Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

The first draw of the final round was naturally of great significance to the contestants, and many people became serious.

Similarly, everyone in the audience is extremely serious, especially the sects and kingdoms where their own heirs or disciples are still among them.

This group of people is naturally more nervous, hoping that their own people can advance and get the best ranking.

Although in the past genius competitions, there was a 95% chance that the first place would be won by the nine giants, there was also a 5% chance that it would be won by casual cultivators or other mid-ranking kingdoms or sects.

This also makes the talented people participating in the competition eager to try.

Although nine geniuses like Zijin give people a lot of pressure, no one who can enter the finals is a weakling. The other contestants are not afraid, only fearful.

A bamboo stick was drawn one by one, and many people faced the audience with the bamboo stick to ensure that they would not cheat and reveal their lottery numbers.

Although Prince Chechi failed, he didn't feel much regret at this moment. After all, he was encountering Su Yan and it was impossible for him to defeat him.

Similarly, even if he meets someone other than Su Yan, others are not that easy to deal with, and it would be difficult for him to enter the top thirty-two due to his strength.

At this moment, he rushed to Su Yan's side. He admired Su Yan very much and completely lost his princely airs.

"Brother Su, what number did you draw?"

Su Yan did not treat him indifferently and replied calmly: "No. 8."

"No. 8, let me take a look."

He hurriedly looked towards the big screen, because everyone's number would be displayed on it.

Upon seeing this, his expression immediately changed and he became very nervous.

"Boss Su, the opponent you drew is Lang Xing, a disciple of Canglang Sect, one of the Nine Giants!"

There was no need for Prince Chechi to tell him, Su Yan had already known about it, after all, he could see for himself.

Yuwen Xiongba was very calm, because Su Yan had already reached the middle stage of Yang Dan. In his eyes, his master was going to fight against a giant like Tai Amen, and a mere genius would not fall into Su Yan's eyes.

Even Huan Yu on the side shook his head slightly.

"I'm lucky. I got the princess from the Fire Kingdom."

"Why are you so popular? You actually got the princess."

Prince Che Chi said somewhat speechlessly.

But Huan Yu waved his hand, expressing his helplessness.

"But the princess of the Huo Liao Kingdom is not an easy person. She is miraculous in her use of strange fire!" Prince Chechi frowned.

Huan Yu said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, my goal is far more than this. She is destined to be just a paving stone."

Prince Chechi rolled his eyes, this was obviously arrogance, what are you trying to do?

He couldn't help but look at Su Yan with a look of sympathy.

"It's actually pretty good that Mr. Su can enter the top thirty-two."

Yuwen Xiongba suddenly became unhappy. He looked at Prince Che Chi and said angrily: "Shut up the crow's mouth. My lord is the one who wants to win the championship."

"Shut it, you still won the championship. The genius competition has been held for so many years, and only two casual cultivators have won the championship."

"I thought not once!"

Su Yanhao and Huan Yu actually said it in unison, very neatly, as if they had been rehearsed.

After saying that, the two of them looked at each other, smiled, and then walked towards the ring.

The people in the stands already knew the results of the draw, and they were all cheering for their favorites.

"The opponents drawn by those two casual cultivators are not very good."

"That Huan Yu is better, maybe he can fight with the princess of Huo Liao Kingdom, but that Su Yan is just a loser."

Not only this person thought so, but everyone in the stands thought so. After all, the opponent Su Yan drew was Canglang Sect, one of the nine giants.

The great elder of the Canglang Sect had already laughed and accepted the congratulations in advance.

"Lang Xing is lucky and has picked up a casual cultivator, but this is not good luck for him. After all, he would rather choose the disciples of the other eight sects to fight."

The meaning of the great elder of Canglang Sect is very simple. They are the ones who want to win the championship. Will they be happy to meet a casual cultivator?

In other draws, none of the eight giants encountered each other, they were all separated.

The battle of the top 32 is about to begin, and many people have already bought various snacks, looking forward to the exciting performance.

If the previous preliminaries were just a warm-up, then the current game is the real exciting start.

Su Yan walked to the ring, No. 8, and at the same time Lang Xing, a disciple of the Canglang Sect, one of the Nine Giants, also came to the ring.

Lang Xing had a cold expression on his face. This was his true face. He was the kind of violent person.

Lang Xing looked at Su Yan with disdain in his eyes, not taking Su Yan seriously at all.

"A casual cultivator is boring."

Lang Xing shook his head and expressed boredom. He didn't want to draw casual cultivators, he really wanted to draw geniuses from other giants.

Su Yan didn't say anything about this. It would be useless to talk more. Just get rid of this arrogant guy directly.

When Lang Xing saw Su Yan, he showed no sign of dissatisfaction.

"Why, aren't you afraid or desperate when you meet me?"

Su Yan remained silent, he didn't bother to speak at all.

"Are you scared?!" Lang Xing grinned, "Don't worry, according to the rules of the tournament, I won't kill you!"

At the end, Lang Xing added: "But I will let you Tang Shui Xing for a year and a half!"

When he said this, he licked his lips and showed an evil smile.

The surrounding audience also kept roaring.

"Wolves are walking, wolves are walking, wolves are walking!"

"This is probably the least suspenseful game among the sixteen games."

"That's right, compared to the other eight giants' competitions, there is no suspense."

"That casual cultivator is also a rare genius. It's a pity."

"Haha, who made him meet Wolf Xing? This time it's not as simple as failure."

Although many people have always believed that Su Yan was bound to lose, many people did not have such a simple idea in their minds.

Being able to reach the top thirty-two ranks while still being a casual cultivator is already a very good talent.

Su Yan is now the equivalent of Xiangmomo. Many sects and kingdoms are already eager to try. They are waiting for the end of the game to go to Su Yan to negotiate.

Su Yan had been silent before Lang Xing, but his last words clearly angered Su Yan.

It would be a fool's errand to want him to lie down for a year and a half.

He couldn't help but look at Lang Xing and said lightly: "As you wish!"

His voice was not strong, it was very calm, like an understatement, more like a kind of disdain.

Seeing this, Lang Xing stopped talking and started the game directly at the referee's signal.

Everyone around is looking at the field. It would be a pity to miss a second of such a game.

Wolf claws emerged from Lang Xing's hands, which were very sharp, shining with an icy luster, and full of power.

"If you don't know whether to live or die, I will let you recognize the gap between us!"

Wolf Xing roared and charged directly towards Su Yan!