Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The loud and clear sound of thunder was like a dazzling ball of light. For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted to the center of the Stellar Battle Platform. Their eyes were filled with anticipation as they focused on the source of the sound.    

"It's finally going to start. Who do you think will be unlucky enough to be chosen again?"    

"Who knows? But apart from Zhou Yong, Murong Feng, and Xia Yuhee, who must participate in the fierce battle, I think the rest of the people won't be able to handle it."    

Discussions were heard from the crowd below the stage. Everyone was talking about the drawing of lots that was about to begin. Everyone knew that the opportunity to decide the top ten was about to arrive.    

In this round of drawing of lots, seven people would be directly promoted to the top ten. Five of them were going to fight with Xia Yuhee, the lucky one.    

Luck seemed to be very important here.    

While the crowd was discussing, Ao Lingchen and the other strong people walked onto the fighting stage one after another. They walked to the center of the fighting stage, and around the ball of light, they were waiting for the Saint Asura Sect Expert's arrangement.    

When the thirteen of them stood in the middle of the light cluster, the huge shadow on the nebula also nodded slightly. A loud and clear voice resounded from the sky, "First of all, congratulations on being able to stand on the fighting stage. All of you are very good. All of you have the chance to join our Saint Asura Sect. "    

The ancient and praising voice of the Saint Asura Sect Expert echoed in the air. He looked at the thirteen silhouettes on the fighting stage with satisfaction. He had seen many good seedlings here.    

"However, the competition hasn't ended yet. The legend is still going on. All of you need to leave behind a thick stroke on the path of the legend and write down the glory that belongs to all of you."    

"Cut the crap and explain the rules. I placed 12 small balls in the center of the ball of light, and seven of them were blank. There are also five small balls that are marked one to five, which means that you still need to participate in a battle to get into the top ten. "    

"As for the lucky one in the last round, she has already obtained the number Lu small ball. Those who get the number of small balls will fight according to the previous rules."    

"If you don't have any questions, we will draw lots now and start the legend that you have written."    

A vigorous voice sounded on the fighting stage. The thunderous voice made people's fighting spirit boil.    

There was one person who had a different feeling. At this moment, Ao Lingchen's heart was very complicated. The flesh on his face unconsciously jumped a few times.    

Ao Lingchen's heart was somewhat conflicted with the drawing of lots because he seemed to have a grudge with a number. It was as if someone had cast a spell on him.    

He did not know if it was an illusion or not, but he had a feeling that when the Saint Asura Sect Expert finished speaking and the drawing of lots began, Xia Yuhee, who was not far away, had been staring at him, as if the seriousness in her eyes made her think that he was a formidable opponent.    

This young girl from the Hundred Flowers Palace, who was famous throughout the world, seemed to have thought of his strange luck, and thought that the possibility of him drawing the number one was extremely high.    

Ao Lingchen didn't know that he and Xia Yuhee weren't the only ones who had such thoughts. At this moment, at the foot of Stellar Battle Platform, Xia Jingxue was staring at the fighting stage with a complicated and worried expression. She muttered to herself, "Could it be that Big Brother Ao has drawn number one again? That Xia Yuhee has never fought before. She has not used up any energy at all."    

Although Xia Jingxue's strength was not strong, she was not a fool. She also had a strange understanding of the people on the fighting stage.    

She knew very well that Zhou Yong was the most terrifying one amongst the twelve opponents, except for him. Xia Yuhee, who had never used up her Yuan Qi, was the strongest opponent. With Big Brother Ao's severe injuries, in a situation where he had used up a large amount of his energy, it would be an intense battle if he were to fight her.    

From the luck of the last two rounds of drawing lots, Big Brother Ao seemed to be on par with Number One. This was the reason why Xia Jingxue was worried.    

Hearing Xia Jingxue muttering to herself, Qing Chen by the side also smiled helplessly. Why did this girl still believe in this kind of thing? Although drawing lots relied on luck. Ao Lingchen had indeed drawn number one twice, but who would dare to say that he would draw number one again? Or, whoever dared to say that he wouldn't draw the blank ball, and would directly advance.    

However, when Qing Chen shook his head and sighed, a strange feeling arose in his heart.    

After a pause, Qing Chen stared at the fighting stage and muttered to himself, "Junior Brother Lingchen's luck isn't really that bad, right?"    

There were many people who had the same thoughts as Qing Chen and Xia Jingxue. At this moment, a new plate had been opened at the intersection of the Stellar Sect. A new plate independently set up for Ao Lingchen: Would Ao Lingchen draw number 1 again? The odds of him drawing number 1 would be 1: 0.5. The odds of not being able to draw number one were 1: 1.    

This wasn't an ordinary bet. It was a bet to see if Ao Lingchen would draw number 1. This probability was 1 / 15, and the chances of luck being drawn at such a low rate was extremely low. However, the odds of him not being able to draw number 1 were so high. It could be said that it was an unprecedented high.    

Obviously, the dealer of Stellar Sect was also very optimistic about Ao Lingchen getting number one again.    

When this bet was opened, what was unexpected was that most of the people were willfully betting that Ao Lingchen would draw number one again. They were betting on that one in fifteen. It seemed like everyone was very confident in him drawing number one.    

It was just that Ao Lingchen didn't know about this strange bet. If not, he would probably be so depressed that he would want to vomit blood.    

No matter how much the outside world tossed and turned, it did not affect the drawing ceremony in Stellar Battle Platform. Except for Xia Yuhee, the other twelve people all reached out their hands to draw the small ball from the light source.    

After a round of drawing, some people were happy while others were worried. Of the five people who drew the first lot, four were extremely lucky. They drew four empty balls directly. These four people were Zhou Yong. Wang Chuan, Ghost Demon, Hee Yige. As for the other person, Ghost, he drew the small ball with the word 'Wu' written on it.    

Out of the seven empty balls, four of them were gone at once. It made people sigh with emotion.    

At this time, there were still seven small balls left. Four of them had numbers, and three were blank. The probability of drawing the number seemed to be even higher.    

Without much pause, another five people stepped forward. They directly pulled out five balls from the ball of light. Surprisingly, three of the five balls had numbers written on them. Two, three, Sa. Only One had not been pulled out.    

In this round of drawing lots, the two golden flowers from the Hundred Flowers Palace were extremely lucky. They drew two small white balls at the same time and leveled up. On the contrary, the three men from the hermit family were unlucky and drew three small balls with numbers.    

At this point, only Ao Lingchen and Luo Bing, who had risen up among the rogue cultivators, didn't draw lots. At this moment, there were only two balls left in the ball of light. One of them was empty, and the other one had a number one written on it.    

At this moment, everyone in the square was looking at Ao Lingchen and Luo Bing. Many of them were nervously clenching their fists, and their eyes were filled with intense anticipation.    

On the side of the fighting stage, Qing Chen's eyes were filled with surprise, and his expression was somewhat stunned. He stared at Luo Tian, opened and closed his mouth, and muttered to himself, "It can't be that he's really that evil, drawing a number one again, right?"    

Twelve people drew lots at the same time, and ten of them had already drawn ten balls. What was surprising was that there was still a number one and a blank space left. It made people think of the fate between Ao Lingchen and the number one.    

At this moment, everyone in the square was looking forward to one thing, and that was Ao Lingchen drawing lots.    

This was related to a strange draw!