Chapter 0280 – In the Miao Village, I am God! Beauty President’s Son-in-Law

Tang San of the Tang Sect, Huang Shang of the Huang Clan, and Fa Zhen of the Wuji Sword Sect, all of them were not looking at each other at the moment, as if they hadn’t heard Ling Tian’s words.

Even, oblivious to the gazes of the crowd.

The three of them, unlike Monk Yikong, were as hot as fire and couldn’t hold their ground.

Running up to the stage in a silly manner directly disqualifies you from the top three.

Now, Ling Tian was acting so strong again, a rare expert.

Each of them, though, had their own mastery.

But it’s that time of year, and it’s clear that whoever goes after has a big advantage.

Whatever the rest of you think, they’re not coming forward.????? .biqupai.

Tang Qian had long thought of this situation and couldn’t help but stand up and say.

“Since there are three seeded players left, no one has volunteered to step forward.”

“Well, then, let’s go by the draw!”

The crowd didn’t have any objections, which ever Ancient Martial Arts Conference, this was basically the case.

The seeded players, basically, are drawn by lot to determine the order in which they will play.

Luck, too, is part of strength.

Drawing the first one on can only be blamed on your bad luck.

Tang San, Huang Shang and Fa Zhen, in turn, drew lots and handed them over to Tang Qian.

Tang Qian opened the signature in front of them.

“Tang San, the second!”

“Huang Shang, the first!”

“Fa-jin, the third!”

As Tang Qian announced the order of appearance, there was an uproar and a lot of talk.

Although Fa Zhen was unperturbed by the ancient waves, he was already excited inside.

On the third one, that’s a win-win situation.

The chances of winning the title will be better than everyone else, even if they are second at worst.

This conference, steady!

Tang San frowned slightly, but he was relieved.

On the second one, he could at least be in the top three, the apocalypse slot, with one of him.