Tong Ming swept around the crowd, satisfied with their reaction.

He curled his lips and said quietly, "Here, I want to tell you bad news."

For a while, everyone cast doubtful glances.

"For some reason, the number of people who can enter the Flame Furnace will be reduced by half."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"Only half? Isn't it only fifteen people?"

"No!" Tong Ming shook his head and said lightly: "If you add a mentor, then there are still thirty people. However, the number of mentors is not included in this quota."

The minds of everyone are heavy. If it were the original 30 places, they would have a great chance of entering the secret realm, but now it is directly reduced by half, I am afraid the competition will be more intense than imagined.

"Associate Dean, why do you want to reduce it?" A moderately capable student said with a grumbling expression: "What should we do if we don't have enough strength?"

Tong Ming squinted at the student and said lightly: "I can only say, everyone do your best."

After speaking, he handed the scene to Ji Wuya.

"Everyone, I can understand your feelings, but this is also a kind of chance." Ji Wuya cleared his throat and said loudly: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's start the draw now!"

"The same brand is in a group. Through the elimination mechanism, the remaining 15 students will eventually get the quota and can enter the Flame Furnace with their own instructors."

"Teacher Xiaoman, how can this be good?" Yan Qi frowned, and said worriedly: "Thirty places will become fifteen places. Our chances are reduced by half."

With a lollipop in his mouth, Luo Xiaoman said indifferently: "Why do you think so much? It's all done."

Yan Qi flattened his mouth with a depressed face. You are relaxed, you don't need to go up to the competition. If you are unlucky, it is estimated that it will be difficult to get promoted if you encounter those powerful seniors.

"Xiao Qiqi, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Wu." Luo Xiaoman gave a pop, took out the lollipop, and smiled lightly: "You guys have to work hard, you won, and I will give you lollipops later."

"Hmph, I'm not interested in sweets." Zhi Wu rolled her eyes and said indifferently.

"Teacher Xiaoman, don't worry, I will definitely get a place." Chen Muyu smiled gently and said firmly, "By the way, why don't you see Master Luo today?"

She looked at Elder Feng's side, and couldn't help but wonder if Luo Qingyi was missing.

"The eldest brother is the default person. You don't need to participate in this competition. Should you return to Luo's house now?" Luo Xiaoman frowned. With Luo Qingyi's character, he would definitely inform the second prince Luomushan about the situation immediately. , And make arrangements in advance.

"Xiaoman, I'm here." At this moment, Luo Qinghen trot over from Elder Lin, "Have you all drawn lots?"

"Not yet, we'll be almost drawn later, and it's not too late for us to go." Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and said in confusion, "Second brother, you have already drawn? Who is your opponent?"

"I don't know." Luo Qinghen curled his lips and said depressedly: "I thought I could face Ye Xuan just now. It really made him lucky."

"However, my opponent seems to be the disciple of Deacon Beiming, named Yang Cheng."

Yang Cheng?

Luo Xiaoman blinked. The opponent seemed to be a third-tier cultivator in the pill formation stage, much better than Luo Qinghen's cultivation base, but she was not worried that Luo Qinghen would lose.

In Luo Qinghen's words, the strength is not enough, and the magic weapon is coming.