Chapter 1673: one eighth! (1/2)

As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked and annoyed!

”one eighth!”

”Why so little?”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

The additional explanation does not say that the ratio is so low, but the elder Yinpao represents the official position of the martial arts conference, even if it is 1%, they cannot be questioned.

No way, although these disciples were shocked, they were helpless.

”Now draw a new lottery. Those with the same lottery number will be tested for the final three rounds of the ‘first decision’!”

The words were loud, and the other two silver-robed elders immediately took a few steps forward, holding the numbers and preparing to throw them out.

The disciples below began to turn their minds and think quickly.

”Three rounds of the first decision! We are about one thousand six hundred, right? Eight hundred after one round, four hundred after two rounds, and after three rounds...hey! Only two hundred people left?”

”My God! So little?”

”Unreasonable! This makes it clear to look down on people!”

”No way, who makes us weaker?”

”Haha, yes, you can see that when you look at the martial artist on Cangjing, so many people are already geniuses in the Xuanyang realm at a young age. In contrast, our strength is really a bit...cough!”

”What's the use of saying these now? Let's first think about how to advance, at least after the advanced retest!”

While everyone was talking about it, the two silver-robed elders on the high platform already gave out signs.

A burst of ”sign rain” fell, and everyone held one each and arranged two camps according to the gold and silver numbers.

”From one to fifty, come on stage!”

Elder Yinpao didn't hesitate, and immediately waved his hand, and the first fifty pairs of disciples quickly stepped onto the ring to start a duel.

For those in the middle of the spectator stand, even now, these competitions are nothing to see.

At best, it was slightly more intense than the previous three days.

For them, the first three days of the competition was a bit like a three-year-old child playing house, but now the competition is like five or six-year-old children fighting, there is no essential difference.

The first round is finished quickly, and the second stop is then started again, so the cycle of three rounds quickly stops.

In the end, the competition finally had a bit of appreciation, but it still made the geniuses of the three major sects not much interested.

However, Jiang Tian always pays attention to the situation on the court.

Unexpectedly, Luo Lan passed the test one after another and finally qualified for the retest tomorrow.

In addition to her, Qingxuan Kingdom also came with two young male disciples, but it is a pity that one of them was eliminated early, and the other one had reached the ”primary decision” stage, but in the first round. Was eliminated.

At the end, Qingxuan Kingdom had only a single seedling of Luo Lan.

As for Sikong Mengxue, a lady of the Sikong family who was very familiar with him and had a good relationship, she did not come to participate in this martial arts conference for some reason.

In Jiang Tian's view, it might be because she was not strong enough, or there were some reasons he didn't know.

After all, the jewel of the Sikong family, who was commensurate with his siblings, was still a little weaker than Luo Lan.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Jiang Tian shook his head and sighed, suppressing his thoughts.

At the end of the preliminary decision, the elder Yinpao nodded with a smile and said loudly.

”Congratulations on your promotion to tomorrow's retest!”

The words spread, and the disciples cheered.