Don’t Show the Son

After all, Xiaobi is not a matter of one country in Daxia. At the same time, there are more than a dozen surrounding countries involved.

In this case, fairness is particularly important.

If the imperial court sets a precedent for Princess Daxia, it will surely fall into the tongues of other countries.

For those small countries, it is okay to say no to the country's face, but Great Xia is a kingdom of heaven, one of the five strongest countries on the mainland, and it has always regarded face as extremely important.

There was no way to put the lottery that had been drawn back, so Lin Xiu could only ask the official, Help us find out who the lottery No. 9 is, is it okay?

The official said: Wait a moment, the next official will go to investigate now.

Although the Department of Different Arts has no such obligation, he still knows the identities of Lin Xiu, the son of Marquis Ping'an, and Princess Minghe. After entering the yamen room and checking the roster, he quickly walked out and said, Princess Hui, the ninth lottery is Zhang The fifth son of the family, Zhang Xin, he is a person with the ability of water magic, and he has just entered the ranks of the earth not long ago...

Lin Xiu didn't know how to describe Minghe's luck.

Not to mention the lottery that won the ground level, the opponent's ability still restrained her.

The ability is restrained, and the strength is stronger than her. There is no suspense in this competition.

At this time, Lin Xiu couldn't even say words of comfort.

Princess Minghe was also speechless.

At this moment, Lin Xiu looked at the wooden stick in Princess Minghe's hand, and then at his own, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

Since the drawn lottery cannot be put back, it will not be put back.

He snatched the wooden stick from Princess Minghe's hand, then stuffed his own wooden stick to her, and said, You've agreed to draw for me, and I'll help you. Have you forgotten?

Princess Minghe looked at him blankly.

When did they ever say that?

The official of the Department of Abnormal Arts was also dumbfounded, and hurriedly said: Young master Lin, this, this is probably not allowed...

Lin Xiu asked: Why not? Just now I saw someone drawing for you. Can't we help each other draw?

The officials of the Magic Academy were stunned for a moment, the Department of Magic really didn't have a rule that doesn't allow helpers to smoke.

The rule of drawing lots is that once a lot is drawn, it cannot be put back.

The lottery is drawn on the spot, and after the lottery number is recorded, it cannot be changed.

It hasn't been recorded yet, so it's not a broken rule, but this kind of thing rarely happens. After all, who would choose a strong opponent instead of a weak opponent? Isn't this giving up the chance of promotion to others? ?

You know, if you lose one of the first two games of the small competition, you will be eliminated directly and lose the qualification for the big competition.

But as long as he is willing, there is no need for the Department of Magic.

The official from the Department of Abnormal Arts looked at Lin Xiu, wondering: Mr. Lin, in principle, this is not allowed...

Lin Xiu is also in the officialdom. He knows some terms in the officialdom. In principle, it’s not allowed, but it’s possible. In principle, it’s okay, but it’s not allowed. , Now that I have drawn a good lottery, but I regret it and refuse to change it, isn't this a breach of faith? As a man, I, Lin Xiu, pay attention to the word trust. Please don't embarrass me, my lord...

The official went down the steps, and said with a smile, If that's the case, then the official will record it like this...

Lin Xiu waved her hand and said, Remember it...

The official of the Magic Department wrote down the numbers of the two people, Lin Xiu was number nine, and Princess Minghe was one hundred and nine.

After walking out of the Department of Different Arts, Princess Minghe said to Lin Xiu, Thank you.

Lin Xiudao: Why are you being polite with me? Fortunately, I broke through late, otherwise I wouldn't be able to help you if I wanted to...

When he signed up, Lin Xiu was still Xuanjie. When he broke through, the registration had already ended.

And once the registration is over, all the players are registered and compiled, and they cannot be changed. After all, there are very few people like him who grind their guns before the battle, and this situation has almost never happened before.

Whether it is a big competition or a small competition, they must abide by a set of strict procedures. If they can be changed at will, a huge chain of interests will be derived from it, and the rules will be useless.

Lin Xiu and Princess Minghe exchanged tickets on the spot, just taking advantage of the loopholes within the rules.

The two parted at the gate of the Department of Altered Arts, and Princess Minghe looked at Lin Xiu's leaving back, feeling a little strange in her heart.

She saw Lin Xiu's kindness to Zhao Lingyin before, and she didn't think it was a big deal, but when he was so kind to her, she realized how happy Zhao Lingyin was.

Her mother passed away when she was very young, and brother Wang also went to the fief afterward, and her father spent very little time with the girls in the harem every day, and she hadn't experienced anyone's good feelings towards her for a long time .

As soon as Lin Xiu returned to the new house, Zhao Lingyin couldn't wait to ask: Did you draw lots?

Lin Xiu nodded and said, Smoked.

Zhao Lingyin hurriedly asked: How many numbers have you drawn?

Lin Xiudao: Number seven.

Zhao Lingyin widened her eyes and asked, What did you say?

The No. 7 lottery was arranged for her by the Magic Department. Could it be that Lin Xiu was going to face her in the first match?

Seeing her frightened look, Lin Xiu smiled and said, I'm lying to you, the number I drew was number nine.

Zhao Lingyin glared at him, twisted his waist, and said: You are really unlucky, you still got the ground rank, who is No. 9, it seems to be Zhang Xin...

When she mentioned the name, a look of joy appeared on her face, and she said: Zhang Xin's ability is water, you are sure to win, even if you don't break through, he is not your opponent...

Ice is absolutely oppressive to Sheung Shui.

Even if it is a mysterious level or a ground level, it is unknown who will win and who will win. What's more, Lin Xiu is a dual practitioner of different arts and martial arts. A month ago, Zhang Xin was not his opponent. Now he is also at the ground level. The letter is at the upper level of the earth, otherwise, there is no suspense in this battle.

Let's say Lin Xiu is lucky, he got the ground rank.

Say he is unlucky, his opponent is Zhang Xin again.

However, no matter what, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. What she was most worried about was that Lin Xiu was so unlucky that she got her sister or her in the first round of draws. Fortunately, this kind of thing didn't happen.

The day after the lottery was drawn was the day when the competition started.

Early in the morning, Lin Xiu came to the new house from the wedding residence, and went to the school field for the competition with Lingyin Qin Wan and Qianye Lin.

Zhao Lingjun didn't come with them because she didn't have to play today.

Originally, she was supposed to be the first to play, but yesterday when the lottery was drawn in the Department of Different Arts, the lucky one who got the first lottery announced her abstention on the spot.

For him, this is not the first match of Xiaobi, but the last final of Dabi.

Abstention is already the most dignified way of elimination.

Xiao Bi's school is in the west city of Wangdu.

Because the small competitions every three years are held in Daxia, and the big competitions will be held every fifteen years, so as early as decades ago, a school field for competitions was built in the city. It can be used again after being refurbished and repaired.

At other times, it is used as a market.

There will be 400 competitions in the first round, which will be held in ten venues at the same time. When the lottery is drawn, the number of draws drawn is within forty, which is the first school venue, which is also the most watched school venue in the later period.

Those earth-level geniuses will always be in this school.

However, in the first two rounds of competition, there was not much to watch in the first school field. The difference in strength was too great, and the battle would end in a very short time.

When Lin Xiu and the others came here, the school grounds were already crowded with people.

Young geniuses from various countries around Daxia, according to the number of lots drawn, gathered next to the school field where they were going to play.

Around the school field, there is a circle of stands. At the front of the stand, there will be experts from the Department of Different Arts, the Academy of Different Arts, and the Martial Arts Academy. As referees, they are also responsible for the safety of the competition.

Lin Xiu and others walked to the first school field area, Xue Ning'er stood up from the stands, waved to them, and said, Here...

Lin Xiu, Lingyin and the others walked over and found that Xue Ning'er was surrounded by a graceful and luxurious woman and two beautiful young girls.

The imperial concubine actually came with Shuangshuang and Linglong.

Lin Xiu and others also came to sit in the stands. At this time, there was still a while before the start of the competition, and people came over one after another and sat in the stands.

There are obvious differences in the expressions of these people.

Some people are calm and confident, while others are frowning and worried. You can tell their identities from their expressions.

Those who are calm and calm are obviously the seeds of the ground level. For them, there is no challenge in the first few rounds. destiny.

After a while, Li Baizhang also came here. When he saw Lin Xiu, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked: No way, did you get the No. 1 school field...

Lin Xiu nodded and said, No way, bad luck.

Li Baizhang's expression changed, and he was really worried about him. It would be fine if he drew a number after 20, but if he drew before 20, he would definitely meet a strong man of the earth rank.

He looked at Lin Xiu and asked, What number did you draw?

Lin Xiudao: No. 9.

Li Baizhang thought for a while, heaved a sigh of relief, and said: It's okay, it's okay, Zhang Xin is on the 9th, you may not be able to win against him, but your luck is too bad, you just drew more than 400 lots On the ninth...

Now I have to ask Princess Minghe why her luck is always so bad.

Lin Xiu asked Li Baizhang, What's your number?

Li Baizhang said: Fifteen.

The Department of Abnormal Arts did not sort the lottery numbers of these earth-level players completely according to their strength. Zhao Lingjun and Qianye Lin were originally in the top ten of the Tianjiao list. randomness.

If the Department of Different Arts can accurately rank them according to their strength, then there is no need to compete again.

On the school field, many geniuses from small countries had excited and apprehensive expressions on their faces. This was the first time for them to leave the country and compete with geniuses from various countries on the same stage. The complicated feelings in their hearts were hard to describe.

Lin Xiu's gaze also scanned the field back and forth, full of anticipation for the next competition in her heart.

This is both the school ground and his hunting ground.

I don't know what kind of abilities these geniuses possess...