Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 808 Plundering Luck
Not only did the audience feel that the last player was not easy to choose, but all the referees in the referee's seat were also frowning for the last seeded player.

"There are exactly ten referees and one chief referee. Why don't you just vote? Whoever has the most votes will be elected. How about that?"

someone suggested.

"It's a good proposal."

The chief referee couldn't act arbitrarily, so he simply nodded in approval.

"Okay, I'll choose Long Chen, this kid's defense is amazing, until now, no one has been able to break through his defense!"

"I choose Red Carp. This girl is stronger than Bai Qianjiao. It's a pity that I don't have the chance to fight against the sixth son. Otherwise, the results should not be worse than Qin Bixue."

"I'd better choose Ling Xiao. To defeat Jian Wuji, his strength should not be underestimated."

After some voting, among the ten referees, three voted for Long Chen.

Four voted for red carp.

Three voted for Ling Xiao.

From the current point of view, the red carp has the most votes.

However, the most important referee has not yet voted.

"The referee's cultivation base is also better than ours, so his vote should count as at least two votes, right?"

"Not bad!"

"That's settled then."

The referee did not refuse.

After a moment of silence, he voted for Ling Xiao: "This son is unfathomable!"

In this way, the six seeded players have been selected.

Ji Mingkong, Mo Wushang, Bai Qianjiao, Qin Bixue, Liu Taiyin, and Ling Xiao.

For such a result, most people have no opinion. After all, the strength and vision of the ten referees and one chief referee are recognized by everyone. It is basically unlikely that there will be any mistakes in their judgments.

Of course, there must be people who have opinions.

Such as red carp, such as red samadhi, the two of them are not convinced.

Red carp thinks that her senior sister is stronger than herself, but now she is not even a seed player. She feels that this is a huge humiliation, and she is very unhappy.

As for Red Samadhi, she felt that although she lost to Qin Bixue, she might not lose to her senior brother Liu Taiyin, let alone Ling Xiao. Why was she not selected as a seed player?

Both of them were thinking about how to hit the referees in the face.

"Hmph, even though Ling Xiao defeated Jian Wuji, we Red Samadhi can do it too. It's really unreasonable to let the little Yuehua Sect ride on the head of our Xuanhuo Sect?"

The senior officials of Xuanhuozong were also very unhappy with this result.

Mainly because they feel ashamed.

After all, Hong Sanmai was one of the six princes of the previous Holy Dynasty, but now he was kicked out of the seeded contestants, which hurt the face of Xuanhuozong a lot.

However, even if they were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say anything, they could only complain behind their backs.

You know, those ten referees alone are all strong in the Dongtian Realm, not weaker than the head of the Xuanhuo Sect.

And the chief referee is even more powerful in the Yin-Yang realm, and they can't afford to provoke him.

Only when your brain is flooded will you criticize the referee, and the result will definitely be very tragic.

"Forget it, as long as Sanmai fights for himself and defeats that Ling Xiao, our Xuanhuozong's face will not be lost!"

The suzerain of Xuanhuozong is calm.

Of course, there is nothing to do.

After all, things have come to this point, even if he is not satisfied, there is nothing he can do.

"Hateful, if I knew this would happen, I should have let Sanmai use his trump card to defeat that Qin Bixue, and it wouldn't have happened!"

"That's not good. Premature exposure of the hole cards will be very detrimental to the subsequent games. Anyway, don't worry, except for a few opponents, the rest are unlikely to be opponents of Samadhi."

"That's true."

The members of Xuanhuo Sect knew very well that Hong Sanmai was stronger than Liu Taiyin, and they believed that Hong Sanmai would not even be able to get into the seat of the Sixth Prince of the Holy Dynasty.

"Junior Sister, don't be so angry. As long as you have the strength, even if you are not a seed player, you can still advance to the top six."

Liu Taiyin is well aware of his junior sister's strength, and he believes that as long as his junior sister is willing, it is not impossible to advance to the sixth son of the Holy Dynasty and get the glory of the previous session.

"I know, brother!"

Hong Sanmai nodded, calming down his frizzy mood.

Since the game has not yet started, the audience also has their own views on the six seeded players.

"Red Carp and Long Chen should not have been selected. They are stronger than most people. I think they are stronger than Ling Xiao!"

"Come on, can you have a better eye than the referee?"

"Anyway, Ling Xiao defeated Jian Wuji and added a lot of points to him. Otherwise, he might not be able to enter this kind of player."

The people who made these comments didn't know what happened the night before, otherwise, they would never have said so.

"The game has started, so don't talk yet."

After the rules were read out, the seed players were selected, and the chief referee quickly announced the start of the game.

This is the most exciting moment.

The selection of any seed player is not a matter, the key still depends on the specific performance in the game.

It would be even more embarrassing if the seeded players were quickly defeated by others.

Everyone's eyes were completely focused on the competition arena.

On the boxy martial arts arena, stood two martial artists.

One is Huo Mozun from Xuanhuo Sect, and the other is Feng Moting from Tianwang Sect.

Feng Mo listened because Jian Wuji died, so he came in as a substitute. His strength is definitely not as good as Huo Mozun.

But he wasn't about to throw in the towel.

After finally becoming the 20th Tianjiao and gaining luck, he didn't want to give up so soon.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was still weaker in strength after all, and lost to Huo Mozun.

After Feng Mo's listening failed, breath from the bronze tripod behind him kept pouring into Huo Mozun's tripod.

after a while.

The copper tripod that Feng Mo listened to became very blurred, almost invisible, while the copper tripod behind Huo Mozun became clearer.

A tripod of luck, basically formed.

"interesting!"

Ling Xiao was no stranger to this scene because he had received three tripods of luck from Jian Wuji last night, but every time he saw it, he still found it very interesting and exciting.

The match continued, and the second player to appear was actually Long Chen.

Ling Xiao had high hopes for Long Chen.

The luck of the Divine Sword Sect needs Long Chen to fight for it.

Long Chen's opponent was Li Xuefeng who he had defeated before, so there was basically no suspense in this battle.

Long Chen easily won.

Li Xuefeng is relatively strong, and his sect is also very strong, so he got more nine tripods of luck, two tripods from the beginning.

After Long Chen defeated him, the original one tripod became two tripods, and Li Xuefeng became one tripod.

It can be seen from this that the more lucky the Jiuding is, the greater the loss after failure.

After Feng Moting failed, he lost less luck than a tripod, while Li Xuefeng directly lost a tripod of luck.

In fact, this truth is very easy to understand.

To put it simply, those with less luck beat those with more luck and get more, and lose less if they lose.

Those with more luck beat those with less luck and get less, and lose more if they lose.

(End of this chapter)