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After the Qilin Mountain Sect Leader Ning Qingyun announced the tournament had begun, all the participating disciples lined up to draw lots.

The lot numbers range from 1 to 16, with two slots per number, making a total of thirty-two slots.

The two people who draw the same number will face off against one another. Numbers 1-8 are in the upper bracket, and numbers 9-16 are in the lower bracket.

Everyone queued up to draw lots in order.

Qin Tian stood behind Qiao Wenxuan, surrounded by a buzz of chatter.

”Wow, I hope I’m lucky today and don’t draw one of the Peerless Duo or the Five Qilin Geniuses. As long as I don’t draw them, I have a chance to make it to the second round.”

”Hehe, and there’s also Senior Brother Liu Yu. I’ve heard his abilities have significantly improved. I’m also praying not to draw them.”

”Hehe, praying not to draw them? You might as well pray to draw the Left Pulse pushovers. Drawing a disciple from the Left Pulse basically means a free pass through the first round.”

”That’s true. Seven people from the Left Pulse are here this time. Let’s see who the lucky one is. Hehe, I hope the heavens favor me. Even drawing the strongest from the Left Pulse, Qiao Wenxuan, would be better than those monsters from the Main Vein and Right Vein!”

When the surrounding people mentioned the Left Pulse, especially Qiao Wenxuan, Qin Tian noticed Qiao Wenxuan paused noticeably, appearing quite upset by these remarks.

Originally, Qin Tian didn’t intend to pay attention to these people. However, suddenly, a disciple behind him started to murmur, ”Hehe, this year, the Left Pulse pushovers have doubled compared to last time. Logically, the probability should be higher, right? As long as I draw a pushover from the Left Pulse, whether it’s the beautiful Qiao Wenxuan or that so-called formidable Qin Tian from the Left Pulse, I can handle it. Hehe, dealing with these people shouldn’t be a problem for me.”

Just as the person finished speaking, Qin Tian suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned back, and looked at him, saying, ”Brother, your words are very interesting. I hope you draw me. At that time, please give me your guidance.”

Seeing Qin Tian’s unfriendly gaze, the person froze for a moment and said, ”This senior brother, I am Qian Peng, a disciple of the Main Vein. May I know your name?”

”Qian Peng, he is a disciple from the Left Pulse, Qin Tian!”

Before Qin Tian could speak, a disciple standing behind Qian Peng stepped forward and quietly reminded him.

”Hahaha, I wondered who it was. So it’s Qin Tian from the Left Pulse.”

Hearing the words from behind, Qian Peng laughed lightly and looked at Qin Tian with disdain, saying, ”You’re hoping I draw you? Fine, bring it on. I heard you set records in the Outer Sect assessment. Haha, do you think breaking those records is impressive? Let me tell you, being promoted directly to an Inner Sect disciple without taking the assessment is truly impressive! I am one such person!”

Upon hearing this, Qin Tian smiled coldly, ”Fine, you’re impressive. But I advise you, don’t brag too much, lest you invite trouble. You can boast, but don’t involve the Left Pulse, or the consequences will be serious!”

”Hehe, are you threatening me? Kid, did you just join the Left Pulse? Do you know how long I’ve been with the Main Vein? Six years! Humph, you see me and don’t address me as Senior Brother Qian? And you dare threaten me? I look down on you Left Pulse guys. What are you going to do about it? If you’ve got what it takes, why don’t you draw me and see? I’ll show you what real strength is!”

Qian Peng was incredibly arrogant in front of Qin Tian.

Just as Qin Tian was about to speak, the Elder overseeing the lot drawing saw the argument and shouted, ”Stop standing around, hurry up and draw your lots!”

Qian Peng and Qin Tian glared fiercely at each other but said no more, continuing in line to draw lots.

Qian Peng was incredibly arrogant. When it was Qin Tian’s turn to draw lots, he even cut in line, ignoring Qin Tian, and took a slot before him.

”Ha, number six. I got number six! I wonder who else got number six!”

After drawing his lot, Qian Peng shouted loudly while registering with the Elder, looking around to find his opponent.

At this moment, Qin Tian stepped forward, drawing his lot unhurriedly.

”Bring it over, let me see!”

As Qin Tian unfolded his lot, Qian Peng quickly snatched a glance.

By this time, Qin Tian had already seen the number on the slot—six!

So, when Qian Peng arrogantly came to grab it, although Qin Tian was prepared, he didn’t stop him, allowing him to boast meaninglessly.

”Hahaha, number six! Kid, you’re number six too!”

Upon seeing Qin Tian’s lot, Qian Peng was overjoyed, looking at Qin Tian gloatingly, ”What a coincidence, you drew me! Just as I wished, I pulled a waste from the Left Pulse! Haha, the first round is in the bag for me!”

”Register it!”

Qian Peng gloated in front of the Elder, who, after waiting a minute, couldn’t help but speak.

Qian Peng returned the lot to Qin Tian, and Qin Tian registered it with the Elder.

As the saying goes, ”Speak of the devil and he will appear,” Qin Tian thought, feeling satisfied. It seemed that starting his journey in the Three Veins Martial Tournament by thrashing Qian Peng would be appropriate!

On the plaza, after the commotion of lot drawing, the Elder completed registering everyone’s slots and officially began announcing the opponents for the first round!

To everyone’s attention, Chu Lingfeng and Yu Wenfeng were placed in the upper and lower brackets respectively, and the Five Qilin Geniuses were also evenly distributed between the upper and lower brackets.

Seeing this drawing method, Qin Tian smiled faintly. The Main Vein and Right Vein were clearly colluding to rig the draws. It was no secret among them.

However, there was some good news for the Left Pulse. Qiao Wenxuan and Song Qiuyue both drew the number two slot, meaning they would face each other in the first round, thereby guaranteeing at least one Left Pulse disciple would advance to the second round.

On the other hand, the remaining Left Pulse disciples were not so fortunate. Gao Dazhuang drew a skilled opponent from the Right Vein, Li Xinfu and Xu Hui drew fellow Left Pulse disciples, and Li Xinfu even drew Liu Yu, almost causing him to faint on the spot and feign death to avoid competing.

”Qin Tian, you need to be careful of this Qian Peng. He’s no simple opponent. I suspect he’s at least at the Qi Refining Late Stage or has advanced to the Qi Refining Peak. If you’re careless, you might lose.”

After finding out Qin Tian drew Main Vein Qian Peng, the concerned Qiao Wenxuan quietly reminded him, ”This Qian Peng is skilled in striking, his upper strikes are formidable, and his lower strikes are his weakness. You should aim for his lower strikes; your chances of winning would be higher.”

Qin Tian nodded, ”Senior Sister, you don’t need to worry. I’m confident in dealing with Qian Peng. As for you and Junior Sister Song Qiuyue, you should discuss and let Junior Sister concede directly to preserve strength.”

”Yes, we’ve already agreed. She will concede when the time comes,” Qiao Wenxuan nodded. ”I’m just worried about you...”

”Don’t worry,” Qin Tian gave her a confident smile. ”Senior Sister, starting today, I’ll make everyone in the Qilin Mountain Sect redefine our Left Pulse!”