"I surrender!" Duan Feiyu said to Xiang An very helplessly and unconvinced.

When Xiang An heard this, the sword moves in his hand slowed down slightly, and Duan Feiyu was out of the scope of his Qinghong Sword. Xiang An did not chase after him, he slowly dispersed the Qi on the Qinghong Sword, letting him

The Qinghong Sword wrapped in true energy returned to its original "thin" appearance. Then he pulled out the left thorn on his left boot that had been "in the way" and walked towards Duan Feiyu.

Duan Feiyu, who had already retracted his right thrust, took the left stab handed to An and said nothing. He just nodded slightly and walked towards the audience.

"Taiyimen Xiang Ansheng!" Zhou Qi announced happily.

When Xiang An walked off the competition stage, almost all Taiyi Sect disciples ran towards him and surrounded him.

"Brother Xiang, well done!"

"Awesome! Senior Brother Xiang"

"Winning happiness from senior brother!"

Xiang An, who was originally unknown, seemed to be known to all Taiyi Sect disciples present at this moment. Xiang An has never felt this way since he came to Taiyi Sect. The last time there were so many

When people surrounded him, it was when he went hunting in the dense forest of the back mountain with the young people in Bacao Village and hunted a blind bear.

Regardless of whether the people around him are sincere or fake, in short, he has become the Taiyi Sect's most promising disciple to win the championship in this Five Alliance Conference. Xiang An's status can be said to have skyrocketed. Even the people who went to eat and greet him made him feel...

What does it mean to be overwhelmed?

Shen Cheng, who was defeated in the second round, locked himself in the tent at this moment. If losing to Qiu Feng already made him extremely unhappy, then Xiang An's advance to the finals made him feel a deep feeling.

Ridiculous. So in the past few days, he had used the excuse of recovering from his injuries to not take a step out of the tent. Even food was brought to him by Bu Yuan and Feng Kan in turns.

After finishing the meal, Xiang An just lifted up his tent and saw a smiling Yan Boping sitting in the tent waiting for him.

"Master, have you... eaten?" Xiang An didn't know how to say hello to his master.

"I've used it," Yan Boping replied, "How was it? It feels good to be a hero, right?"

Xiang An scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

When Yan Boping saw his happy look, he didn't know how proud he felt in Xiang An's heart. But he was also really happy for his only disciple, watching Xiang An step by step in the world of cultivation.

Yan Boping was quite proud of being famous. But Yan Boping, who no longer cared much about such frivolous things as fame, still warned Xiang An, "An'er, it's a good thing to be famous, but being famous is just

It’s not true, don’t look at how many people are praising you, praising you, and praising you today. If one day your reputation is no longer there, these people will be the ones who will step on you.”

Although Xiang An knew what Yan Boping was talking about, he was naturally not happy about being splashed with cold water. He sat on the bed slightly unhappy and couldn't say a word.

Yan Boping also knew that what he said was indeed inappropriate, but he just wanted to let Xiang An know the darkness and ruthlessness of this man-eating cultivation world. After all, he had suffered countless losses.

He just summed up the experience. As a master, he naturally wanted to prevent Xiang An from taking some detours.

Fortunately, although Xiang An was a little unhappy with Yan Boping's "advice" which was not a reprimand, he still took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Yan Boping because of his "solid and patient" character.

Although Xiang An's tea making skills are not as good as Yan Ming's, and he can bring out the fragrance of the tea leaves just right. But making a good cup of tea is not difficult for Xiang An now, at least it is not a waste of natural resources.

"Master, drink tea." Xiang An carefully placed the tea next to Yan Boping.

Yan Boping picked up the tea and took a sip, "Are you sure about the competition with Qiu Feng tomorrow?"

Xiang An, who always thinks about every situation and never puts extra burden on himself, simply said, "I haven't thought about it."

"Haha!" Yan Boping was amused by Xiang An's idea of ​​taking one step at a time, but the purpose of his trip was to put some burden on Xiang An's shoulders. "You know how important this competition is.

"?" Yan Boping put down his teacup and stared at Xiang An and asked.

"That's... the first place in the Five Alliance Martial Arts Competition!" Xiang An said uncertainly. After all, he hadn't heard any rumors about being punished for failure, and Xu Shuping didn't mention it when he set out before. "

Master, if you don't get the first place, will you be punished if you get the second place?" Although he found it a bit incredible, Xiang An still asked in confusion.

"Of course not." Yan Boping felt that he might have said too harshly and frightened Xiang An, "But don't you want to get first place?"

"Of course I have thought about it, but even if I say it, it doesn't count!"

"If you can get the first place, your popularity will reach its peak. Not to mention the Taiyi Sect, even Dongsheng Shenzhou will know your name." Yan Boping sketched a blueprint for Xiang An.

Obviously Yan Boping is not a good teacher or a good exhorter. Xiang An feels that Yan Boping's words seem to be contradictory. One moment he said that reputation is not important, so he can concentrate on it. The next moment he said that he won the first place.

He would have unparalleled fame. Xiang An was really confused by these inconsistent words.

Yan Boping also seemed to feel that there was something wrong with his words. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. After thinking about it, "Master, after saying so much, I still hope that you will go all out tomorrow and win the first place." Yan Boping said.

Bo Ping felt that he would make mistakes by talking too much, so it would be better to tell Xiang An a clear goal now. It would not be too late to leave the other teachings after he wins the championship. The key now is to let Xiang An win the first place in this Five League Competition.

One person.

"Yeah!" No matter what Yan Boping said before, Xiang An still needs the courage and belief to win first place at this moment.

"Then you should be well prepared. That's all for the teacher." After saying that, Yan Boping walked out of the tent.

Xiang An originally thought that Yan Boping came to "discuss" the Chaos Art with him, but he didn't expect that Yan Boping left the tent after talking a lot. This made Xiang An a little confused.

In fact, it goes without saying that Bo Pingduo said that Xiang An also knows that if he wins tomorrow, there will be a lot of benefits. Moreover, Qiu Feng has defeated Shen Cheng, Tian Wenrui, and Shao Yongchang one after another. If he can defeat Qiu Feng, he will be able to defeat Qiu Feng.

, he is the person with the highest cultivation among the younger generation of Taiyi Sect.

For the first time, Xiang An began to wipe the Qinghong Sword in his hand. However, a magical blade like the Qinghong Sword does not need to be wiped to keep its sharpness and brightness as usual. However, Xiang An still solemnly removed the Qinghong Sword from the sword.

The tip rubbed against the hilt of the sword, which showed that he attached great importance to this competition.

As Xiang An wiped the Qinghong Sword, his hands were not idle, and his mind was not idle either. He kept thinking about how to defeat Qiu Feng, a powerful enemy.

Xiang An is not idle, and Qiu Feng is naturally not idle either. Qiu Feng is different from Xiang An. Qiu Feng, who has always been proudly standing at the top of the younger generation of Ziwu Villa, obviously does not need any fame. He is the successor of Ziwu Villa.

It can be considered a sure bet. However, he has always been competitive and determined to win the championship in this martial arts competition. He wants the name Qiu Feng to get out of the one-acre area of ​​Ziwu Villa and dominate the entire cultivation world of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

All loud and clear.

While he was drinking the fine wine he had brought, several graceful maids in the tent kept busy with him. Some fed him fruits, some massaged him, and some dressed him up.

The golden sore medicine. Although he defeated Shao Yongchang, it was only a small victory. After all, many of the scratches on his body were still bleeding.

"Taiyi Gate?" Qiu Feng took a bite of the Anping Guo handed to his mouth by the maid, "Hmph, you dare to cut down the flag of my Ziwu Villa in public, no matter whether you mean it or not, I will let you taste it.

We are so powerful." After saying that, Qiu Feng crossed his legs and entered the state of cultivation. The battle with Shao Yongchang also consumed a lot of money on him. If he wanted to win the first place, sufficient and vigorous Qi was also essential.

Compared with Qiu Feng, who was served by many maids, Xiang An was not treated as well as him. Xiang An's left arm was pierced by Duan Feiyu's double thorns.

After the treatment with the medicine, there was no serious problem. But fortunately, the injury was to the left arm, not the right arm holding the sword. If it was the right arm, Xiang An would have to admit defeat in advance.

Xiang An gently touched the wound on his left arm, and the natural pain feedback to him naturally made him grin. The injury on his left arm was worse than originally expected, which made Xiang An feel the probability of winning in tomorrow's competition.

Lowered a bit.

Fortunately, he did not use his own personal money to participate in the gambling games set up by various disciples in private, otherwise he might have to bet on the other party to win.

Although the injury to his left arm has been bandaged, it will not affect his ability to play in the next game for a short period of time, but the boots that were punctured by Duan Feiyu urgently need to be replaced. However, Xiang An, who only brought the pair of boots that he was wearing, felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Don't know how to solve it.

At this time, a pair of brand new boots broke through the tent curtain and were delivered to Xiang An's tent. Xiang An did not check the condition of the boots immediately, but hurriedly lifted the tent curtain to see who had brought the urgently needed boots to him.

boots.

Yan Boping, who was outside the tent, clapped his hands slowly and walked back to his tent.

Xiang An looked at Yan Boping's back and felt grateful to Yan Boping in his heart. Xiang An, who just now was secretly unhappy with Yan Boping's indifference to his injuries, felt warm in his heart.
Chapter completed!