C63 (2/2)

However, no one questioned such a method of drawing lots. One had to know that luck was an essential factor in becoming a powerful warrior. No one could avoid the moment where one's luck would fluctuate.

At the same time, the stronger ones had greater self-confidence and felt that no matter how unlucky they were, they could still eliminate any opponent. The weaker ones felt that it was precisely because of this method that they had such hope.

Therefore, the lottery itself was a test of luck. The Fang family disciples grabbed their number plates one by one and retreated to the side, anxiously waiting for their opponents to appear.

Fang Shaobai also caught his number plate. Ugh, his number was actually 4, this was not a good number.

In next to no time, the forty-eight numbers were already in the hands of the forty-eight Fang Family disciples. Many people looked around nervously, guessing that they were going to be their first opponent. If they were unlucky and couldn't even make it past the first round, then it would be too embarrassing, too depressing.

Fang Shaobai was also guessing, but he wasn't as nervous as the others. He thought wickedly that if she met Fang Shaofeng in the first round, it would be interesting. The people who were paying attention to the contest conference would probably leave after the two of them decided on who was victor, right?

Then he noticed that there were pairs of eyes sizing him up all around, as if they were all eager to meet him in the first round.

This was especially obvious to Fang Shaofeng, but it could be understood that during this period of time, Fang Shaofeng had already mustered all her strength and was waiting for contest conference to properly humiliate Fang Shaobai and force him out of the Fang Family. Of course, she couldn't wait to meet him in the first round.

Fang Shaoying and Fang Yumei had lost face because of Fang Shaobai, so it was normal for them to hold back their anger and want to teach Fang Shaobai a lesson in the contest conference.

However, those who did not have any enmity with Fang Shaobai, were actually waiting eagerly, wishing that they could meet Fang Shaobai in the first round. This was because they felt that Fang Shaobai was a soft persimmon, and that as long as they met him again, they would be able to easily enter the next round.

”F * ck!”

Fang Shaobai raised her middle finger towards all of this. Fine, f * ck, since you want to meet me, then come on, just wait and see who loses to you.

Great Elder Fang Qun's dignified gaze swept across everyone and he shouted, ”Right now, all the competitors are heading towards the furthest to the east side with the number 1 card. Head over to number 2, and so on, no one is allowed to mess around with number 3, and no one is allowed to change their card without permission.

All forty-eight of them began to move in an instant, using their numbers to choose their approximate positions. Very quickly, most of them chose their positions and indicated their opponents' numbers. For a moment, there were a few happy families and a few sad families.

Only Fang Shaobai took her time and did not reveal her number. Fang Shaofeng, Fang Shaoying, Fang Yumei, and the others who yearned to meet Fang Shaobai in the first round were all disappointed. Their opponent was already determined, but he was not Fang Shaobai.

”Consider yourself lucky!” Fang Shaofeng's face was dark as she subconsciously muttered: ”You better pray that you won't run into me in the next round.”

This caused Fang Shaofeng's opponent to be so angry that her face turned black. Although she knew that Fang Shaofeng was muttering towards Fang Shaobai, but f * cking before she even fought, Fang Shaofeng was already prepared to humiliate him in the next round. This clearly showed that he did not put in his eyes.

”Hmph, since you look down on me so much, I don't care what kind of young master you are. Even if I die, I'll give you a good beating.”

Even in his dreams Fang Shaofeng would never have thought that just because of a whisper, he would piss off his opponent, and this opponent was a young master from a branch family of the Fang Family.

On the other hand, when Fang Shaobai slowly walked to the front of his opponent, his opponent's face almost instantly darkened. This opponent was a youth who was not of the Fang family's eighth generation. He was only seventeen, and was one year younger than Fang Shaobai.

When he saw that his opponent was Fang Shaobai, this youngster practically cried while holding back his tears, and said incomparably gloomily, ”Brother Shaobai, why would my first opponent be you?! You've even killed Du Xingtian, and I can't beat you, I admit defeat!”

Fang Shaobai was stunned, she had admitted defeat just like that, what was going on?