"First, compete for the latter two seats, then compete for the top three seats. In the top three seats, fight in pairs, and the two winners seize the first two seats. The losers battle again to fight for the third seat."
The rules were announced.
The drawing lots began.
Han Shuang went up to draw lots on behalf of the Shaxing Sect.
Soon, the name of the Shaxing Sect was drawn, and their first opponent was born, none other than the sect of the bald man who had previously insulted Han Shuang.
This sect wasn't very strong, but in the Chi Shui Minor World, they were ranked in the top six or seven, which was much more renowned than the Shaxing Sect.
"Hehe, Sect Master Han, it seems we are really destined to meet." Zhao the Seventh grinned at Han Shuang, looking extremely wretched.
Han Shuang was actually not in a good mood; the first opponent was already a bit tricky.
