Chapter 1084: Give up the competition

"My Senior Brothers and Qiao Shijie are still in seclusion researching a joint array!"

"They can't come out right now!"

"So, Master dispatched me to come over and help them draw lots!"

"Feng Shishu-Master, do you think this is okay?"

He He Pingsheng looked at the Earth Immortal man with a sincere face.

Tianze Garden only had four people in total. If three people gave up, who knows what kind of rumors would be stirred up later!

He He Pingsheng felt that it was better to come and draw a bye than not to draw lots at all.

"Alright!" The man smiled and said: "You draw!"

After speaking, he took out a very large box: "There are a total of two hundred and twenty numbers in this box, you can just draw four at random!"

"Of course, there aren't two hundred and twenty anymore, eighty percent of the disciples have already drawn!"

"Yes!" He He Pingsheng reached out respectfully and took out four number plates at random.

Took a look: seventeen, thirty-one, one hundred and thirty-three, and one hundred and ninety-eight!

A total of four number plates.

"Odd and even are pairs..." The Earth Immortal Feng Shishu-Master said with a smile: "For example, the opponent of number one is number two, and the opponent of number three is number four!"

"If the opponent draws a bye, they will directly enter the next round!"

"Your number seventeen's opponent is number eighteen!"

"Understand?"

He He Pingsheng said: "Understand!"

"Hmm!" The Earth Immortal said: "Go... the competition starts in three days, and they will call the numbers on the spot!"

"Starting from number one!"

"Go!"

"Thank you, Feng Shishu-Master!" He He Pingsheng bowed and thanked him, then turned into a stream of light and returned to his Daoist arena.

There were still three days until the competition started, but He He Pingsheng held four numbers in his hand.

Hmm...

Not bad!

At least for the first round, I have four chances!

Hehehe...

Although I don't necessarily have to go up four times, it's fine to pick a relatively easy and good-to-fight opponent among the four, right?

After resting in his Daoist arena for three days, He He Pingsheng went to Su Nian's hall again.

As a result, the sound of crackling still came from the main hall.

This time He He Pingsheng learned his lesson, he didn't enter the hall, just shook his head, and then turned into a stream of light and flew into Tianwu Garden again.

On the martial arts square of Tianwu Garden, heads were moving.

Although the number of disciples participating in the competition was theoretically two hundred and twenty, there were more than a thousand people who came to watch the ceremony?

The key was that each garden was also divided into a range.

Other gardens had insufficient seats, only He He Pingsheng sat alone in the territory belonging to Tianze Garden.

It looked particularly abrupt.

There were also many gazes sweeping towards He He Pingsheng.

He He Pingsheng didn't care either, he sat upright in his seat, his gaze looking towards the arena.

This time a total of ten arenas were prepared!

Two hundred and twenty disciples, a total of one hundred and ten matches needed to be fought.

On average, one arena fought eleven matches, basically the first round of the competition would end in one day.

In the seating area of a certain garden nearby, Jing Lei, wearing black clothes, was squinting his eyes, looking at He He Pingsheng.

Because He He Pingsheng was still wearing a mask, the cultivation level he revealed was only at the third layer.

Jing Lei's pupils shrank.

"That is He He Pingsheng of Tianze Garden..." Beside Jing Lei, a female disciple said: "When Qiao Shijie Lu returned from Qiankun Immortal City, it was this kid who escorted her. I heard he has some ability!"

"Does Junior Brother Jing Lei know him?"

Jing Lei nodded: "Not bad... I know him!"

"He was able to escape two interceptions, not simple at all!"

"I hope this time in the Grand Competition, I don't run into him!"

Towards He He Pingsheng, Jing Lei always had an inexplicable fear.

"Tsk!" The woman laughed: "A mere third layer of Human Immortal stage, being able to return alive from two interceptions, wasn't it all relying on Qiao Shijie Lu and the Biyun Laozu?"

"Without them, He He Pingsheng would probably have died long ago!"

"Why is Junior Brother still afraid of him?"

Jing Lei said: "I can't say I'm afraid of him, it's just that there are some grievances between him and me, better not to run into him!"

"Hehe!" The woman said: "If I run into him, I'll slay him for you in one round!"

"How about it?"

Jing Lei asked: "Qiao Shijie, what's your number plate?"

The woman said: "I am number six, what about you, Junior Brother?"

Jing Lei said: "My plate is relatively late, I am number one hundred and thirty-four!"

"Perhaps I'm overthinking it, we shouldn't run into each other!"

Just at this moment, Lu Xiaoci, wearing a black Daoist robe, suddenly descended from the void.

After Lu Xiaoci landed on the host platform, the entire venue instantly boiled.

Countless people stood up, shouting "Qiao Shijie Lu", "Feng Shishu-Master Lu", etc...

Lu Xiaoci's gaze swept around, landed on He He Pingsheng, and then smiled slightly.

"Everyone!" She withdrew her gaze, looked at the crowd and said: "Today's meeting, originally the Biyun Laozu should have presided over it herself, but the Biyun Laozu currently needs to go into seclusion and cannot come, so she ordered me to preside over this Human Immortal stage disciple Grand Competition on her behalf!"

"You don't need to worry, when it's time to give out the awards later, the Biyun Laozu will definitely come in person!"

"You should have all seen the rules of the competition, but here, I still have to repeat them!"

"The most important point is that you cannot borrow external force. If anyone uses pills, talismans, immortal artifacts, etc., they will all be judged as violating the rules!"

"In addition, if the opponent surrenders, you cannot continue to slay them!"

"Third, on the arena, if you are slain without surrendering, you cannot have any complaints!"

"I announce, the Wuchen Year Sect Grand Competition, now begins!"

Dong...

Dong...

Dong...

The sound of war drums with a sense of ritual came.

The war drums were beaten nine times and then stopped.

Finally, a white-haired and white-bearded Elder of Tianwu Garden walked onto the stage and said: "The competition now begins, arena number one, disciple number one and disciple number two, please step out separately!"

He He Pingsheng saw two disciples walk out from the crowd.

One man and one woman!

The man came from Tianlei Garden, and the woman came from Five Treasures Garden.

He hadn't heard the names of these two, although they were ranked first and second, neither of them was a genius.

"Second arena, disciple number three and disciple number four, please step out separately!"

"Third arena, disciple number five and disciple number six!"

"Fourth arena..."

Every time the Elder of Tianwu Garden called a name, two people would step out.

When he called to the ninth arena, only one person stepped out.

"Disciple number seventeen and disciple number eighteen... where are they?" The Elder of Tianwu Garden said: "Why is there only one?"

Number seventeen was in He He Pingsheng's hand.

And number eighteen was a genius of Tianwu Garden, and was ranked in the top five.

He He Pingsheng definitely wouldn't go up.

After all, if he defeated a top-five person in the first round, he would soon be pushed to the forefront of the storm, right!

After the Elder called several times, He He Pingsheng stood up and said: "Reporting to Elder, number seventeen gives up the competition!" ===== CHAPTER 1085 =====