On this day, Lu Ping'an, as usual, came to the venue together with Duan Muyu.

What is different from the past is that where the two pass by is where people's eyes gather.

In addition to those eyes that have appeared before, now there is a little more respect, envy, and jealousy...

Apart from other things, being able to cultivate to the Yuan Wu state at this age is an existence worthy of the respect or respect of fellow practitioners.

With the progress of the conference and the amazing strength shown in the previous competition, their popularity has truly reached the level of the four geniuses.

There were even more discussions about the two of them than the four guys, one because of arrogance and the other because of mystery.

However, many people know that no matter what the four geniuses or the six Yuanwu, they will decide the winner today, leaving only two people to advance to the finals and compete for the top spot.

However, in most people's minds, they are still more optimistic about Cao Xin and others. No matter how beautiful Lu Ping'an and Duan Muyu are, it is only a flash in the pan, and it is impossible to defeat those long-standing geniuses.

From the opening gambling games of the major gambling shops in Luotian City, it can be seen that the odds of Lu Ping'an entering the final are very high, and there are not many people who are optimistic about them.

As for Lu Ping'an and Duan Muyu themselves, they didn't have much thoughts about this, nor did they care about the onlookers of others. They all thought in their hearts, they only hoped that they would not draw each other when the draw was held.

After a period of time, the quarterfinals of the Amphibious Club, under the attention of the public, stepped onto the high platform of the venue.

The big men sitting there felt extremely relieved to see this scene.

Just because of these eight people, seven are from the Cangwu country. Regardless of the final result, they are the best among the young monks in China and the pillars of the country in the future.

Although this cannot be compared with the four great powers of genius, as of now, as long as there are no accidents, these seven people may enter the reincarnation in the future. For a small country, its importance is self-evident. Metaphor.

The overall strength of those contestants who have been eliminated from the game is pretty good, which makes many people think that in a few decades, Cangwu Country will surely be able to reach a higher level in terms of cultivating power.

Emperor Hu Xian would only come to the scene during the finals. Although he still did not come today, he issued an imperial decree to commend and praise Lu Pingan and others, and also rewarded many valuables.

"Thank you Lord Longen!"

The eight people arched their hands in unison.

Lord An said: "Then, let's start drawing lots!"

Lu Pingan and the six people all seemed very calm and calm, while the other two contestants were quite depressed.

Both of them are cultivators of Zhenwu Nineth Layer, and they are less than 30 years old. Logically speaking, they can also be called geniuses.

If in the national competition held in previous years, their strength could even win the first place.

However, the competition in the Amphitheatre of Ho Nai was too great, and there were all the powerhouses of Yuan Wu realm, and there were still six at once!

This made the two of them feel very helpless, standing on the side, bleak.

If they draw lots, if they can draw each other, then there is still the possibility of promotion, otherwise, they will stop here.

But in fact, the six of Lu Pingan did not want to draw two of them.

Because they are all true geniuses, each has pride, and they only want to defeat a strong enemy, rather than relying on luck to draw a weaker opponent to win.

Soon, the draw was completed and the results were made public on the spot.

The two True Martial Realm monks were drawn Duan Muyu and Xue Chengwu respectively.

The two of them sighed at the same time, but they didn't feel depressed and still wanted to fight a good battle.

The other two groups are Si Kongyuan against Hong Yang and Lu Pingan against Cao Xin.

As soon as the speech of the officials who read the announcement ignited the expectations and passion of the audience, the audience shouted enthusiastically.

The first two groups don't seem to be too suspenseful, but they are not unattractive. The cultivators of the 9th Zhenwu layer, fighting against the strong Yuanwu, will definitely use their best efforts and go all out, maybe it will be extremely intense.

The latter two are naturally the most exciting and exciting duel.

Hong Yang represents the Divine Artifact Sect, which is known as the strongest Sect in the country, and Si Kongyuan represents the strongest School of Practice in China.

These two powers are not pleasing to the eyes of each other. Many people have imagined that if the Divine Tool Sect can expand their power into Luotian City, can the National Education Institute maintain its current status? And what if the National Education Institute opens branches in major cities?

Unless the royal family is subverted, this hypothesis will not come true, but today we can see some conclusions from the duel between the two.

Needless to say, the dispute between Lu Ping An and Cao Xin.

At least on the bright side, the hatred between the two is the deepest. Lu Ping's lip-fault that day, the main target of attack was Cao Xin.

The dignified son of Cao Xin, the hero in people's hearts, was scolded in the street by Lu Pingan. He was extremely embarrassed and embarrassed.

That shame, not to mention Cao Xin himself, even his supporters felt intolerable. After learning the result of the draw, they were all thinking about revenge and shame today!

According to regulations, these four groups of competitions will be conducted at the same time, and then rest until the evening, and then play the semi-finals.

When walking down from the high platform, Duan Muyu smiled bitterly and shook his voice: "You are very lucky."

This may sound weird to others. Shouldn't it be bad luck to win the most promising son of Cao Xin?

But Lu Pingan didn't think so. He naturally understood what Duan Muyu meant, and said with a smile: "It's okay. Anyway, it's all about fighting. It doesn't make any difference who goes first."

Duan Muyu said: "Then fight hard, I will wait for you in the next round."

Usually they don't say such things, because the previous competitions are all opponents who can easily win, and there is no need to use the words "play well" to encourage anyone.

But this time, the situation has finally changed. From a friend's point of view, Duan Muyu certainly supports Lu Ping An in his heart, but based on reality, the final outcome is still unpredictable.

Lu Pingan said: "Not in the next round, but in the final."

In their view, meeting in the final is the ideal situation.

Duan Muyu smiled and said, "Well, a word is a deal."

After that, the two separated and walked to their respective martial arts platforms.

...

Before Lu Pingan took the stage, there were extremely warm applause and cheers in the nearby auditorium.

Not for Lu Pingan, but because Cao Xin has taken the lead on the stage of fighting.

"His Royal Highness, come on!"

"Cao Xin Shizi, we will always support you!"

"Senior brother will definitely defeat that fanatic for our National Education Institute!"

"Hahaha... When you meet the first son of Cao Xin, Lu Pingan, you arrogant man, just wait for a disastrous defeat!"

No one will cheer for Lu Pingan, even if someone mentions his name, it is not a good thing.

Actually speaking, there are still a small number of people who support Lu Ping An in their hearts.

The reason was that they wanted to see that Lu Ping An defeated those noble and powerful children, and let everyone know that Cangwu Nation was not the only one capable of producing talents. The family sects in each city were also worthy of attention.

But in the face of the large number of Cao Xin supporters, those people dare not say anything and can only silently cheer for Lu Ping An in their hearts.

Amidst the raging sound, Lu Ping'an looked a little helpless, but he didn't care, his face was calm, and he stepped forward.

Standing on the opposite side, Cao Xin looked chic and calm on the surface, but his eyes were full of hatred and fierceness.

"Weiguo Palace, Cao Xin."

Cao Xin used to be a student of the National Academy of Education, and now he also has the title of "honorary teaching", but he is also a disciple of Jixia Academy, so it is difficult to say which side he belongs to, so he reported the name of his residence.

What makes many people feel desperate is that no matter which identity he cites, it is a prestigious force.

That's all about talent, and with such a strong background, it's really beyond reach.

"Wanqiu City, Lu Pingan."

In comparison, Lu Pingan’s origins are truly unremarkable. Wanqiu City is considered a big city in China, but that's all.

People's last important memory of Wanqiu City still came from Lu Qianqiu.

But now everyone knows that, although Lu Pingan and Lu Qianqiu are cousins, they are in the same situation and hostile to each other.

Sometimes people can't help but sigh, if the two of them have a better relationship and work together, Wanqiu City will surely rise strongly in the future, but unfortunately...

Before each competition, the referee will tirelessly reiterate the rules, and this time is no exception.

After that, the referee asked: "Do you all understand?"

Lu Pingan said: "Understood."

Cao Tongdao: "Understand is to understand, but I want to make a request, that is...I want to abolish him!"