The drums sounded again.
Battle Sect's Second Elder, Lone Crane, stood alone atop the platform, overlooking the entire arena as he loudly announced the rules of the matches.
In the stands, Li Mubai was also explaining them to Lu Feng and the others.
The rules for this qualification selection were relatively simple. The thirty-two Battle Teams would be split in half directly. Through a drawing of lots, sixteen leaders would be selected to face one another in pairs.
Once sixteen spots had been decided, there would be a brief rest before they fought in pairs again.
Until the final eight spots were determined.
At that moment, Second Elder Lone Crane was having a disciple bring out the lot drawing cylinder that had long been prepared at one side of the platform.
First, sixteen Battle Team leaders would be selected at random.
Then, based on the order in which they were selected, those sixteen disciples would take turns choosing the opponents they wanted from among the remaining contestants.
Although this random order of appearance carried a degree of unfairness and depended greatly on luck, they were competing for the position of Chief Disciple. Whether one went first or later was not all that important, because no matter what, if one wanted to sit securely in the Chief Disciple's seat, one could only proceed step by step with both feet planted firmly on the ground. It made no difference who the opponent was. They all had to be defeated anyway.
Even if they avoided one another this time, any disciple who remained unconvinced would still have a chance to issue a challenge later. If they lost then, it would only be more regrettable.
Every Chief Disciple in Battle Sect's history had fought their way up, beating everyone until they acknowledged them from