 32 contestants! Next, we will enter the semi-final stage, and all contestants will be divided into eight groups by lottery, with four people in each group , against each other one by one, within the stipulated time of half a stick of incense, the winner of each game will get three points, the tie will get one point, and the loser will get no points. The top two in each group will eventually advance to the top sixteen In the knockout stage, stride forward bravely towards our red star throne!"

Hearing this novel competition system, the whole venue exploded again.

This competition system has never appeared in Fengyan Dynasty, which makes the audience even more full of expectations.

Tang Qin, who was standing among the thirty-two contestants, pouted at Bai Chen after listening, "You came up with this competition system, right?"

In her opinion, only this guy can come up with such an ingenious thing!

Regarding this, Bai Chen smiled without saying a word.

He was just recommending that this competition system is very common in the extreme north of the mainland, where grand events like this have lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Xiao Mu, the heroic announcer, circulated his spiritual power in his chest, and shouted again: "Next, it's time to draw lots! Please come to the stage to draw lots! First of all... the genius of the National Teacher's Office who came all the way from the capital—Qian He !"

People from the National Teacher's Mansion? !

Following Xiaomu's words, expectant gazes fell on a young man in white who was walking slowly towards the high platform.

This person has a gloomy face, obviously a gloomy person.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this Qianhe came to the high platform, put his hand into the high mahogany box, and then slowly pulled it out.

Xiao Mu took the slip of paper he drew, spread it out, and shouted again: "Qian He drew—Group C!"

At that time, another one took a big writing brush as high as a person, and wrote Qian He's name in the group C column on the group screen like a flying phoenix.

Facing the roar of cheers resounding through the venue, Qian He seemed to ignore it, but looked at Bai Chen in the venue with a pair of cloudy eyes.

Sensing this provocative gaze, Bai Chen smiled faintly.

Fighting in the arena, killing without complaint, Bai Chen likes this way the most!

Next, after a few people drew lots, a woman in plain clothes appeared on the stage, instantly igniting the audience.

"Look, the eldest lady of Tianhaizong is here too!"

"It will definitely come, the Lin family holds such a grand event, how could Tian Haizong be absent!"

"Sister Zishan is so beautiful!"

"Cheer up Zishan!"

For a moment, all the audience stood up and cheered excitedly, screaming one after another.

"The lottery drawn by Zishan is - Group E!"

Under Xiaomu's shouts, the audience rejoiced again, but the woman on the high platform had calm eyes and was not moved by it at all.

At one end of the high platform, Lin Lie, the leader, looked through with a smile, and laughed at the middle-aged white-haired man beside him, "Haha, Lao Hai, your daughter is really becoming more and more beautiful!"

A middle-aged man called Lao Hai, with his white hair, his eyes were piercing: "Elder Lin praised me a lot, how can my little girl compare to Miss San of your mansion, it's a pity that Miss San didn't come to participate This meeting is really a pity."

"Hahaha, you're right! If the third lady of the Lin family comes, we children of the sect will have no chance of winning the championship!"

The one who spoke was the suzerain of the Cang Lei Sect, Venerable Lei.

Although the name is polite, but he has already determined that the champion of this competition will definitely be his precious son!

The lottery continued one after another. Ye Yin and Jing Yuan of Feiyunzong were also drawn to the corresponding group, while Tang Qin was drawn to the Geng group. It seemed that they avoided these difficult opponents.

Until a young man in black came onto the stage, the whole venue was turned upside down again. The envious eyes of those people made Bai Chen a little curious.

Who is so sacred that can have such a great reputation in Youzhou? !

This is a young man in a purple jacket. The most conspicuous thing about him is his blond hair, which looks a bit nondescript.

However, the domineering look on his brows has attracted the admiring gazes of countless young girls.

"The young lord of the Cang Lei Sect, Lu Yun, the lottery he has drawn is—"

Thinking of this, Xiao Mu intentionally made his voice very long.

At this time, the players also held their breath, as if no one wanted to be in a group with this person.

Only Tang Qin was still murmuring in a low voice: "Group Geng...Group Geng...Group Geng..."

"Assembled—!"

When Xiao Mu's words fell, Tang Qin's face instantly paled.

"What? You really want to be with him?" Bai Chen leaned over and said with a smile.

"Of course, he is very famous in Youzhou! How cool is it to knock this guy out of the ring in front of so many people!" Tang Qin looked smug.

After casting a blank glance at her, Bai Chen said speechlessly, "Hey, it's not my turn to draw lots yet!"

While the two were chatting, Xiao Mu on the high platform yelled again: "The ghost boy of Tombstone Villa, the lottery drawn is the Xin group!"

"Tombstone Villa?!"

Bai Chen and Tang Qin were startled, and quickly turned their gazes to the high platform.

There, a small man in a black cloak was walking towards the audience.

"It turns out that he is from Tombstone Villa!"

This little man, who was only as tall as an ordinary person's knees, stood out from the crowd and was very conspicuous.

Naturally, Bai Chen and Tang Qin had noticed him a long time ago, but they never thought that this person was actually the only contestant in Tombstone Villa in this year's competition!

"Is he called Ghost Wazi..."

He licked his lips, and the smile in Bai Chen's eyes became wider: "If I remember correctly, a boy named Xiao Chi from Shuiyue Villa is also in the Xin group!"

In holding this competition, Bai Chen's goal has already been made clear.

Therefore, before that, he had been paying attention to which group the contestants of Shuiyue Villa were divided into.

According to his memory, there are currently two contestants in Shuiyue Villa, one of them is named Mo Xiaoran, and he is assigned to Si Group, while the other, named Xiao Chi, is assigned to Xin Group!

Shuiyue Villa and Tombstone Villa are in the same group, which couldn't be better!

"Next, please invite Bai Chen to the stage!"

Xiao Mu spoke casually, and the audience was also discussing the topic before. Except for Tang Qin, Lin Lie, and Jing Yuan, no one really cared about this little-known guy.

Seeing this young man in coarse linen came to the high platform, Lin Lie couldn't help pinching his sleeves tightly, and his heart trembled wildly: Bai Chen, as you wish, I have already held this Star Martial Arts Conference for you, but You should have seen it too! In Youzhou, the strong are like clouds! Can you really stand out among these thirty-two strong men?