Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Chapter 551 Preliminary Round (1)

"The master of the Poison Sect is the best at using poison. If you encounter him, be careful."

Afraid that Gu Panxia would suffer a loss, Lu Yuan reminded him in a low voice.

Gu Panxia said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Don't worry, I have my own countermeasures."

Lu Yuan smiled slightly. Yes, Gu Panxia had a spiritual spring that could cure hundreds of poisons. His worries seemed a bit unnecessary.

 Gu Panxia couldn't help but pray in her heart, hoping that she could draw Du Tang's name in the first draw.

Of course, she also prayed that Du Tang would also receive her name.

 With more than 5,000 people, how many can get their names drawn at the same time?

Gu Panxia frowned slightly and muttered dissatisfied: "This competition system is also very troublesome. It's just that we draw each other. If we don't draw, won't we have to draw several times?"

Lu Yuan chuckled upon hearing this, "That's not true, it's just that the person whose name was drawn was the first to take the stage."

Gu Panxia raised his eyes and asked, "What about the remaining people?"

“Wait until the person who comes to power wins, then fight with another person.”

 Gu Panxia frowned, "Isn't this a little unfair?"

Lu Yuan smiled faintly, "What's unfair? The competition system is like this. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can report it to the city guard elders."

Gu Panxia raised his eyebrows, "What if that person loses?"

"It's better if you lose. The person whose name is drawn can play against another person. If that person also loses, he will advance directly."

The more Gu Panxia listened, the more headache she felt. In the end, she had no choice but to forget it and let nature take its course.

Soon, it was their turn to draw lots. Gu Panxia reached in and randomly drew a draw.

She opened it and saw that it was a strange name, not Dutang's. She curled her lips regretfully. The name Lu Yuan picked was also a strange name.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or not, but the person they drew also drew them at the same time.

Furthermore, what shocked Gu Panxia even more was that more than 5,000 people had all drawn each other, which made her couldn't help but wonder if there was something inside.

Lu Yuan also raised his eyebrows in surprise, "This year's lottery process seems a bit strange."

 Although the hit rate in previous years was high, it was not this high.

　　Gu Panxia raised his eyebrows, "From what you said, it doesn't seem to be like this in previous years?"

Lu Yuan shook his head, "In previous years, there were more than 5,000 contestants, but the ones who could be drawn this time were only between 2,000 and 3,000. This year, they were all drawn to each other. I don't know if someone deliberately arranged it, or it was really a coincidence."

Gu Panxia's eyes dimmed, her eyes lingered on the city guard elder for a moment, suspicion flashing in her eyes.

　　Seemingly aware of her gaze, the city guard elder raised a meaningful smile towards her.

Gu Panxia frowned and calmly looked back.

Lu Yuan followed her gaze and happened to catch the gaze of the city guard elder before he had time to look back.

He was slightly startled, then approached Gu Panxia and asked in a low voice: "Do you think this matter has something to do with the city guard elder?"

 Gu Panxia nodded, "I doubt it, but this is just my guess."

 Perhaps...she really thought too much, or maybe it was just a coincidence.

Soon, the game officially started. Gu Panxia was in the fifth game of the first arena, and Lu Yuan was in the seventh game of the third arena.

The two men stood under their respective arenas and waited.

 There were flashes of swords and shadows on the stage, and cheers came from the audience from time to time.

Gu Panxia scratched his ears lightly, his eyes moving among the crowd.

Not far away, she saw Tianyao leading a disciple of the Chaoyang Sect, looking towards her.

When Tianlin saw her, he raised his fist towards her and motioned for her to come on.

 (End of this chapter)