Upon hearing this, many of the competitors made their way to the ring one after another, and Qin Jiang also slowly stood up and went to the ring to draw lots.
Just as Qin Jiang was about to step down, Shen Lian approached him, "Qin Jiang, you've got so nerve, daring to join the Pentahall Gathering! It seems you have no idea how many people are keeping their eyes on you, hehe."
"Get lost," Qin Jiang had no desire to waste words with him.
Shen Lian chuckled lightly, "I hope you don't end up on the sa ring as , or you won't even make it into the top eight. However, others might not let you advance to the top eight that easily either. I hope you don't get eliminated too soon and beco a laughingstock."
"If I face you, I'll smash your dog head," Qin Jiang replied indifferently, and then he left straight away.
Shen Lian's face darkened.
"This kid has always been so arrogant, I didn't expect him to treat even Young Master Shen with such disrespect, he's really grown bold," said a voice that reached Shen Lian's ears at that mont.
Hearing that, Shen Lian turned around and saw Zhao Mulong walking over.
"If it isn't Young Master Zhao," Shen Lian uttered faintly.
"Young Master Shen, can you really tolerate this brat? If I were you, I would have killed him on the spot. When has it ever been his turn to spout off in front of you?"
"Put your little sches back in your pocket, don't think I don't know what you're thinking," Shen Lian shot back coldly, "You were soundly defeated by that kid last ti, a fact well known to everyone."
Zhao Mulong smiled awkwardly, this guy really knew how to bring up uncomfortable topics.
Even if he felt discontent inside, he dared not show it and could only force a smile, bracing himself as he said, "Last ti was just that kid's fluke."
"Is that so?"
Shen Lian laughed "hehe", not directly exposing him.
Zhao Mulong's complexion grew even uglier.
He changed the subject, "Young Master Shen, just wait and see. If I encounter him on the field, I will certainly give him a thorough lesson on your behalf!"
Shen Lian waved his hand dismissively, "Your own affairs have nothing to do with . I don't take him seriously, he's just an ant I can crush at any ti."
"On the other hand, Young Master Zhao... you need to defeat him to clear your own na!"
"There are more people here today than last ti; the Zhao Family cannot afford to lose face."
Zhao Mulong just smiled and said nothing, but the fierceness in his eyes intensified.
Because of his crushing defeat to Qin Jiang previously, he had lost all face, and now, facing Shen Lian's taunts, he couldn't co up with a retort.
He was the Zhao Family's proudly nurtured prodigy!
This humiliation—if he didn't vent it, it would be hard to swallow.
anwhile, Mo Zidan was also paying attention to Qin Jiang from a different side.
He was surprised; he had never expected this unremarkable-looking fellow to actually be here to participate in the Pentahall Gathering.
Could he be from Dragon Hall?
Mo Zidan knew about Dragon Hall's current predicant as it had essentially beco the public enemy of the other major forces; if he could disfigure Qin Jiang's face, perhaps he would catch the eye of so core figures!
He glanced from afar at the lot number in Qin Jiang's hand. It was the number seven, then he smiled dismissively.
After everyone had finished drawing lots, the elder in the silver robe finally spoke, "Next, the tournant schedule will be announced. Contestants can take this opportunity to rest properly and prepare for the competition."
"Qin Jiang, what number did you just draw?" Xu Muge asked.
Zhao Yufei also looked curiously at Qin Jiang.
"I got number seven," Qin Jiang responded.
"It's hard to say who your opponent will be."
Before the competition had even begun, Xu Muge was already getting anxious on Qin Jiang's behalf.
Qin Jiang sat back down next to Xu Muge and gently rubbed her head, "Relax, what are you nervous about?"
"Qin Jiang, if things really turn dire, don't you force yourself, understand?" After hesitating for a few seconds, Xu Muge still spoke up with a warning to Qin Jiang.
Compared to whether Qin Jiang could win the title, what she worried about more was Qin Jiang's safety.
"I know," Qin Jiang didn't want Xu Muge to worry unnecessarily, so he nodded in agreent right away.
At that mont, Zhao Yufei pointed to a bulletin board, "Look over there, the schedule is out. Number seven is up against number thirty-six, Mo Zidan."
"Hmm?" Qin Jiang was taken aback, "The surna Mo, could it be that guy just now..."
Before Qin Jiang could finish his sentence, a piercing sneer rang out.
Mo Zidan was already striding over.
Gazing at Qin Jiang with a playful smile, "Kid, seems like your luck isn't too great. In the first round, you're up against . I am number thirty-six, Mo Zidan. On that stage, I'll see how you'll escape from the palm of my hand!"
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