Chapter 2418

"I don't have this chance?"

"Don't ask the sky and see who doesn't have this chance!"

Listening to don't ask the sky, a terrible anger rose in Xiao Feng's eyes.

Mo Wentian was so arrogant that he even said that he didn't have this opportunity, which simply didn't take him in the eye, which made Xiao Feng's heart, how can he not be angry?

If it weren't for the second round of the arena battle, Xiao Feng would have shot Mo Wentian.

At this moment, Xiao Feng's breath soared rapidly.

"The draw is over!"

"The three disciples who drew Lot No. 1 came to the stage and fought against each other!"

"You should also see that even if you draw the same number one lot, this lot is still a little different!"

"There are differences in the colors of these lots. At the same time, the red one will fight first, and then who will win and fight with the rest!"

At this time, the old man of Shenzhu stood proudly in the void, and the cold voice sounded.

"I'm number one, and the lot I draw is red!"

"What I draw is also red!"

"Mine is white. You two have to fight first!"

"I'm really lucky to fight against you after your war!"

"Don't be happy too early. If I win, since I have the strength to win him, I naturally have the strength to win you!"

……

As the elder Shenzhu said this, the three people who drew the No. 1 lot walked towards the challenge arena and began to talk.

The accomplishments of these three people are all in the realm of the perfection of the emperor of heaven, and the breath of the three people is not far from each other.

Who can win the final victory is undoubtedly the disciple who draws the white lot.

After all, the two people who draw the red lot, no matter who wins, will fight against him!

This person has already fought a big battle, and his strength has been consumed a lot. If he fights with the prime time again, it is naturally impossible to win.

"I thought Lord Shenzhu was talking about any two people fighting, but I didn't expect it was decided by lot!"

"This lottery is actually fair and unfair, but people who draw lots of different colors are still lucky!"

"The second round of the challenge arena war has begun. The remaining people in each of these four groups are those who have obtained the training quota!"

"This training quota is not available to anyone. In addition to strength, it also requires opportunity!"

"I think elder martial sister Han Yuan and elder martial brother Xiao Feng can get one of the training places this time!"

……

At this moment, countless disciples of God's heaven began to talk.

Their eyes looked into the void.

In their eyes, there is something hard to hide. They expect who will get the final quota of this experience. After all, these experienced people are related to their ranking in God's heaven.

What's more, these disciples who did not participate in the experience competition were even more excited than those who participated.

"The two who draw the red number one lot will fight!"

At this time, the cold voice of the old man Shenzhu rang out.

As the elder Shenzhu said this, two figures appeared on the challenge arena.

"Boom..."

The two arched their hands slightly towards each other.

Immediately, the breath on their bodies soared rapidly, and artifacts appeared in their hands.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, they flashed and directly chopped at each other.

The breath of these two people is very close, and the breath of cultivation is close. Whoever wins the final victory consumes a lot.

"Boss, who will be the final winner of these two people?"

Looking at the two people fighting in the challenge arena, a flash of light and a deep voice flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes.

"Neither of them is the final winner. The final winner is the disciple who drew the white lot!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, why is this last winner the disciple who draws the white lot!"

"This man hasn't fought yet, so you know he is the final winner?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao was confused. Looking at Mo Wentian, he almost blurted out subconsciously.

"The accomplishments of these three people are all in the perfect state of the emperor of heaven, and their breath is almost the same!"

"These two people fight first. Whoever wins will definitely consume a lot. At this moment, if he wants to fight again with his cultivation, he must suffer!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and said coldly with a flash of light in his eyes.

"Boss, if you say so, the person who gets the red lot will suffer!"

"Isn't this arena war too unfair?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, looking extremely excited.

"That's right!"

"The rules of the challenge arena are indeed unfair, and there is a lot of luck in it!"

Don't ask the sky. It's very serious.

There are indeed deficiencies in this rule formulated by the elder Shenzhu.

But the accomplishments of these disciples, except don't ask the sky, are all in the realm of perfection of the emperor of heaven. The final victory depends on who draws the lottery of different colors.

If anyone is lucky and draws lots of different colors, he can fight with those who fight.

"Boss, you got number four!"

"What color did you draw?"

Suddenly, it seemed that he remembered something, and the figure of magic sky flashed and fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Huan Tian stretched out his furry claws and scratched his head. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and a deep voice said.

"I forgot the color of the lot I drew!"

Listening to Huan Tian's words, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the sign appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

"Red!"

"Boss, the lot you drew turned out to be red!"

Looking at the red sign in Mo Wentian's hand, Xiao Jiao looked very excited.

At the same time, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were even more worried.

You know, don't ask about the cultivation of heaven, but there is only the initial state of the emperor of heaven. It is impossible for ordinary martial artists to fight the emperor of heaven in the initial state.

But don't ask the sky. This is not only to fight with the perfect warrior of the emperor of heaven, but also to fight with the perfect warrior of the emperor of heaven first and then.

Xiao Jiao knew that Mo Wentian's strength was terrible, but it would take two heavenly emperors to complete the war in a row, and there was Xiao Feng, the difficult Lord.

"No matter what color of the lottery I draw, it will not affect me to win the training quota!"

The sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and a firm eye light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

In fact, Mo Wentian doesn't care what color of the lot he draws. For Mo Wentian, it doesn't matter what color of the lot he draws.

In Mo Wentian's opinion, no matter what color of the draw, the training quota of his group must be his.

Don't ask God what he decides to do, he must do it.

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Boss, Xiao Feng is already very angry with you!"

"You'd better be careful against him!"

Suddenly, it seemed that he thought of something. Magic heaven looked at Mo and asked him in a deep voice.

"No problem!"

"Even if I didn't meet him in the first match, it doesn't matter. He can't win me!"

Don't ask the sky, looking at the magic sky, the corners of your mouth slightly, but also raised a radian.

"Boss, I believe you!"

Huan Tian looked at Mo Wentian, and a light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"It's right to believe me!"

"I didn't fight with Xiao Feng for the first time, and won him for the second time. Wouldn't it be more convincing for him to win!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, and the radian raised by the corners of his mouth became more and more rich.

Mo Wentian's heart is extremely confident in defeating Xiao Feng.