The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chapter 155
The competition conference has to draw lots to determine their opponents. The total process is divided into three stages, the preliminary round, the semi-finals, and the final.

Chengfeng held the number 97 he had drawn: "Am I here to participate in some debut audition?"

"Sui Sui, what's your number?" she asked.

Chu Jinsui randomly grabbed one of the blank bamboo slips floating above, and a few words immediately appeared on the blank bamboo slip: "Number 23."

"I'm number two!" Fang Qingya was startled, "How is this ranking calculated?"

"It can't be sorted by strength, right?"

He held the bamboo slips: "According to the order of the competition? I don't want to be beaten so early."

"Can this order be exchanged?" He looked at the number 97 in Chengfeng's hand asking for help, "Can we exchange the bamboo slips?"

Chu Jinsui broke his expectations: "Of course not, you see, our names have already been entered in the letter of war when we got the bamboo slips."

In the direction of her finger, there was an oddly long scroll floating in the air. The names of every disciple who got the bamboo slips appeared on it, followed by the corresponding serial number.

"The final is to fight against inner disciples, isn't it?" Cheng Feng thought suddenly.

Chu Jinsui nodded: "Well, that's what Senior Sister Su and Ah Yue said."

Fang Qingya breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, the final has nothing to do with me."

"There are 320 outer disciples in total. After three rounds of the preliminary round, only forty are left after the preliminary round."

"After the rematch, only five people can enter the final. I guess if you are lucky, you may not be eliminated in the preliminary round. There is definitely no hope for the rematch."

Chengfeng rubbed his chin: "No wonder Senior Sister Su said that as long as I can enter the finals, it will be fine."

Chu Jinsui said: "It is said that it is the final, but in fact, the peak masters just want to see if there are suitable disciples. After all, after the semi-finals, they have already entered the inner sect."

Fang Qingya: "I will miss you at the outer door, if there is anything interesting, don't forget me."

The Chengfeng brothers put their hands on his shoulders: "No problem!"

"Oh? You're here too." A male voice sounded.

"Senior Brother Zheng."

Zheng Mingshu also took the bamboo slips and happened to see them: "What's your number, I'm 140 two."

Several people exchanged numbers.

Zheng Mingshu glanced at Chengfeng and Chu Jinsui, and said with a smile: "I can't see your cultivation anymore, I hope we don't meet each other in the preliminary round."

"Why haven't I seen Senior Sister Su much recently?" He asked a little embarrassedly, "I still have something I want to ask her for advice."

Chengfeng said: "Senior Sister Su has been very busy recently. I heard that Senior Brother Jiang should be assisted in the competition. After all, he is the chief disciple, but Senior Brother Jiang seems to have gone down the mountain and hasn't come back yet, so I have to hand over all these matters to you. Give it to Senior Sister Su."

Zheng Mingshu looked a little disappointed: "So that's the case, I didn't even know."

Chengfeng rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "Oh, it must be that Senior Sister Su was too busy to tell you. We also heard from others."

She winked at Chu Jinsui: "That's right, we haven't seen Senior Sister Su for a long time."

Chu Jinsui glanced at Zheng Mingshu, and immediately received it: "That's right, Ah Yue told us these things, and we haven't talked to Senior Sister Su for a long time."

"Look!" Fang Qingya suddenly called out, "The number is out!"

He pointed to the scroll over there, and saw that the content on the scroll began to be arranged in disorder, and everyone's names were aligned one by one, and then stopped.

Chu Jinsui walked over: "Let's go and have a look too."

(End of this chapter)