Chapter 1859 Waiver

"Tian Langlong said that the dragon soul boat that leads the dragon soul is extremely solid, and even the Heavenly Lord may not be able to shake it, and it is impossible to track it. Is there really no way to enter the dragon burial cemetery?"

Li Hanxue did not sleep all night, and did not think of any feasible solution.

"Forget it, it's not too late to consider this matter later." wavv

In the next few days, Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint Lord often went to the Thirteenth Pavilion of the Trial Arrow to learn about various masters.

Four days passed in a flash, and the day of the Trial Arrow Conference was this day.

That day, at dawn, Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint Lord went straight to the Thirteenth Pavilion of the Trial Arrow.

The Cross-Sky Avenue of the Thirteenth Pavilion of the Trial Arrow had already gathered various masters.

There were so many people that Li Hanxue saw more than two thousand contestants with a sweep of his mental power.

Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint Lord also quickly entered the Cross-Sky Avenue. At this time, Lei Zhengfeng and Zuo Yi, several people who supported the Heavenly Gate, stared coldly at Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint Lord.

Beside Zuo Yi and Lei Zhengfeng, there were two other masters, one of them was a seventh-level dragon king, and the other was an eighth-level dragon king.

Both of them cast their eyes on Wushuang Saint, with strong hostility in their eyes.

"Brother Wushuang, who are these two people?"

Wushuang Saint said, "They are from the Divine Bow Sect. I took away their wind-piercing bows. I guess they also learned the news from Zuo Yi. But in Yanshan City, they would never dare to attack me."

The crowd was very noisy and disorderly.

After half an hour, the Sky-crossing Avenue suddenly became quiet.

I saw a man in a purple robe falling from the sky. This man looked about fifty years old, with gray hair, a cold face, and deep eyes.

The appearance of this person made the crowd even more noisy.

"Yanshan Jun! Yanshan Jun is here."

Yanshan Jun landed on the Sky-crossing Avenue, glanced around, and saw that there were many contestants, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he said loudly: "The archery competition begins now! The rules are as follows. There are only two rounds of competition. Everyone is divided into four groups. The first place in each group will become the top four to participate in the second round of competition. In the first round of competition, everyone has three chances, and the best score is taken. Use the arrows provided by the Thirteenth Archery Pavilion for the competition. As for the crossbows, use the ones you bring with you. Do you have any questions?"

One person said loudly: "Yeonsan Jun, I don't understand something."

"Speak!"

"If there are two players with the same score in a group, how to decide the first place?" the man said.

Yeonsangun said, "It's very simple. Let them compete again! The rules for the competition are as follows: each person shoots one arrow, and the stronger one stays. If the results are still the same, the competition will continue until the winner is finally decided. Do you have any questions?"

"No more!"

After hearing this, Lei Zhengfeng couldn't help but smile at Li Hanxue, "Li Hanxue, you can escape the first day, but you can't escape the fifteenth. The rules set by Yeonsangun today are exactly the same as what happened to us that day. You'd better pray not to meet me today, otherwise you will be defeated in the first round."

Li Hanxue smiled indifferently, "Same here!"

"Humph!" Lei Zhengfeng snorted coldly, and turned to dive into the crowd.

"Okay, let's start the grouping now!"

Yeonsangun waved his hand and directly drew four yellow rays of light, dividing the Kuatian Avenue into four areas. The number of people in each area was exactly the same, 521.

Li ​​Hanxue was divided into the third group, and Lei Zhengfeng and Zuo Yi were divided into the second group.

The two Dragon Lord masters of the Divine Bow Sect were assigned to the first group.

What Li Hanxue didn't expect was that Wushuang Saint Lord was actually assigned to the same group as him.

Wushuang Saint Lord smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Li, I didn't expect that we would be in the same group."

Li Hanxue said, "This may be God's will. If so, we have to compete later."

Wushuang Saint Lord shook his head and said, "Brother Li, I won't compete."

Li Hanxue frowned and said, "Brother Wushuang, what do you mean by this?"

Wushuang Saint Lord handed the Piercing Wind Bow to Li Hanxue and said, "I already know my limit. I can only shoot to the distance of Jiuge at most. If my injury can be recovered, I may have a chance to compete with Brother Li, but now it's not possible. Brother Li, you take the Piercing Wind Bow and advance to the second round."

Li Hanxue was a little surprised and slowly took the Piercing Wind Bow, "Even so, thank you very much."

Soon, the competition began.

Although there were many people gathered on the Sky-crossing Avenue, and there was only one shooting position, the process was extremely fast. Because many people knew their level after shooting one arrow, and seeing the terrible records of the nine and ten pavilions in front, they also knew that they had no hope. Some people gave up directly, or quickly shot three arrows and left in a hurry.

It took more than an hour, and the first group had already decided the first place.

This person was the eighth-level dragon king of the Divine Bow Sect, named Duan Qiu, who created the record of the ten pavilions, which no one in the first group could match.

"It seems that the tenth pavilion is a hurdle, and few people can break through it."