One by one the seventeen Inner Disciples walked up the stage to draw their lots.
It shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone that almost all of them were wearing the Sword Pavilion’s white robes or the Blade Pavilion’s blood-red robes.
There was one though who was wearing the Blacksmith’s Division’s black robes, but he had only managed to reach this round because he had battled a newcomer who had chosen to join the Alchemy Division like Bai Xiaofung.
Just like the previous round, there was someone who had the possibility to move onto the next round without battling.
Looking down at the piece of paper in his hand that had the number 1 on it, Yang Su figured he wasn’t as lucky as last time.
While doing breathing exercises Yang Su jumped a little when heard the elder suddenly shout for numbers 1 and 16 to come up to the stage.