Chapter 2418 Opportunities Are for Those Who Are Prepared
"I don't have this chance?"
"Mo Wentian, let's see who doesn't have this chance!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with terrifying anger.
Mo Wentian is really too arrogant, even said that he didn't have this chance, this simply didn't put him in his eyes, this made Xiao Feng feel angry, how could he not be angry?
If the second round of the ring battle hadn't started yet, Xiao Feng might have already shot Mo Wentian.
At this moment, the aura on Xiao Feng's body rose even more rapidly.
"The lottery is over!"
"The three disciples who got the first lottery will come to the stage, and they will fight in pairs!"
"You should have seen it, even if you both got the same number one lottery, this lottery is still a bit different!"
"These lotteries are different in color. At the same time, the first red lottery is drawn to fight first, and whoever wins will play against the remaining one!"
But at this moment, the old man of the Shenzhu stood proudly in the void, and a cold voice sounded.
"I am number one, and the lottery I draw is red!"
"I also drew red!"
"Mine is white, the two of you are going to fight first!"
"I'm going to fight you after you have had a big fight, my luck is really good!"
"Don't be too happy, if I win, since I have the strength to beat him, I will naturally have the strength to beat you!"
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As soon as the old man of Shenzhu said this, the three people who had drawn the first lottery walked towards the ring and began to discuss.
The cultivation bases of these three people are all in the realm of the perfection of the Heavenly Emperor, and the breaths of the three people are not far from each other.
Who among them can win the final victory is undoubtedly the disciple who draws the white lottery.
After all, no matter who wins the two people who have drawn the red lottery, they will fight against him!
This person has already fought a lot, and his strength has been consumed a lot. If he fights against him in his heyday, it is naturally impossible to win.
"I originally thought Master Shenzhu was talking about a random battle between two people, but I didn't expect it to be decided by drawing lots!"
"This lottery is actually fair and unfair, but the people who draw a lottery of a different color are lucky!"
"The second round of the arena battle has begun. For these four groups of battles, the remaining people in each group will be the ones who get the experience quota!"
"This training quota is not something anyone can get. In addition to strength, it also needs chance!"
"I see that for this training quota, senior sister Han Yuan and senior brother Xiao Feng can both get one!"
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At this moment, countless disciples from the gods and heavens began to discuss.
Their eyes looked towards the void.
In their eyes, there was a bit of unconcealed expectation. They were looking forward to who would get the final quota for this training. After all, these training people were related to their ranking in the gods and heavens.
What's more, these disciples who did not participate in the experience competition were more excited than the disciples who participated.
"The two who have drawn the red No. 1 lottery will fight!"
But at this moment, the cold voice of the old man of Shenzhu resounded.
As soon as the elder Shenzhu said this, two figures appeared on the ring.
"Boom..."
The two bowed slightly towards each other.
Immediately, the aura of the two of them rose rapidly, and a divine weapon appeared in their hands.
The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, the two of them slashed at each other in a flash.
The auras of these two people are very close, and the two people with similar cultivation bases, no matter who they are, will consume a lot to win the final victory.
"Boss, who do you think will be the final winner between these two?"
Seeing the two fighting in the arena, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed brightly, and said in a deep voice.
"Neither of these two is the final winner, the final winner is the disciple who draws the white lottery!"
An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.
"Boss, why is the final winner the disciple who got the white lottery!"
"This person has not even fought yet, you know that he is the final winner?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao was confused, looked at Mo Wentian, and blurted out almost subconsciously.
"These three people's cultivation bases are all in the realm of the Heavenly Emperor's Consummation, and their auras are almost the same!"
"These two will fight first, no matter who wins, it will definitely consume a lot of money, and at this moment, if he is asked to fight with him at the same level, he will definitely suffer!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Boss, if you put it this way, the person who draws the red lottery will be at a disadvantage!"
"Then this ring battle is too unfair, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with an extremely excited expression.
"That's right!"
"The rules of this ring battle are indeed somewhat unfair, and there is also a lot of luck in it!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.
The rules formulated by the old man of Shenzhu do have shortcomings.
But the cultivation bases of these disciples, except for Mo Wentian, are all in the realm of the consummation of the Emperor of Heaven. The winner in the end depends on who draws the lottery of different colors.
If anyone is lucky and draws a lottery of a different color, he can fight against someone who has fought a lot.
"Boss, you drew number four!"
"What color lottery did you draw?"
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Huantian's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"The lottery I drew, I forgot what color it was!"
Hearing Huantian's words, Mo Wentian's heart moved, and the sign appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.
"red!"
"Boss, the lottery you drew turned out to be red!"
Seeing that the lottery in Mo Wentian's hand was red, Xiao Jiao's expression was extremely excited.
At the same time, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, with worry rising in his eyes.
You know, Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, and it is simply impossible for ordinary warriors to complete the battle against the Emperor of Heaven at the initial stage.
But Mo Wentian is not only going to fight against the consummated warriors of the Emperor of Heaven, but also to fight against the consummated warriors of the Emperor of Heaven first.
Xiaojiao knew that Mo Wentian's strength was terrifying, but this would require a continuous battle against the two Heavenly Emperors, and there was also Xiao Feng as a difficult master.
"No matter what color lottery I draw, it won't affect my ability to win the training quota!"
A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with a firm gaze.
In fact, Mo Wentian himself didn't care what color lottery he got. To Mo Wentian, it didn't matter what color lottery he got.
From Mo Wentian's point of view, no matter what color lottery is drawn, the quota for training in his group must belong to him.
What he Mo Wentian decided to do, he must do.
"Boss..."
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Boss, this Xiao Feng is already very angry with you!"
"It's better to be careful when you fight against him!"
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"No problem!"
"Even if I didn't meet him in the first battle, it doesn't matter, he can't win me!"
Mo Wentian looked at Huantian, the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and even raised a slight arc.
"Boss, I believe in you!"
Huantian looked at Mo Wentian, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Trust me I'm right!"
"I didn't fight Xiao Feng for the first time, but I fought Xiao Feng for the second time. Wouldn't it be more convincing to win him!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian, the corners of his mouth raised more and more intensely.
In Mo Wentian's heart, he was extremely confident in defeating Xiao Feng.