C18 Good Luck Is Different(1)

Chiang Yuan finished drawing the lot and went to the rest area of the Elemental Gathering Group. He looked around but did not see Lee Zhuohua, so he could not help but be puzzled.

Just then, Duanqiancheng walked towards him, "Chiang Yuan, what number are you?"

Duanqian Cheng did not hide anything and directly asked.

Chiang Yuan looked at Duanqiancheng with a slightly cold expression. He knew that this person was arrogant by nature, because the people of Yan Lai City had always compared the two of them, so this Duanqiancheng always wanted to compete with him.

Chiang Yuan said expressionlessly: "What, you can't wait to be eliminated?"

"Hehe, it's still not certain who will be eliminated." Duanqian Cheng retorted.

The two of them were at loggerheads as soon as they met, as if they were fire and water.

Unfortunately, Chiang Yuan drew number three, while Duanqiancheng drew number eight. The two of them had different numbers, so they were not opponents that they would have to face in the first round.

Duanqian Cheng grinned. He looked away from Chiang Yuan and started looking around for Lee Zhuohua.

"Where's your friend? He's not with you? Is he hiding...?" Duanqian Cheng looked around but couldn't find Lee Zhuohua, so he asked. He was halfway through his sentence when his gaze fell on Lee Zhuohua, who was in the rest area of the Body Tempering Group. His expression couldn't help but become stunned, "He's hiding in the Body Tempering Group? ? "

"Hmm?" Chiang Yuan couldn't help but feel strange when he heard what Duanqiancheng said. He didn't know what the other party meant, so he followed his gaze.

Lee Zhuohua was standing straight in the rest area of the Body Tempering Group. From the looks of it, he was still as calm as ever. He did not notice that there were two people looking at him.

"Pfft!" Pfft! Hahahaha! Your friend actually hid in the Body Tempering Group. Hahahaha, he really is a pustule. Duan Qianqian could not help but burst into laughter.

..."" Three black lines appeared on Chiang Yuan's forehead.

He never would have thought that Lee Zhuohua would actually come to the Body Tempering Group. He thought that he would meet him in the next arena battle, but in the end, this great god went to the Body Tempering Group without saying a word. It really made him speechless.

With great difficulty, Duanqian Cheng managed to suppress his laughter. He coughed lightly and continued to speak to Chiang Yuan: "This friend of yours is really interesting. He actually hid in the Body Tempering Group. Is he trying to hide from me?"

"I can't figure out who he is, but you better not look down on him. Otherwise, you won't be able to keep your face if you end up getting caught in a ditch." Chiang Yuan said with his eyes lowered.

Duan Qiancheng did not mind and immediately waved his hand: "He's just a lucky nobody, I don't even put him in my eyes yet, and you're my opponent. I hope you won't disappoint me in the arena."

After saying that, he walked past Chiang Yuan, not taking Chiang Yuan's words to heart.

Chiang Yuan shook his head and thought to himself, "You and I should be glad that he went to the Body Tempering Group."

On the other hand, Lee Zhuohua also met an acquaintance in the Body Tempering Group.

Chiang Wenn still remembered what happened in the back hall of the Chiang Family that day. He could not forget it. That day, he didn't even see Lee Zhuohua make a move before his family's back hall collapsed with a loud bang.

He had been on tenterhooks for the past few days because he was afraid that Lee Zhuohua would come and take revenge on him, but he did not expect that Lee Zhuohua would actually come and sit beside him just now.

Chiang Wenn sat anxiously beside Lee Zhuohua, holding his number plate tightly in his hand, praying in his heart that he would not meet Lee Zhuohua.

"I say, why are you in such a panic? Am I that scary?" Lee Zhuohua looked at Chiang Wenn who was standing beside him and felt that it was funny.

"I... I-I'm not panicking." Chiang Wenn forced out a smile that was uglier than crying and said with difficulty.

"Don't be afraid. As long as you don't provoke me, I won't find trouble with you." Lee Zhuohua was really amused by him and comforted him like this.

"Alright...Alright." Chiang Wenn was still very nervous.

Lee Zhuohua shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he looked at the arena.

"What should I do next? Defeat in one strike? Or a difficult victory?" Lee Zhuohua looked at the arena in a daze, secretly thinking about how to compete with others later.

If the people beside him knew what Lee Zhuohua was thinking right now, they would probably explode with anger. The others were nervously preparing for how to face their opponent in a while, but Lee Zhuohua was thinking about which way to win.

"Got it, let's do it then." Lee Zhuohua's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of some evil idea that could mock people, and from time to time, he would reveal an extremely sinister smile.

At this time, the second round of the selection officially began.

The middle-aged referee walked onto the arena once again. Under the gaze of the crowd, he drew a number plate from the draw box.

"Number 9, the contestant who drew the number 9 just now has come up to the arena." The middle-aged judge said loudly as he showed the number plate to everyone.

"Hmm? Hmm? I'm actually the first." Lee Zhuohua heard the middle-aged judge call the ninth and looked at the serial number in his hand. He was a little surprised, he did not expect that he would be sent up the stage so quickly. He originally wanted to watch the other people's competition.

"I wonder who was so lucky to draw me." Lee Zhuohua guessed as he stepped onto the arena.

At this moment, a man with a gloomy face walked onto the stage. As soon as he went up to the stage, he glared venomously at Lee Zhuohua. It was Suen Hee, who had mocked Lee Zhuohua in front of the Evaluation Stele but was slapped in his face.

"Hey! It's actually him. As expected, good luck is different." Lee Zhuohua said from the bottom of his heart after seeing who it was.

After Suen Hee went on stage, he gritted his teeth and looked at Lee Zhuohua. When he thought about the way the crowd in front of the Evaluation Stele was pointing at him, his eyes gradually became resentful.