nashuaworldcup Chapter 278 Lucky Lot
Chapter 278 Lucky Lot
As the day of the Wolf King Competition draws closer, the entire wolf territory is shrouded in a tense and heated atmosphere.
Finally, the day of the opening of the martial arts competition arrived. The wolves from the five major tribes of the wolf clan gathered in the wide martial arts arena, surrounded by spectators sent by various forces. The place was bustling with noise, and the clamor seemed to break through the sky.
Tietou stood beside Chen Xian and Fenglang, looking solemn and familiar, and began to introduce the contestants to them. "Look, Baimao is someone you have seen before. He is from the Wolf King Tribe of Langya Mountain and is a legendary mid-level warrior. His ultimate move, Cold Wind Splitting Sky Break, is just as powerful as its name. It can tear the sky apart in an instant. The attack is so swift that people don't have time to react. He is a very terrifying existence on the battlefield." Tietou said while waving his arms to gesture, trying to let them feel the power of the ultimate move more intuitively.
"Du Ya is also from the Wolf King tribe, and his strength is also at the intermediate legendary level. His Solitary Fang Mountain Crushing Attack has a terrifying power that is enough to shatter mountains. If hit head-on, even the hardest boulder will be crushed into powder." There was a hint of awe in Tietou's tone.
As Mad Wolf listened, his eyes burned with a burning desire to fight, and he unconsciously clenched his fists, as if he couldn't wait to compete with these strong men in the ring.
"Yeying, from the southern part of Langya Mountain, is also a legendary intermediate master. His special move, the Dark Night Shadow Attack, is elusive and silent, making it hard to defend against. He often delivers a fatal blow to the enemy when the enemy is unaware." Tietou continued to introduce.
"Ji Feng, a legendary intermediate werewolf in the western part of Langya Mountain, is a master of his Ten Thousand Wolves Galloping. Once activated, he can create countless afterimages to launch attacks. Once you are locked on, there is no way to avoid it and you can only take it head on." Tietou's voice was deep and powerful, revealing his understanding of these strong men.
"There is also the Red Blade of the Prairie Wolf Tribe. Although he is only at the beginner level of Legendary, he is the only werewolf who has mastered both fire and wind elements. His strength is no weaker than that of an intermediate Legendary. His special move, Red Flame Blade Wind Slash, combines the characteristics of wind and fire, making him very difficult to deal with."
When mentioning the last Snow Mountain Wolf Tribe, Tietou's expression became particularly serious and his voice lowered a few degrees. "Shuangling, it is said that she is a legendary high-level strongman. Her relevant information is extremely mysterious. It took me a lot of effort to find out a little bit. It is surprising to say that she is a female werewolf. Among the top strongmen of the wolf tribe, women are rare. Her strength is unfathomable. So far, no one has seen her use her full strength, and no one knows her special moves." Tietou said, looking at Mad Wolf worriedly, "Mad Wolf, she is a great threat to you, you must be careful."
Both Crazy Wolf and Chen Xian showed surprised expressions. They didn't expect that there would be a female werewolf participating in the election for Wolf King.
Chen Xian thought to himself, this Frost Spirit is so mysterious, its strength must be far beyond that of ordinary people, and the challenge from Mad Wolf this time should not be underestimated.
Chen Xian scanned the crowd and found that in addition to the wolf tribe, there were many other orcs who came to watch the battle. Among them, the figure of Teddy, the eldest prince of the lion tribe, was particularly conspicuous. Chen Xian remembered that he had fought with Teddy once, and a complex emotion rose in his heart. "I didn't expect Teddy to come too." Chen Xian said softly.
Tietou followed Chen Xian's gaze and nodded: "The Lion Tribe is also a powerful force in the orc world. They will naturally not miss such excitement."
There are also beastmen with deer heads and human bodies, and beastmen with pig heads and human bodies...
Chen Xian's eyes continued to wander, and suddenly, an orc with a bull's head and a human's body caught his attention. "Iron Head, is that a bull-headed man?" Chen Xian pointed at the orc and asked.
Tietou took a look and confirmed: "Yes, he is the minotaur named Steel Hoof. He is also a well-known figure in the minotaur tribe."
Chen Xian was secretly excited. He knew that the Minotaur was also the inheritor of the Mystic Key of the Beast God. There were five races that had not yet obtained the Mystic Key of the Beast God. He had already contacted the trolls and the lions, and had a certain plan to obtain the Mystic Key of the Beast God. Now that he had met the Minotaur, he felt that he was one step closer to the treasure of the Beast God. "I have to find a chance to get to know him." Chen Xian whispered to himself.
At this time, the great elder of the Wolf King tribe slowly walked up to the platform. He was tall, with white hair but vigorous, his eyes were as deep as a cold pond, and his every move exuded a powerful aura, as if the air around him was trembling slightly because of his presence.
"Everyone, today, we gather here to hold this significant Wolf King Tournament. The tournament is decided by force of force. The largest tribe has three places, and the other four tribes have one place each, for a total of seven participants. The rules of the competition are as follows: opponents are determined by drawing lots. There will be a lucky lot in the first draw, and those who draw the lucky lot will advance directly to the next round. The first game will decide three winners, and the second game will be decided by the four people drawing lots again to determine two winners. The third game will be the final showdown. Each game will be three days apart to give everyone enough time to recover and prepare." The great elder's voice was powerful and resounded throughout the arena like a huge bell.
As soon as this was said, the audience immediately started to discuss. "Isn't it too frivolous to set up a lucky draw for the Wolf King competition?" "That's right, it's unfair to the players who have prepared seriously." Someone else shouted, "Orcs shouldn't participate, so there's no need for a lucky draw!"
The elder's face darkened, and he coughed lightly. A strong pressure instantly filled the whole place. Everyone felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them. It became difficult to breathe, and they instantly quieted down. Then, the elder raised his hand and waved it. A strong energy wave spread out, and a huge arena defense barrier was formed instantly. This barrier emitted a mysterious blue light, covering the entire arena. The runes on the barrier flashed, and it was indestructible at first glance. Chen Xian and most of the people watching the game saw that the elder's strength had at least reached the Saint Realm, and they couldn't help but be greatly shocked.
Next, the drawing of lots began. The elder held seven specially made bamboo sticks, each with a unique symbol engraved on it. He placed the sticks in an antique box and shook them gently. "Now, all contestants, please come up to the stage and draw lots," said the elder.
White Hair, Duya, Night Shadow, Gale, Frost Spirit, Red Blade and Mad Wolf walked onto the stage one by one. Their eyes were full of tension and anticipation, and everyone hoped to draw a relatively favorable opponent.
Mad Wolf took a deep breath and reached out to pull out a bamboo stick from the box. When he opened the bamboo stick and saw the symbol on it, he was pleasantly surprised - he had drawn the lucky number.
"How is this possible!" "Did he cheat?" Questions immediately arose from the audience.
The elder's face turned cold, and his eyes swept across the crowd of people who were questioning the competition. He raised his hand and grabbed the werewolf who was shouting the loudest. An invisible force pulled him into the air. The elder's hand tightened, and the werewolf vomited blood and struggled in pain. "Dare to question the fairness of the competition, this is the end!" The elder said coldly, "My wolf tribe has only temporarily lost its wolf king, but it has not lost its blood."
"Everyone, please watch the game carefully and witness the birth of a new generation of wolf king."
Upon seeing this, the people in the audience were so frightened that they shut up and dared not utter a single question anymore.
Mad Wolf held the lucky lottery ticket, feeling both excited and a little nervous. He looked at Chen Xian and Tietou, and Chen Xian smiled and nodded, his eyes full of encouragement. "This is the chance that fate has given you, Mad Wolf, take it well." Chen Xian said.
Although Tietou was a little surprised, he was still happy for Mad Wolf. "Mad Wolf, this is the luck you deserve. You must go all out in the next game." Tietou patted Mad Wolf on the shoulder and said.
Mad Wolf nodded vigorously and put away the lucky lottery carefully.
He looked at the Great Elder with gratitude, but after the Great Elder showed his power, he just stood there with his eyes closed and didn't look at the Mad Wolf at all.
The final draw results are:
White Hair vs. Single Fang, Gale vs. Frost Spirit, Night Shadow vs. Red Blade, and Mad Wolf's lucky draw allows him to advance directly to the next round.