The Abandoned Daughter of the Miraculous Doctor: Killing the Demon Emperor with a Kiss

In the afternoon, the second round of drawing lots began to determine the order of appearance in the second round.

The number of remaining disciples from the first round was reduced from 6,000 to 2,800.

From 6,000 people to 2,800 people!

This number is extremely impressive.

If it wasn't for the people from the Divine Formula Palace and the Blood Alliance doing it on purpose, there wouldn't have been such a tragic experience. There weren't many disciples left to begin with, with the Medicine Sect and the Martial Sect having only 800 people in total, the Demon Sound Sect and the four ancient families having only 1,400 people, and the number of people from the Divine Formula Palace and the Medicine Sect also reduced to half, a total of 1,000 people.

There are now a total of 3,200 people participating in the second round of competition.

In other words, these 3,200 people drew lots and the competition began the next day.

This is the truly dangerous game, everything before that was really nothing.

Lan Qingyu stood beside Mo Yao, looked at all the disciples with cold faces, and led out their order of appearance.

Each number in the lottery has two numbers. Those who draw the same number will automatically go on the competition stage to compete with the other party.

Lan Qingyu was a little worried. Her brother was indeed quite capable, but he was not a very powerful person after all.

At least compared to the people in the Divine Formula Palace, this is completely incomparable.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone received their own number for the game.

After seeing all the disciples take away their numbers for the competition, the Medicine Sect leader sighed and said loudly, "Today is the first round of competition. The numbers you just drew will be the order in which you will compete tomorrow. There will be eighty competitions taking place in the arena at the same time tomorrow, divided into morning and afternoon, two games a day!"

Lan Qingyu's black eyes flashed. If eighty arenas were used for competition at the same time, with two rounds a day, these 3,200 people would be able to finish the competition in just five days.

Of course, this is when nothing goes wrong. If something goes wrong, it may be delayed for a day or two.

The Medicine Sect leader was silent for a while, then he said in a calm voice, "Everyone has worked hard today. Go back and rest for a night. We will have the two-on-two finals the next day!"

After the Medicine Sect leader finished speaking, he immediately asked someone to send them back to their accommodation.

Before leaving, Dong Yuhai of the Divine Art Palace looked up at the sky and said, "God's will is reborn. Tomorrow we will see who is better. I hope you will not let this Palace Master down!"

Lan Zhenxiao sneered, "Of course, as long as the people from the Divine Art Palace and the Blood Alliance don't play tricks, we won't lose to you so easily!"

Dong Yuhai sneered, "Well, let's wait and see!"

Then everyone left the giant square and these deadly arenas.

Before leaving, Lan Zhenxiao came to Lan Qingyu and said worriedly, "Qingyu, you guys have to be careful too. The Divine Art Palace won't let you go easily, especially in the third match. According to the Divine Art Palace's style of doing things, they might let you go!"

Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao looked at each other, and then Lan Qingyu said, "Grandpa, don't worry. We must go to this battlefield of gods and demons. What they are doing just pleases us. But you, Grandpa, should also be careful."

Lan Zhenxiao patted Lan Qingyu on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Our four ancient families have long been at odds with the Godly Palace and the Blood Alliance, so it was only a matter of time before we fell out. Now it's just ahead of schedule, and this is all within our expectations."