C436 The First One

Many people speculated that Lee Zhuohua might choose the box that Xu Daolin did not choose to draw lots. Because of the conflict between the Yuan Alliance and the Lake Gate, Lee Zhuohua and Xu Daolin would naturally stand on opposite sides.

Not only the older students thought so, but the new students did too.

After Xu Daolin had drawn his lot just now, everyone in the Yuan Alliance had chosen Xu Daolin's box to draw their lots. When the people from the Lake Gate saw this scene, they all chose another box.

Their meaning was very clear, that they wanted to fight with the Yuan Alliance in the disciple competition.

Naturally, Lee Zhuohua's choice would not disappoint the disciples of the Lake Gate.

Lee Zhuohua walked in front of the two wooden boxes and looked left and right. Then, without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand towards the box on the right.

This box was the one that Duan Qianyue had chosen.

Actually, to Lee Zhuohua, it didn't matter which box he chose. Whether it was Xu Daolin or Duanqianyue, he wasn't confident that he could defeat them. But from the point of view of the master of the Lake Gate, he would definitely choose the one that Xu Daolin didn't choose.

Everything was to calm the hearts of the disciples of the Lake Gate.

"Anumber one?" After Lee Zhuohua drew the tag, he held it in front of his face and looked at it. He found that his number was number 1, and without any other expression, he walked down from the Trial Arena.

At this point, all the Outer Palace disciples had drawn their own number, and the disciple competition was about to officially begin.

When the Disciplinary Elder saw Lee Zhuohua walking down the arena, he retracted his gaze. With a wave of his hand, the two wooden boxes disappeared. He must have taken them away.

"Alright, since everyone has drawn their own number, then the disciple competition will officially begin. Those whose number I have called will go up on stage on their own." The Disciplinary Elder glanced at the disciples below the stage and spoke loudly.

Then he began to announce the number of the competition.

"Number one." The Disciplinary Elder directly shouted.

The disciples below the stage did not feel much when they heard the Disciplinary Elder's shout, but Lee Zhuohua's expression became strange. How could he be the first one to go up the stage?

However, his expression returned to normal after a slight change, and it seemed that this order was also the beginning of the official sequence. He could only blame himself for drawing lot number one.

Therefore, under the strange gaze of the Lake Gate disciples, he walked up to the arena once again. They did not expect that Lee Zhuohua would go up again right after he came down. However, they were more interested in the opponent Lee Zhuohua would encounter.

Lee Zhuohua walking onto the arena once again naturally attracted everyone's attention. Even the Disciplinary Elder did not expect that Lee Zhuohua would be the first one to go up the stage. He looked at Lee Zhuohua with a strange expression.

After that, the Disciplinary Elder retreated and gave up the Trial Arena.

At the same time, in the dark crowd below the stage, one of them walked out of the crowd with a somewhat dark expression and walked towards the arena.

This person was Lee Zhuohua's opponent, the person who had also drawn lot number one.

This man was one of the freshmen, but he was not from the Lake Gate. He had seen Lee Zhuohua's glory in the The Trial Ground, so he knew that he was not Lee Zhuohua's match at all.

Therefore, when he knew that his opponent was Lee Zhuohua, this New Hegemon, his expression didn't look good.

Lee Zhuohua stood on the arena and looked curiously at his opponent. He found this person familiar, as if he had seen him before, but he couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

When the man walked onto the arena, he looked at Lee Zhuohua with some fear in his eyes. It was precisely because he had seen Lee Zhuohua's strength in The Trial Ground that he didn't have any confidence in this match. He even felt that he was so unlucky to meet his opponent.

Lee Zhuohua had actually seen this person before. He was the Demon Realm Cultivator who had the greatest chance of bombarding the Obsidian Tablet in The Trial Ground.

Lee Zhuohua stood in the crowd and watched as this person attacked the Obsidian Tablet. He was still lamenting the fact that this person had found a mystery similar to Sanhua at the early Astral Reaching Realm.

However, for a moment, Lee Zhuohua could not remember who this person was.

Although the new students below the stage did not know the background of Lee Zhuohua's opponent, in their hearts, Lee Zhuohua would definitely win. As for the older students who had never seen Lee Zhuohua before, they were also curious as to whether Lee Zhuohua on the stage was as powerful as the rumors said.

All of a sudden, the disciples below the stage focused their attention on the Trial Arena.

"You look a little familiar. Have we met somewhere before?" Lee Zhuohua still felt that this person looked familiar. He was not in a hurry to make a move, but instead asked.

However, when the Demon Realm Cultivator heard Lee Zhuohua's question, his face darkened slightly, as if his heart was not feeling very comfortable.

Because he felt that Lee Zhuohua was looking down on him. Back then, Lee Zhuohua had met him at the Obsidian Tablet, but now he couldn't remember who he was. No one would feel good about it.

Because of this anger, the fear in the Demon Realm Cultivator's heart lessened a little.

"I'm just an ordinary new student. How could I meet a New Hegemon like you? If you have the time to talk to me, why don't you just get it over with and start right away?" Although Demon Realm Cultivator was furious in his heart, he also knew that he was no match for Lee Zhuohua. His words seemed a little jealous.

When Lee Zhuohua heard the other party's words, his expression froze for a moment, and then he understood. This person must have met him before.

"That's true. It's better to end it quickly. There are still so many people waiting for the competition." However, after Lee Zhuohua's fruitless inquiry, he did not plan to find out who the other party was. It was better to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Humph." The Demon Realm Cultivator was also completely enraged by Lee Zhuohua's words. Even if he knew that he was no match for Lee Zhuohua, he would still find a trace of dignity for himself.

After a cold snort, his entire body erupted with the power of his blood and Qi. The power of his blood and Qi was as majestic as smoke, and the moment it appeared, it condensed into the shape of a Cang Lang.

Lee Zhuohua could not remember who this person was, but when he saw the Cang Lang formed by his Qi, the memories in his mind instantly became clear. He remembered the matter of The Trial Ground.

"It's you." Lee Zhuohua remembered that it was the Demon Realm Cultivator who had been humiliated by The Mad Demon at the Trial Ground. The corner of his mouth raised slightly.

Although Lee Zhuohua knew the other party's identity, he didn't think it was important.

As he spoke, his fingers in his sleeve slightly curled, forming a sword finger.

"Buzz ~"

Three beams of pure white sword qi immediately appeared behind him. They carried a sense of cutting through everything as they pointed at the Cang Lang in front of him.

When the audience below the stage saw that the person on the stage had used such a method as soon as he came up, their emotions instantly soared.

When the Demon Realm Cultivator saw the three pure white sword Qi behind Lee Zhuohua, his eyes became extremely solemn. However, if he retreated now, he would not have any face to speak of, so he still rushed towards Lee Zhuohua with the blood and Qi of the Ash Wolf.

Lee Zhuohua was still standing there. He could tell that after the Demon Realm Cultivator came to the academy, his strength had also increased by quite a bit, and the blood and Qi of the Cang Lang also had a trace of spirituality.

Lee Zhuohua also smiled at this.