"Finally, it was about to begin! Hahaha, I had painstakingly cultivated to a level comparable to proving the Dao. Now was the time for me to make a name for myself!"
"Whoever dared compete with me, this time, I'd make sure they died without a burial place!"
"I heard there were only three slots in total this time. We would first select ten people from our side, then pair off and fight the people from the Dragon Severing Family to choose three!"
"So what if they were geniuses of the Dragon Severing Family? Anyone standing in my way would die!"
"None of you block my path, or don't blame me for being rude!"
The crowd immediately began whispering among themselves, but the tension gradually flared. These people were usually more unruly and overbearing than the next, arrogant beyond measure and with their eyes set above their heads. There had naturally been friction between them, and none of them was willing to yield.
Some of them might already have held old grudges, and now they were even less willing to give way to one another.
"All of you, quiet down!" Duan Long Wushang's words immediately silenced them. They might not care about so-called famous figures, but they could not refuse to acknowledge Duan Long Wushang, because he was far stronger than they were. "Come up one by one and draw your lots. Then fight in pairs. In the end, we will only recruit ten people!"
They stepped forward in turn and drew their lots.
Ye Xiwen had originally wanted to stop Ling Fei from drawing a lot, but she beat him to it. She smiled at him, clearly not taking his words to heart at all.
"Relax. Those stinking fish and rotten shrimp are still far from being able to hurt