The drawing of lots for the martial arts competition ended yesterday. Today, everyone came to the ring according to the numbers drawn, eagerly waiting to compete on stage.
In the original work, because Dazhu Peak was missing one person, there were only sixty-three people participating in the martial arts competition.
Therefore, there is one person who gets a bye in the first round, and this person is naturally Zhang Xiaofan.
But now that Dazhu Peak has an additional Xu Yin, it just meets the requirements for sixty-four people, so it will be carried out in a down-to-earth manner without any tricks.
When drawing lots, Xu Yin noticed that Zhang Xiaofan was in a very low mood.
He knew that Zhang Xiaofan went to Hongqiao last night and happened to witness the scene where Tian Linger, the goddess he had a crush on, and Qi Hao expressed their feelings to each other and cuddled up to each other.
I was fed so much dog food that I feel miserable and depressed to this day.
Everyone in Dazhu Peak was asking each other who their opponent was, except for Zhang Xiaofan, who probably felt that he would not be able to survive the first round.
This made the young man look alone and very lonely.
Only Xu Yin walked towards Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing silently aside, "Junior brother, what number were drawn?"
Zhang Xiaofan was a little surprised that Xu Yin came to care about him and took out his number plate. It was still number one.
Xu Yin laughed. The opponent of No. 1 was No. 64. Now this number seems to have been touched by a disciple of Tongtian Peak Changmen.
Xu Yin took out his number plate and said, "The number I took is number 29. My opponent is number 61. I have already found out that he is a disciple of Luoxia Peak."
There are sixty-four people competing in eight arenas, and they have to compete in four batches.
Of course those with the top rankings will go first. After Xu Yin is ranked like this, he can only wait slowly.
But Zhang Xiaofan had to be the first one to take the field, and the other Dazhu Peak disciples in the same group with him were Tian Linger.
Everyone in Dazhu Peak was naturally more concerned about Tian Linger's victory, but not many paid attention to Zhang Xiaofan.
The elders above have begun the roll call, and the first group of contestants are heading to their respective arenas.
Before Tian Linger left, she realized that Zhang Xiaofan was also competing, and she found Zhang Xiaofan with a smile.
"Junior brother, just try your best, don't take victory or defeat too seriously, just treat it as an experience.
Of course, if the person you are competing against bullies the weak and humiliates you, senior sister will definitely teach him a lesson for you!"
Song Daren and many of his fellow disciples also gave encouragement, but no one went to the arena where Zhang Xiaofan went. They all went to the south away from the fire position, where Tian Linger competed.
Zhang Xiaofan's figure looked even more lonely. He walked slowly and silently. He had just arrived at the bottom of the ring and was waiting for the elders to summon him to the ring.
Suddenly, a person walked next to him and seemed to be very interested in the little gray on Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder.
The two chatted briefly for a while. The other person was Zeng Shushu, the son of the leader of Fenghui Peak. He always liked to read various miscellaneous books, and he recognized Xiao Hui at a glance as a three-eyed monkey, a legendary spiritual beast.
Zeng Shushu's friendly and humorous words made the lonely Zhang Xiaofan feel a lot better. Seeing that the time was coming, he was ready to step into the ring.
Zeng Shushu suddenly asked: "Junior Brother Zhang, where is your magic weapon?"
Zhang Xiaofan touched the fire stick inserted in his waist, looking embarrassed.
Zeng Shushu looked at the fire stick with an expression as awkward as Zhang Xiaofan's.
"This...is your magic weapon?"
Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth not knowing how to answer.
"Hehe, I also think it's a bit embarrassing to go on stage with this thing. Junior Brother Zhang, please use my sword."
A familiar voice came, and then a fairy sword was thrown at Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously caught it and looked at Xu Yin in surprise.
"Seventh Senior Brother, why did you come to my place?"
Xu Yin smiled and said: "Junior sister, there are so many people who care about you, so I won't join in the fun. I'm here to cheer you up. It's your first time to fight with someone. Are you so nervous that your heart is about to jump out of your chest?"
Zeng Shushu glanced at Xu Yin, first frowning, then surprised, "Oh, you are the one from Dazhu Peak... I heard that Xu Yin did not join the mountain until he was very old!"
Xu Yin looked at the other party with a smile, "I didn't expect that I am still somewhat famous."
Zeng Shushu chuckled and said: "I went home and studied your beauty-preserving method for a while, then simplified it a bit, took it down the mountain and sold it to some female cultivators, and I made a lot of money."
"You don't care about me?"
Zeng Shushu was speechless.
Xu Yin laughed a few times, conjured a pot of wine from somewhere, and took a sip.
"Xiao Fan, I see your hand holding the sword is shaking. Are you afraid?"
Zhang Xiaofan nodded slightly, "I heard that Nagato's senior brothers are very advanced in cultivation. I'm afraid that I won't be able to defeat him and will embarrass my master. I'm even more afraid that I'll have my senior brother's sword broken by others."
"Even Dragon-Slaying Tianya can't be damaged by this sword. You can just use it, but if you're afraid..."
As he spoke, Xu Yin suddenly grabbed Zhang Xiaofan forward and gave him a strong drink, causing him to cough loudly and his face turned red.
"It's said that wine makes people brave, but you, a coward, won't be afraid after a few sips. Hey, the elder is calling your name, come up!"
Zhang Xiaofan complained a little about Xu Yin, but at this moment he heard the elder calling his name three times, and if he didn't go on stage, he would be deemed to have abstained, so he had no choice but to go on stage.
As soon as he came on stage, alcohol rushed to his forehead. The original nervous mood was actually dissipated by the alcohol, and he became a little confused and confused.
The other party bowed to Zhang Xiaofan, announced his name, and then offered his magic sword. It was an earth-attribute fairy sword that exuded a dim yellow light like thick soil, giving people a heavy and thick impression.
Unlike his opponent, Zhang Xiaofan levitates the fairy sword in mid-air and uses it to attack the enemy at any time.
As usual with Xu Yin, hold the sword tightly in your hand and never fly it against the enemy easily until the victory or defeat is decided.
He turned his head slightly, glanced at Xu Yin under the ring, and saw Xu Yin gently nodding towards him.
Zhang Xiaofan immediately felt a surge of courage and confidence in his heart. He cupped his hands towards the opponent and said, "Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, please ask your senior brother for advice!"
The Nagato disciple was hanging in the air, wielding his sword at his side, and asked somewhat strangely: "Junior brother Zhang hasn't cultivated to the level of controlling objects yet?"
Zhang Xiaofan didn't answer. As the elder started, he held a long sword and ran towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed. Just as Xu Yin once said, use speed to seize the opportunity and use speed to create a chance of victory!
Nagato's disciples didn't expect Zhang Xiaofan to run so fast, as if every step he took on the ground would transmit a huge amount of kinetic energy in the opposite direction, doubling his forward momentum!
Just count the breath time, it is almost approaching.
The Nagato disciple was surprised and actually admired the other party's courage.
He mistakenly believed that Zhang Xiaofan was unable to control objects and had not yet reached the fourth level of the Xuanqing Dao of Tai Chi, so he only relied on his blood and courage to attack.
So his fingertips moved slightly, and the earth-type fairy sword suspended at his side immediately flew towards Zhang Xiaofan!
At this moment, the speed of the flying sword plus the speed of Zhang Xiaofan's own dash, the two collided almost in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Xiaofan's mind instantly flashed into the scene where Xu Yin trained him in the past year.