Chapter 2400 Xiao Feng's Plan

"Just open the last lot? What does this kid mean?"

"Mo Wentian is so arrogant. He even said that he just opened the lottery. He looks like he doesn't pay attention to any lottery!"

"I thought Mo Wentian wouldn't dare to draw lots, but I didn't expect him to take the lottery so lightly!"

"Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, so he is so arrogant, it really makes people look at him differently!"

"Mo Wentian's strength should not be underestimated, don't forget, Senior Brother Duan Qi was defeated by him!"

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As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, countless disciples from the gods and heavens exploded in an instant.

Their eyes fell on Mo Wentian even more, looking at Mo Wentian, their eyes were even more impressive.

At this moment, some disciples no longer dare to underestimate Mo Wentian.

It's not that Mo Wentian is afraid to stand up and draw lots, but he thinks it doesn't matter which lottery he gets.

"This kid is really as arrogant as ever!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the old man of ancient books.

Unable to explain why, seeing Mo Wentian walking towards the top of the ring battle, an idea rose in the heart of the ancient book veteran, that is, Mo Wentian can definitely win the training quota this time.

"Mo Wentian, then I will help you open the last lottery in this brocade box!"

And at this moment, the old man of Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, the old man of Shenzhu directly reached out and took out the last lottery in the brocade box.

"Mo Wentian, you'd better pray that you don't get drawn into a team with me, otherwise don't blame me for accidentally beheading you!"

Seeing the old man of Shenzhu take out the last lottery from the brocade box, Xiao Feng on the stage had a gleam of coldness in his eyes, and said secretly in his heart.

Xiao Feng's heart was completely aroused by Mo Wentian's anger.

"Number nine!"

"Mo Wentian, the last lottery is number nine, so you are in the number nine group!"

The ice-cold voice of the elder Shenzhu resounded.

I saw a number nine appearing in the hand of the old man with Shenzhu.

"Boss, I don't know what disciples No. 9 will have?"

"What level have their cultivation reached?"

As soon as he heard that Mo Wentian was number nine, Xiao Jiao's eyes instantly turned to the ring, he wanted to see who the disciples who got number nine were, and what level of cultivation they had reached.

"No matter who gets number nine, they will all be defeated by this emperor. The last person left must be me!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably firm light.

"Boss, I believe in you!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's determined face, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed brightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

Mo Wentian hummed lightly and nodded.

"It's disgusting, I didn't draw a group with Mo Wentian, I was number six, and he was number nine!"

Xiao Feng on the ring suddenly shrank his eyes, and the anger in his eyes increased even more.

"Squeak..."

At this moment, Xiao Feng's fists were clenched even more, and the joints creaked.

"Thank you, Master Shenzhu!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian had already arrived on the ring, took the lottery from the old man of Shenzhu, and Mo Wentian walked towards the No. 9 group.

"No. 9, Mo Wentian drew No. 9, let's see which disciples No. 9 is!"

"This Mo Wentian's luck is really good. The disciple who got No. 9 seems to be the twelve with the weakest cultivation among the disciples participating in the training competition this time!"

"Yeah, I really don't know where this kid Mo Wentian got his luck to meet even the worst disciple!"

"The result of this first round of assessment is really uncertain. The No. 9 disciple has the worst cultivation. Maybe Mo Wentian can really become the final winner of the No. 9 group!"

"You think highly of Mo Wentian too much. Even if No. 9's disciple has the weakest cultivation, Mo Wentian can't be the final winner. His cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven!"

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But at this moment, the countless disciples of the gods and heavens came back to their senses and began to discuss.

Their eyes were looking at Mo Wentian at this moment.

They were not optimistic about Mo Wentian, after all, even if the number nine group of disciples had the worst cultivation, Mo Wentian was the one with the worst cultivation among them.

They didn't believe that Mo Wentian could become the final winner in the first round of the ring battle.

"Ahem..."

"Since you have all drawn lots, it's time to start the ring battle!"

"Before the start of the ring battle, I also announced a rule, that is, all the disciples participating in this competition are disciples of our gods and heavens. As far as the point of the ring battle is concerned, try not to take lives!"

The old man of Shenzhu coughed lightly, looked at the one hundred and forty-four disciples of the gods and heavens on the ring, and a complex light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

In fact, the old man of Shenzhu said that he was not partial, and it was not absolute. When the old man of Shenzhu said this, he was partial to Mo Wentian.

The old man Shenzhu knew about Xiao Feng's anger towards Mo Wentian, he was afraid that Xiao Feng would kill Mo Wentian, so he announced this rule.

But what he didn't know was that his rule aroused Xiao Feng's killing intent towards Mo Wentian even more.

"Lord Shenzhu, please rest assured, we will definitely not take the lives of disciples from our own world!"

"Yes, Lord Shenzhu, don't worry, we are just fighting to win or lose!"

"I would like to follow Master Shenzhu's instructions. If Master Shenzhu says you can't take people's lives, you won't take people's lives!"

"Master Shenzhu has never been such a cautious person. It is really strange that such a condition is added to the ring battle hosted by Master Shenzhu this time!"

"Why do I always feel that Master Shenzhu is favoring Mo Wentian, he is letting Mo Wentian have no fear of his life, it seems that Master Shenzhu is not confident in Mo Wentian, he wants to fight against Mo Wentian even on the bright side. Protect Mo Wentian!"

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It was fine if the old man of Shenzhu didn't say those words, but as soon as the old man of Shenzhu said those words, countless disciples of the gods and heaven exploded in an instant.

At this moment, their eyes were even more focused on the old man of Shenzhu. Some disciples saluted the old man of Shenzhu and quickly agreed.

But in the eyes of some disciples, the old man of Shenzhu is partial.

Xiao Feng on the stage had a terrifying killing intent in his eyes.

"The old man Shenzhu said, try not to take lives as much as possible, but it doesn't mean that you can't take lives!"

In Xiao Feng's eyes, a gloomy light flashed, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Boss, no matter what senior Shenzhu said, it seems like he is protecting you!"

And at this moment, a gleam flashed in Huantian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"I appreciate the kindness of Senior Shenzhu, I'm afraid some people won't listen to him!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light.

Xiao Feng looked at him, the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed.

Even though he didn't face Xiao Feng in the ring battle this time, if he becomes the final winner, Xiao Feng will also win the final victory of his group.

In the second round of the ring battle, they will definitely face each other, if Xiao Feng and him face each other, they will definitely fight him to death.

However, this is not a hindrance, it does not affect his access to one of the four places.

In Mo Wentian's heart, he really didn't put Xiao Feng in his eyes, a martial artist whose cultivation base is only the perfection of the Emperor of Heaven is really not his opponent.

"Will anyone disobey him?"

"Boss..."

Hearing this, a hint of doubt rose in Huantian's eyes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.