A Billion Times Draw a Sword

Just when Miaoxian opened her bright eyes in a daze, Shen Houbai stretched out his hand and pushed her aside.

It was at this time that Miaoxian realized that he had been standing in front of the eunuch who drew lots, which meant that Shen Houbai did not come for himself, but for the lottery...

At this moment, Miaoxian wished to find a crack in the ground and get in.

With her cheeks burning hot, Miaoxian didn't dare to look at Shen Houbai.

...

This time, Shen Houbai didn't get the No. 1 lottery, otherwise it would be too evil.

This time, Shen Houbai has the No. 11 lottery, which means he has a long rest period.

Because he doesn't have much feeling about the number of picks, or Shen Houbai is not afraid of any opponent, so he looks more relaxed than anyone else on the scene.

"Damn it, how could it be him!"

A young man in his early twenties looked at the No. 11 lottery in his hand, and his depression was fully revealed on his face.

Following the two days of battles of "Ze Di Jue Ming", most people have already learned who is difficult to deal with and who is easier to deal with.

If you can choose... Even if you can't beat it, you will choose Miaoxian, who is only the first level of Guyang in Pigong.

On the contrary... a person like Shen Houbai would not even have a single thought.

So when someone got the No. 11 lottery, the remaining people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they all showed gloating expressions on their faces.

"It's so miserable for you, you have drawn him as your opponent!" Beside the young man, a person who caught a glimpse of the number on the young man's hand from the corner of his eye said gloatingly.

Hearing this, the young man glanced at the lottery in the opponent's hand, and then sarcastically said.

"How good do you think your opponent is, and he's not like me!"

"Besides, how do you know that I will definitely lose?"

On the high wall, Ji Lin pointed to a name on the match list after reading the match list handed over by the eunuch in his hand, and then looked at a person beside him who was wearing a Confucian scholar's uniform, standing with his back straight said the man.

"Ninth King, the only kid from the 13th Battalion to participate this year is really unlucky. He met Shen Houbai, the grandson of Lord Zhen Guo. Look... your little guy has a good chance of winning!"

Hearing Ji Lin's words, the Confucian man in uniform, the Nine Kings in Ji Lin's mouth, responded with a slight smile.

"Qianxi is the best member of our Thirteenth Battalion in recent years, and his strength cannot be underestimated!"

"However, the grandson of Duke Zhen is obviously also very good!"

Speaking of this, Lin Guotai, the nearest Lord of the Nine Dynasties under Ji Lin's throne, looked at it, then nodded his head, and then said again.

"I believe it should be a very exciting match. As for who wins and who loses, it doesn't really matter!"

What the Nine Kings said obviously means that answering is equivalent to not answering, but it is also the best answer. It will neither offend Lin Guotai nor make people think that he is arrogant.

Closer to home, today's efficiency is very high. In the morning, the first ten games have all ended, so when the time comes to the afternoon, the first game is the battle between Shen Houbai and Qian Xi.

"The Thirteenth Battalion of Hudu, Qianxi!"

Standing in the arena, Qianxi clasped her fists and introduced herself to Shen Houbai.

"Shen Houbai!" Shen Houbai responded.

"You seem hurt!"

Qian Xi pointed at Shen Houbai's injured shoulder last night. Although Shen Houbai had treated the wound, it took time for the wound to heal after all, so as Shen Houbai walked and swung his arms, the wound would be pulled and ooze The blood stained Shen Houbai's clothes red.

Glancing at his shoulder from the corner of the eye, Shen Houbai said, "It's nothing, it's just a small injury!"

"I heard from a companion that someone killed a 'demonized' person outside the imperial capital last night. The appearance of that person seems to be very similar to that of Brother Hou Bai!"

"And that 'demonized' person, after our investigation by the Thirteenth Battalion, should be the master of the Martial Academy!"

"Gao Ming himself is the existence of Lieyang Palace, and after being 'demonized', his strength is even closer to that of a Marquis Martial Artist. After a battle with him, Brother Hou Bai, you will definitely need to cultivate and cultivate, and you have been injured again, why not...you Admit defeat!"

Hearing Qianxi's words, most of the people present were surprised.

"Gao Ming... demonized!" Qiu Long said in disbelief.

Unbelievably at the same time, Qiu Long's eyes came to Shen Houbai's body, and he also saw the blood oozing from Shen Houbai's shoulder, but Shen Houbai was completely unscathed in yesterday's battle, so how did the injury on his shoulder come from? of?

At this moment, following Qian Xi's revelation, Qiu Long finally understood.

"This guy... really can create surprises!"

Qiu Long touched his nose and said speechlessly.

"What the little guy said is true?" Ji Lin asked on the palace wall without looking back.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The Nine Kings nodded and said: "As confirmed by the head brought back by the scouts, it is indeed the head of Gao Ming of the Martial Academy, and the person who fought against Gao Ming is indeed similar to the grandson of Lord Zhen Guo, Shen Hou Bai, according to the scouts' description!"

"besides!"

Nine Kings reached out and took out his Confucian robe sleeve, and when he took it back, he already had a portrait in his hand.

"Please look, Your Majesty!"

After handing the portrait to Ji Lin, the Nine Kings said again.

"This portrait was recently seized by the minister's subordinates from the demons outside the imperial capital. Although it is a bit rough, it can be confirmed that the person in this portrait should be Shen Houbai, the grandson of Lord Zhen Guo!"

"It can be confirmed that Shen Houbai, the grandson of Lord Zhen Guo, has been targeted by demons!"

"What, there is such a thing!"

Lin Guotai immediately stood up with wide-eyed eyes after hearing Jiu Wang's words.

Behind Lin Guotai, Shen Ge looked at the portrait in Ji Lin's hand, his expression was a bit confusing, it was hard to tell whether he was worried or not.

Ignoring Lin Guotai's surprise, Jiu Wang continued.

"Originally, I wanted to wait until the end of 'Death and Death', but now... I feel that it is necessary to take this opportunity to speak to His Majesty. In order to protect Shen Houbai's safety, I can consider sending him to some small towns!"

"Compared to the imperial capital, the demons in the small city gates are generally not very strong. They can buy Shen Houbai time to practice. As long as he enters the rank of feudal marquis, he can come back! He can even be stationed in some medium-sized city gates. Be the guardian general!"

...

Returning to the arena, Shen Houbai twisted his injured shoulder at this moment, and then 'wow', with a burst of powerful gangster energy, Shen Houbai stared at Qian Xidao with sharp eyes.

"Unfortunately... the word admit defeat does not exist in my dictionary!"

ps: Thanks to the veteran "Yuan Yuan's You Tai" and "You Xiong's Family" for their support, thank you very much!

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