A sudden sound interrupted the lottery process.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Ping An and Qiu SiPing. They held their breath and did not dare to gasp loudly for fear of missing something important.
Qiu SiPing said in a deep voice, "Jiang Ping An, don't slander me and slander my reputation. I have never sent anyone to kill you."
His face was livid, his eyes flashed with anger, and his fingers clenched into fists under his sleeves.
He didn't expect this kid to be so brave and dare to confront him in front of him and make him lose face here.
Although I don't know how Jiang Ping An knew his plan, I can't admit it because the other party can't have evidence.
Jiang Ping An stared at Qiu SiPing, "I only said there was a grudge between us, and I didn't say you sent someone to kill me. How do you know my name?"
Qiu SiPing's old face froze. Fortunately, his full beard blocked the change in his expression.
He replied calmly, "I received news last month that someone reported that I sent someone to kill you. The person who did it was my apprentice Teng Chun. But three months ago, my unfilial apprentice stole a Supreme Treasure from me and betrayed the sect. The sect is looking for him."
"Teng Chun met you, it was a complete coincidence and has nothing to do with me. You misunderstood me. As for why I know your name, I felt guilty and did some casual investigation."
Qiu SiPing's explanation is reasonable.
Jiang Ping An sneered, "Are you still pretending? I provoked your grandson and asked your grandson to be punished. You sent your apprentice to kill me, but someone helped me and killed your apprentice. In order to prevent exposure, you let your apprentice take the blame."
"Jiang Ping An, when you speak, you must provide evidence. If you cannot produce evidence, I will report you for slander and kick a black sheep like you out of the sect!"
The terrifying Immortal Aura burst out from Qiu SiPing, frightening everyone in Martial Arts Arena into silence.
Jiang Ping An said without fear, "Then what evidence do you have to prove that your disciple Teng Chun really betrayed the sect? This is not what you said yourself."
"Okay."
An elder on the bench spoke.
"You two will put this matter aside for now. After the competition is over, go to the Law Enforcement Hall and submit the evidence. The sect will never wrong anyone. Let's compete now. Don't waste everyone's time."
Who didn't expect this kind of thing to happen? This kid is really brave enough to report the elder in public.
Jiang Ping An clasped his fists and saluted the elders on the throne, "Elders, I sincerely request that someone else be in charge of drawing lots."
"Based on the disciple's understanding of this insidious villain, this person must have placed his own people among this group of disciples to deal with the disciples."
"If this old guy is allowed to be responsible for drawing lots, the disciple's life will be at risk!"
Jiang Ping An said these words not because he really wanted to do anything to Qiu SiPing, but for safety.
Only when things are made clear will the other party not dare to make small moves.
He could sense the murderous intention of the other party and suspected that the other party was making some small moves.
This is also the reason why Jiang Ping An has never met Qiu SiPing, but can recognize him.
There is no unreasonable hatred. He felt the hatred of this guy as soon as he came in. He must be Qiu SiPing.
This ability saved him countless times.
"I will be responsible for drawing lots."
An elder came to this Martial Arts Arena.
Jiang Ping An had seen this elder, the senior who gave him Immortal Bone in the Martial Arts Hall. He had a wisp of beard, a thin body and gray hair.
Qiu SiPing glanced at Jiang Ping An coldly and returned to the spectator seats.
Whether the five people he selected can meet Jiang Ping An depends on luck.
The drawing continues.
This incident added some content to the conversation among the monks watching the battle.
"You said this person named Jiang Ping An is telling the truth?"
"It must be fake. If it were true, the report would have been successful long ago."
"Maybe he just doesn't have evidence. How can there be such a coincidence? He just happened to offend Elder Qiu's grandson, and Elder Qiu's apprentice just happened to kill Jiang Ping An..."
Qiu SiPing had just returned to Chang** when the elegant Miao Jing suddenly said, "This Jiang Ping An will be my Miao Jing apprentice. Some people should be more honest. I don't want to kill anyone recently."
Qiu SiPing's expression changed, he didn't respond, and sat back in his seat.
Now he only hopes that Jiang Ping An will die on the field. If Jiang Ping An really becomes Miao Jing's apprentice, it will be impossible to deal with Jiang Ping An again.
"This is the first time I've seen a man with such courage." Miao Xia held the wine bottle and stared at Jiang Ping An with brilliant eyes.
She has seen countless outstanding men, but she has rarely seen such courageous men who dare to contradict the immortal without any background.
It seems silly, but it is the best way to protect yourself.
If something happens to Jiang Ping An inexplicably, the first thing everyone will think of is Qiu SiPing.
In order to ease the atmosphere, an elder changed the subject and asked other elders, "In this Martial Arts Arena, which disciple has the best hope of getting first place?"
"That Yang Luan has a chance."
"Xiao Yue also has a chance. She Talent is very strong. However, I have already accepted her as a disciple in advance. Don't compete with me." A female elder said with a smile.
For this Martial Arts Arena number one, several elders have already made predictions.
Either Yang Luan or Xiao Yue.
"Jiang Ping An will be the first." Miao Xia suddenly said.
Several elders looked puzzled.
"Judging from the law fluctuations on Jiang Ping An, he has just entered Domain Level not long ago. No matter how good Talent is, it is impossible to compete with the monks who have entered Domain Realm long ago."
"What's more, he is from the Lower Realm. Talent has flaws, and it is impossible to have strong combat power. If he can enter the top 100, that is the limit."
Miao Xia poured a sip of wine into his mouth, "Elders, would you like to make a bet? If Jiang Ping An wins first place, give me a Supreme Treasure. If I lose, give each elder a Supreme Treasure."
"Watching the game is fun when there are bets on it."
To these elders, "Supreme Treasure" is not considered a high-end Dharma Treasure, but it is not cheap either.
"You're bored, let's take a bet, I have confidence in Xiao Yue." The female elder said with a smile.
"If someone opens the market, it's natural to place a bet." The elder next to him followed suit and placed a bet.
If you bet on who will be first, it is not easy to place a bet, but if you bet on whether a monk from the Lower Realm can get first, the result is obvious.
You can get a Supreme Treasure for free, this opportunity cannot be missed.
A total of three elders placed bets.
They are not worried that Miao Xia cannot afford it, because her father is still here.
Miao Jing sent a message to her daughter, "Can this Jiang Ping An really take first place?"
He didn't understand Jiang Ping An, so he felt a little confused. After all, Jiang Ping An had just gathered his immortal roots and hadn't even opened up his realm yet.
"I don't know." Miao Xia said honestly.
Miao Jing: "???"
I don't know if you still want to bet?
Did your father's Dharma Treasure come from the strong wind?
This prodigal daughter.
Miao Jing couldn't take back her daughter's words after she let them out. For a person of his status, face is more important.
The competition in Martial Arts Arena has begun, and those who draw the same number enter the space Barrier.
The battle of Domain-Level Expert is terrible and has a wide impact. A Martial Arts Arena will definitely not be able to let go and can only enter the Barrier competition.
A man wearing a bamboo hat and a stern face stood in front of Jiang Ping An, looking directly at Jiang Ping An.
"Looking at the law fluctuations on your body, you must have just broken through to this realm not long ago. Don't worry, I won't kill you instantly. If you express yourself as much as possible, you may be favored by the elders and accepted as a registered disciple."
"Thank you very much."
Jiang Ping An thanks.
As soon as he said these words, the man in the bamboo hat flashed over and launched a sneak attack on Jiang Ping An, with a ferocious expression on his face. "Get out of here!"