Chapter 1524 - 1501: Bizarre Serial Numbers!
Cao Mengde’s expression, Ye Huan saw it all, but he didn’t care in the slightest.
If the Cao Family really wants to die and insists on seeking death, he doesn’t mind personally giving them a hand.
He doesn’t mind personally sending the Cao Family to Hell!
Little did he know, someone was already gloating.
"Junlin, did you see that? Those families in the Cao Family, they all have the intent to kill Ye Huan, that useless guy. Later when you beat him up, the other families will definitely swarm in and beat this scourge to death!" Sword of Impermanence laughed sinisterly.
Jian Junlin had the same expression, full of a sinister grin: "Great! The guy who nearly ruined my Jian Family’s fortune is finally getting his comeuppance, haha!"
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The team consisting of a hundred ancient martial arts families was very large, with a huge number of people. In addition, there were the spectating teams sent by those ancient martial arts forces from the Seven Ring Region...
The entire arena could accommodate at least five hundred thousand people!
It looked like a sea of people, extremely crowded!
Every seat was occupied, not a single empty seat!
Not a seat was vacant!
At this point, the admission process was finally over!
Under the indication of the senior officials of the Ling Family responsible for the Grand Competition of a Hundred Families, the super first-tier family hosting this competition, the Patriarch of the Tian Family, Tian Boyan officially stepped onto the red stage at the center of the arena to deliver the opening speech!
"Hello everyone, I am Tian Boyan, the Patriarch of the Tian Family!"
"Today, on behalf of the Tian Family and the Ling Family, I express the warmest welcome to everyone present and extend my sincerest respect to you all!"
"At this grand moment, at this moment which only occurs once in fifty years, I, Tian Boyan, am extremely excited, and my Tian Family is extremely excited!"
"Obtaining the hosting rights of the Grand Competition of a Hundred Families is not easy, which makes my Tian Family feel immensely honored!"
"I welcome you all here once again!"
Tian Boyan was wearing an elegant long silk robe of snow-white color, standing tall at the center of the stage. His aged body was exceptionally upright, with crane-like silver hair and a long white beard.
At this moment, holding a microphone, he smiled and addressed everyone present, appearing celestial and dignified!
As the last note of "here" fell, a roaring applause erupted from the entire audience!
Almost everyone contributed to the applause!
The applause echoed above the nine heavens, sounding very noisy and clamorous.
"Alright, everyone, please calm down!" Tian Boyan slightly smiled, and as soon as his somewhat authoritative voice was heard, the applause ceased.
The thunderous applause above the nine heavens was instantly silent and disappeared.
Ye Huan, in the Ling Family’s resting area, squinted his eyes slightly, he could feel the formidable strength of this Tian Boyan.
He estimated that compared to Ling Zhenhai, he wouldn’t be far off.
Truly worthy of being the helmsman of a super first-tier family.
His strength indeed matches his status.
"Old man won’t say much nonsense, now, I will announce the rules and procedures of this Grand Competition of a Hundred Families!"
"This Grand Competition will be completed within three days!"
"On the first day, there will be an opening ceremony and individual battles, during which the competition judges will score each family based on the overall win-loss record of their subordinates in the individual matches!"
"On the second day, the finals of the individual battles and family team battles will be held! The competition judges will carefully observe the collaborative fighting abilities among the young participants of the hundred families for scoring!"
"On the third day, the Grand Competition of a Hundred Families will officially conclude with an award ceremony and closing ceremony, during which the latest ranking of a hundred families will be announced!"
Tian Boyan briefly introduced the process of the Grand Competition of a Hundred Families, and then his tone changed: "Now, I announce the official start of the individual battles! The organizers will immediately start drawing lots! I believe everyone received their own number plate when entering, for each round of the competition, the organizers will draw one person from each family to take the stage, the draw results will be announced on the big screen by number, please pay attention at that time!"
With that, Tian Boyan left the main stage.
The senior elders of the Tian Family displayed their terrifying strength, transporting four massive screens over twenty meters high and forty meters wide into the arena with bare hands, placing them on the main stage!
The four screens were pieced together, allowing the 360-degree circular viewing area and the resting area of each family to clearly see the content on the screens.
The screens were divided into red and blue areas by a central line.
At this time, there were fifty spinning little ball icons in both the red and blue areas!
Apparently, this was the organizer drawing lots!
After a little while, those small balls stopped.
The matchup information for the first round was out!
The one hundred small balls that were previously question marks on the front now displayed letter + number combinations on the front, which naturally were the serial numbers of the participants.
They were arranged from top to bottom on both sides of the red and blue areas, in addition to the numbers on the front, there were also numbers 1-50 marked from top to bottom beside the ball models.
This represented the platform number, the Tian Family not only built a massive arena for this Grand Competition, but also prepared as many as fifty stages, one can imagine how much the Tian Family invested in this!
Ye Huan took a number plate out of his pocket, glanced at it, and there were five large bold black numbers carved on it: YH666.
YH666???
Doesn’t this look like Ye Huan 666?!
This is too much of a coincidence.
And why does it feel so auspicious?
But this wasn’t the key, Ye Huan re-raised his head, scanned the balls on the screen, and found that the sequence number YH666 wasn’t there on the screen, knowing that he had a bye in this round.
"Ye Huan, you have a bye too?" Ling Fufu leaned over to take a look, and after seeing Ye Huan’s number plate, she immediately widened her eyes: "Ye Huan, you’re too narcissistic! Who praises themselves as 666!"
Ling Fufu had this expression at the moment: (￣口￣)!!
Ye Huan was exasperated, "This was given by the organizers, not decided by me, what does it have to do with whether I’m narcissistic or not?!"
Then he saw Ling Fufu’s number plate, and his topic suddenly shifted: "No, what the heck, isn’t your number a bit strange, are you self-deprecating?"
Ling Fufu’s number plate boldly displayed five numbers: 54250!
Read out loud it was: I am an idiot!
Ling Fufu, embarrassed and enraged, hit Ye Huan’s shoulder hard: "What does this have to do with me, it’s the damned organizers messing around! I’ll definitely go demand an explanation from Tian Boyan later (｀･д･′)!"
"No worries, there are contestant numbers that are even more absurd than yours." Ye Huan said, pointing to a number on the left side of the screen.
Ling Fufu looked carefully and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, bending forward and backward with laughter: "SB945? Doesn’t that mean ’I’m an idiot’? Which genius managed to draw this number plate!"
This number inexplicably hit her humor spot, and she laughed till she couldn’t catch her breath, repeatedly patting Ye Huan’s back to calm herself down.
Ye Huan was full of black lines, thinking how Ling Fufu, such a beautiful girl, could be so unconcerned about her image?
Logically speaking, a beautiful girl like her should be smirking in a reserved manner or giggling like a lady, right!
But upon careful thought, Ye Huan realized that such a hearty way of laughing suited Ling Fufu’s personality more...
As Ling Fufu continued to laugh, Ling Zhiyuan from the Ling Family’s resting area stood up with a sorrowful expression and headed towards Stage 7!
And the stage for contestant SB945 was indeed Stage 7!
Adding Ling Zhiyuan’s sorrowful expression, there was no need to think about who the idiot was!