Among the forty-four contestants, the three who drew the most attention were Chan Yuan Da, Cang Chen, and Shi Lingyun.
The three had reached the Earth Immortal Realm before the age of ten thousand years. Their strength was beyond doubt, and they had become renowned throughout the Devil Race many years ago.
The three exchanged glances, their eyes filled with fighting spirit and vigilance.
Chan Yuan Da, who had a toad's head, spoke first to the other two. "This time, this Young Master will definitely defeat you."
Cang Chen said indifferently, "Who defeats whom remains to be seen."
Shi Lingyun, with his golden long hair, threw back his head and laughed arrogantly. "This time, we truly should decide the victor between us, and the winner will definitely be This Venerable One."
The three all regarded one another as opponents. As for everyone else, they did not care in the slightest.
"Now, everyone, please draw lots."
Cang You's clear, melodious voice slowly rang out.
"Each lot corresponds to a number. Those who draw the same number will compete against each other, fighting in numerical order. As for who your opponent will be, that depends entirely on luck."
Luck was also part of one's strength. Of those who could become Top-Tier Experts, which one did not possess immense fortune?
With a casual wave of Cang You's hand, forty-four golden slips flew into the air.
Those participating in the Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage prayed inwardly as they selected their slips.
No one wanted to draw a powerful opponent, especially one of the elites from those three great clans.
If they encountered them, most would be eliminated.
If luck was on their side and the three strongest opponents met each other, they might have a chance to sneak into the top three.
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