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Pink's gaze turned to Mr. Xia who suddenly appeared and asked: "The ranking battle is about to start now?"

Jun Yueyue looked around: "Old Wu Xiaojun and the others are not here. Have they all passed the preliminary round?"

"I don't know, probably, you'll know just by looking down," Chen Bujian said.

But I heard the voice of Mr.

Mr. Xia raised his head and looked at the sky: "The auspicious time has arrived. Now, I announce that this year's Black Street Ranking Competition has officially begun!"

Has this officially begun? Chen Bujian was stunned. The spectator seats were now less than one-third full, and less than 30,000 people could survive.

But then he thought that not many people knew about the black street ranking battle, and this was only the Tianzi Lunwu war zone. In addition, the seven war zones of Xuanhuang and the universe had not started yet. Chen Bujian was relieved and watched with peace of mind.

Contest.

Under the attention of nearly 30,000 people in the field, Xia Lao flew into the air, his hands shining with sea-blue light, and then fired out dozens of blue beams, forming a giant water mirror above each sword discussion platform.

In the water mirror, ripples rippled, and the picture emerged. The picture that emerged was exactly the scene on the sword discussion stage.

"Mo Chen, didn't you mean the water mirror projected by Qi Ling Xiaolan?" Jun Yueyue asked.

"How do I know this?" Chen Bujian said. He also heard what Qiu Zihan said.

After Xia Lao projected the water mirror, he floated down, and the water mirror above the main sword platform also projected the scene of Xia Lao falling down, allowing everyone to see it very clearly.

Mr. Xia said loudly: "This year's ranking competition, Tianzi War Zone, involved a total of 17,652 players who signed up for the competition. After many rounds of preliminary rounds, one hundred people were finally selected to successfully qualify. They are all

The best among more than 17,000 people."

"Now we will begin to draw numbers for the ranking battle, with a 100-to-50 competition. Before drawing the numbers, let us first welcome the top players of this year..."

After saying these words, the pictures in the water mirror in the sky switched to the entrance channel of the contestants.

Looking towards the entrance channel, the two teams walked out in an orderly manner.

One team is all NPCs, and their names are very simple. From the first one to the back, they are called the No. 1 Sword Guard, the No. 2 Sword Guard... and so on.

Probably a referee or something.

The other team is full of players.

The first person to take the lead was none other than Eleven Niang, Qiu Zihan.

The water mirror instantly zoomed in, giving her a close-up of the player's face.

Chen Bujian, Pinky, and Jun Yueyue were able to get through to her, and there was no turmoil in their hearts.

Behind her, hundreds of qualifying candidates walked out one after another.

There were sounds of surprise in the venue.

"Haha, my brother qualified. Did you see that guy named Lu Tao? That's my brother!!" One person pointed at a player holding a jade flute in the water mirror and shouted excitedly to the people around him.

"My love interest has also passed! That person named Lu Jiaoniang is my love interest, my wife! Look!" Someone also shouted, wanting everyone to know.

"My master has also qualified..."

Chen Bujian glanced at the shouting audience... "As for that, why don't we just give out a line?"

"Laowu, look, Laowu!" Jun Yueyue suddenly pointed.

"Where can I lean?"

Chen Bujian suddenly became excited. He glanced at the water mirror above the main sword platform with wide eyes, and saw a soul-piercing player named Pang, holding a pair of five-venom double blades, walking out.

"Old Wu!!" Chen Bujian put his hands to his mouth and shouted, and then excitedly shouted to the surrounding spectators: "Did you see that old lady Pang is my relative and friend, my good sister!!"

Being able to stand out from nearly 20,000 martial arts players is undoubtedly a symbol of strength and glory.

Of course Chen Bujian and the others should be happy, of course they should cheer for her!

"Ziyu! Mo Chen, look!" The pink face was filled with joy.

"Haha!!" Chen Bujian cheered with great excitement: "Ziyu Niubi!!"

In the water mirror scene, a beggar named Wang Ergou strolled out holding a fan that did not match his identity, and even waved hello to the tens of thousands of spectators in the spectator stands.

"Wow..."

The stadium instantly burst into cheers, and the atmosphere was stirred up by him.

Soon, all the hundreds of qualified players walked out...

"Why is there no Xiaojun? Have you seen Xiaojun?" Pinky narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at the hundreds of qualifying players in the water mirror and asked.

"No...I didn't see it..." Jun Yueyue shook her head.

"It doesn't make sense..." Chen Bujian frowned.

Off the field, all the qualified contestants have flown to the main sword stage and stood in front of Mr. Xia. The sword guard NPCs have also flown to their small sword stages to host the competition.

"The number drawing begins now!" Mr. Xia waved his sleeves, and hundreds of folded pieces of paper flew out and hung in the air.

"Go to the sword platform according to the number drawn, and draw according to the order of qualifying. Eleventh Mother, you are the first one."

After Mr. Xia finished speaking, Qiu Zihan took a step forward, randomly selected a picture, and opened it:

"No. 1..."

Everyone in the audience could see clearly through the water mirror.

Qiu Zihan bowed her hand respectfully to Mr.

"Don't waste time, next one." Mr. Xia looked impatient.

The other qualified players walked out one by one and drew numbers.

"It's strange. I looked around several times and didn't see Xiaojun..." Chen Bujian was quite puzzled.

"You didn't see me because I was eliminated in the preliminary round and didn't qualify..." An indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind Chen Bujian and the others.

Just look at Xiaojun who appeared behind the three of them out of nowhere.

The three of them looked at him in great surprise.

"Didn't qualify..." Chen Bujian couldn't believe it: "Lao Wu can qualify, but you didn't!"

"No way..." Pink and Jun Yueyue also looked in disbelief, because in terms of strength, Lao Wu was no match for Xiao Jun. When they fought, Lao Wu basically lost more than he won.

It would be good if you can win three out of ten games.

"Lao Wu is just lucky. All he met were rookies..." Xiaojun said calmly: "I was unlucky. I met a master and a ruthless character. I lost one move and never fought."

"Who is that ruthless character?" Chen Bujian asked, looking towards the main sword platform.

"Don't look at it. That person is not here. After eliminating me, his next opponent will be No. 8888." Xiaojun said.

Eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight, isn’t it Qiu Zihan?

Chen Bujian turned pink, and Jun Yueyue couldn't help but reveal a sympathetic smile on his face.

Wu Shigui can qualify, and Xiaojun must also be qualified. If this person can eliminate Xiaojun, then qualifying is definitely guaranteed, but he meets Qiu Zihan, a professional player who can be called the "Ultimate Demon King"

.

A new star who was about to rise on the stage of sword discussion fell just like that.

It is not an exaggeration to say that I carried it home.

"Fortunately, I didn't participate..." Chen Bujian smiled happily. There must be many unlucky guys like Xiaojun who were qualified but were forced to be eliminated.

This kind of ranked battle is really ruthless.

"Finally found you!" At this time, a delighted female voice came from the left side of the four people.

The visitor was dressed as a staff member of an off-site betting spot, and the name on his head was...

"Xiao Xiu'er?" Chen Bujian shouted, this person was the young lady who handled the betting for him at the betting point.

Xiao Xiuer hurriedly came to the four of them and asked Chen Bujian rather reservedly: "Brother, number 8888 has qualified. I made more than 20 gold. Can you tell me?"

, who is he, I want to continue betting on him."

Chen Bujian was puzzled: "No, can't you just continue betting on the number 8888?"

Xiao Xiuer shook her head: "No, you can only place your ID number plate before the ranking battle starts. After the ranking battle starts, you have to place your name according to your name."

"Oh..." Chen Bujian understood and pointed out: "The one named Eleven Niang on Sword Platform No. 1 is No. 8888."

"is her…"

Xiao Xiuer was stunned for a moment, because she had applied for betting vouchers for both of them at that time, so she still had an impression of Eleven Niang.

"Thank you." Xiao Xiuer happily thanked the four of them, and then hurried back to place her bets, but she had just walked a few steps.

Xiao Xiuer paused, her beautiful eyes glanced at the sword discussion platform, then turned to Chen Bujian and the other four, and said weakly: "This...can I still place a bet?"

Chen Bujian, Xiaojun and the others were stunned and turned to look at the sword discussion platform.

"Liangliang." Xiaojun said directly.

"Ziyu..." Jun Yueyue sighed.

Pink answered: "No more."

Chen Bujian's mouth also twitched.

Looking towards the water mirror on the main sword stand, one can see a beggar named Wang Ergou holding a number in his hand.

The digits on that number are astonishingly:

【No.1!】