"Our rule is that every four people together, who can defeat the other three people, is able to enter the next level. Four people duel in pairs to produce the final double, and the final competition is born in it."

Yang Chan said.

"Come on, let's draw lots. As for anyone, it depends on your luck. There are four lots in total. People from the same sect will not draw together. You can rest assured."

Yang Chan said that he took out four bamboo tubes, in which there were four bamboo sticks, a total of 16.

Qin Jun drew a Ding lot, Xuanyuan madly drew a B lot, Wang Dingshan drew a C lot, and Ling Yiran drew a lot.

"After the draw, lot a comes first, lot B follows, lot C comes second, and lot D comes last."

Yang Chan said in a deep voice. After the distribution, everyone began to prepare.

Wuzhen of Shaolin Temple, with four disciples, Yuanren, Yuande, Yuanjia and Yuanzhen, is fully prepared.

Nun jiujue took four female disciples, Changming, changjue, Changchi and Changle.

Yang Chan of Wudang, with four Taoist priests, Junyi, Junzhen, Junze and Junmo, all of them are dragon and Phoenix among people. Their appearance makes Qin Jun and others feel a great sense of oppression.

These people will be their real opponents.

At this moment, Xuanyuan's madness is to look at Yuanren. The two eyes are opposite. Fortunately, the first lot did not draw the two together. Otherwise, it would be a real war of life and death.

"These people are so strong."

Ling Yiran has some drums in his heart. Although he is not weak, he feels that the pressure has increased a lot.

"Ha ha, little martial uncle, you have to refuel."

Wang Dingshan glanced at Ling Yiran.

Ling Yiran rolled his eyes, but the soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth. Even if he couldn't fight, he couldn't lose. Isn't there Xuanyuan crazy with Qin Jun?

Qin Jun was highly expected by Ling Yiran.

"You can't drop the chain. If you can get the first place, hey hey, I can boast about you with Grandpa. Then we'll be sure."

Ling Yiran said with a red face.

Qin Jun was stunned and his face shook. Is this going to set me up?

But at this time, he can't care so much. It seems that these people are full of war spirit and are at war.

Especially Yuan Ren of Shaolin, Qin Jun's eyes narrowed slightly. It seems that this guy is really well prepared. His strength is also the one he thinks is the strongest. He is crazy with Xuanyuan in Bozhong.

There are two other people, one is Junze of Wudang school, and the other is Changle, a disciple of Nun jiujue.

These two people are also very not simple. Qin Jun has to be careful with them.

"Get ready, a sign out."

Yang Chan said in a deep voice.

Ling Yiran and Changle are in a group. This time, it should be very difficult. Ling Yiran also knows that each other is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She can only do her best. As for which step she can do, she can only obey her fate.

The four men started a disorderly battle in an instant. Who can laugh to the end, win with one enemy and three, and be qualified to enter the next level.

Obviously, this first level is the most difficult and the most test for them to win more with less.

Qin Jun was quite worried about Ling Yiran, but the four people had already started the war of life and death when they entered the battle. Up to the agreed point, everyone was not so simple. They all started ruthlessly and tried to be the first.

Obviously, Changle won the victory in the end. Ling Yiran retreated despite the difficulties and was not seriously injured.

Then, the battle of signing B is imminent!