After a while, the old man with the white beard was the first to react. He jumped onto the ring in a flash and came to Chu Yuhong's side. After a careful inspection, he found that his whole body was intact and there was no sign of poisoning. He seemed to have been poisoned by the immortal family.
The magic weapon was severely damaged and the internal organs were violently shaken.
He frowned, stood up, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan. He couldn't help but look at the young man with admiration. He also glanced at the black fire stick that Zhang Xiaofan was holding tightly in his hand.
"You win." The old man with the white beard suppressed the doubts in his heart and said calmly.
The Chaoyang Peak disciples in the audience were in an uproar, but with the facts before their eyes, they had nothing to say. It was just that Chu Yuhong's defeat was so inexplicable and unbelievable. He clearly had the victory in hand, but he suddenly lost with a loud roar. It was really shocking.
Can't accept it.
Zeng was dumbfounded at this time, but when he heard the white-bearded old man say those three words, he rushed up to Zhang Xiaofan, patted him heavily on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Good boy, it turns out you are
It’s so hidden!”
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly turned around, his face was frosty, and he stared at him coldly.
Those cold but black eyes!
Zeng suddenly felt a chill in his heart and asked in surprise: "Xiaofan, what's wrong?"
Zhang Xiaofan was shocked when he asked him, as if he remembered something, his eyes softened immediately, and the strange cold feeling in his eyes disappeared. He returned to his usual feeling, and seemed to be a little confused, and said: "
No, it’s nothing, I’m fine, what’s wrong?”
Zeng glared and said, "You still ask me what's wrong? Why don't you ask me that you don't know that you won this game?"
Zhang Xiaofan was startled and said in surprise: "What, did I win? I actually won?"
Zeng was even more frightened by him, and his face turned pale. He quickly stretched out his hand to measure his forehead, and said: "Kuye, couldn't you have been burned by that ball of fire just now?"
Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head, and then saw several Chaoyang Peak disciples on the stage in the distance carrying the unconscious Chu Yuhong away, and some of them looked at him hatefully.
Watching those people walking further and further away, in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, the scene of the fight just appeared clearly. He lowered his head subconsciously and looked at the black fire stick in his hand. This ugly short stick was quietly
There was no movement in his hand, but in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, the fire stick that had been with him for two years had never felt so strange, as if he had returned to the valley many years ago, reliving that terrifying nightmare.
"Pah", Zeng looked at Zhang Xiaofan in a daze and hit him on the head with the fan in his hand, saying: "What are you thinking about?"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, sighed, put the fire stick in his arms, and said: "Nothing, let's go. By the way, why did you come to watch my competition?"
Zeng glanced at the fire stick he received in his arms and said: "The competition hasn't started yet. I had nothing to do so I ran over to watch your competition. I didn't expect to see a good show. Hey, you only have three eyes today."
Spirit monkey, what did you call it..."
Zhang Xiaofan said: "Xiao Hui."
Zeng said: "Yes, Xiao Hui, why didn't you see Xiao Hui today?"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "I didn't see its shadow early in the morning. It probably went somewhere to play with Dahuang."
Zeng shouted "Oh!" with a look of regret on his face. Zhang Xiaofan saw this and couldn't help but guess that this guy said he came to watch him compete, but in fact, he just wanted to see Xiao Hui, right?
"Wow!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance. The two of them could hear it very clearly even though they were far away. When they looked up, they saw in the center of the distance, Qingyun Sect disciples gathered around the "Qian" stage, and they heard exclamations one after another. .
Before Zhang Xiaofan could react, Zeng stumbled and shouted, "Oh no, no, no, no, I only looked at you, but I forgot the most important thing." He pulled Zhang Xiaofan and ran away.
Zhang Xiaofan didn't know why, so he asked as he ran: "What's the matter?"
Zeng looked regretful and said, "That's Lu Xueqi competing there!"
Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but smile, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. He raised his eyes to look at this friend he had known for just two days. Under the deserted arena just now, his elders and fellow seniors could not be seen. But this person was the only one standing on his side in an audience full of Chaoyang Peak disciples.
A burst of warmth slowly emerged from my heart.
"Master Zeng..., thank you for coming to see me just now."
Zeng, who was running quickly, was stunned for a moment, slowed down, looked back at Zhang Xiaofan, and then said with a smile: "Haha, it's trivial, if you're too moved, why don't you just let Xiao Hui..."
"We'd better leave quickly!"
Zeng turned aside, shook his head, and ran after Zhang Xiaofan, who was running as fast as the wind, mumbling a few words vaguely.
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The two of them ran closer and saw that groups of Qingyun disciples had dispersed. Most of them looked very excited and argued fiercely with each other. They looked up to the stage and saw that there was no one on the stage, but the wooden platform was empty. There are many scars, and it seems that the competition is over.
Zeng rolled his eyes and pulled Zhang Xiaofan to turn left and right, walking through the crowd. Within a moment, he found his target - the group of Feng Huifeng disciples.
Zeng hurriedly leaned forward, and when the Feng Huifeng disciples saw it was him, they all laughed. Among them, a tall man who had some impression of Zhang Xiaofan laughed and said: "Junior brother, didn't you say you must see Lu Xueqi? Why did you run away without a trace? Already?"
Zeng coughed dryly and said: "I am, uh, something is wrong. By the way, please tell me how it turned out?"
A man with thick eyebrows next to him said: "It goes without saying that with Tianya here, even Senior Brother Duan Lei from Changmen Tongtian Peak is no match!"
Zeng asked in surprise: "Did Senior Brother Duan also lose to her?"
Zhang Xiaofan asked Zeng from the side: "Is that Senior Brother Duan Lei very powerful?"
Zeng nodded and said: "Yes, Duan Lei is a very outstanding figure in Nagato in recent years. There is also a high demand for him to win the championship in this Seven Meridians Competition."
The tall man shook his head and said: "What's the use? You didn't see that the Tianya Divine Sword was too powerful. The blue light flashed a few times and rang a few times, and Senior Brother Duan Lei was defeated." At this point, He seemed to still have something to say, sighed and said, "You won't believe me even if I tell you. In the end, Lu Xueqi still didn't take out the Tianya Divine Sword from its scabbard."
Zeng was stunned for a moment and said: "Then what's the point of competing? Who else is her opponent?"
The tall man shook his head and said: "That's not entirely true. Divine objects like Tianya are about the same power even if they don't pull out the scabbard. But Lu Xueqi, who practices Taoism, is really amazing."
Zeng glanced at him and said, "Senior Brother Gao, how did you know?"
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the tall man and thought to himself that this surname is worthy of its name. He only heard Senior Brother Gao say: "I also heard what Master said."
Zeng was surprised and said: "My father?"
Senior Brother Gao said: "Yes, when you didn't come just now, Master was here to watch. At the end, he muttered something, saying that this woman may have cultivated Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to above the eighth level of Yuqing Realm.
It’s still unknown when we reach the ninth floor.”
Zeng changed his color and froze on the spot, speechless for a moment. Zhang Xiaofan felt strange in his heart. He only felt that Zeng had said that he didn't care about the result of the competition from the very beginning, but he still cared about it no matter how he looked at it.
At this time, the sound of bells and cauldrons was heard in the distance. The people in Feng Huifeng, headed by Senior Brother Gao, seemed to be competing, and they all walked towards the sound. Zhang Xiaofan saw that Zeng was still staying where he was, so he went over and pulled him.
Zeng woke up with a start, then smiled and said: "It's over, it's over, now we have absolutely no hope."
Zhang Xiaofan really didn't care and said: "It's over when it's over. By the way, you haven't competed yet, haven't you?"
Zeng glanced into the distance and said, "I haven't started yet, but it's time to get over. What about you, where are you going?"
Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while and said: "I want to go over and report to my master and my wife, even though I won by luck."
Zeng nodded and said, "Then come and see me when you have time."
Zhang Xiaofan nodded in agreement, and the two of them said goodbye.
Zhang Xiaofan turned around and walked to the other end of the crowd. He listened to the Qingyun disciples walking by talking about the battle between Lu Xueqi and Duan Lei just now. After searching for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan finally found the Dazhu Peak group in the west, but they were far away.
Then he saw that Tian Buyi had an angry look on his face and his face was ashen. Zhang Xiaofan, who had always been very afraid of Tian Buyi, came over secretly. Tian Buyi glanced at him and turned away, without even asking him about the result.
Suru, Tian Linger, and several other Dazhu Peak disciples were all here. Only senior brother Song Daren was missing. Zhang Xiaofan glanced at everyone and saw that Tian Linger was fine, but the faces of the senior brothers were full of frustration.
Then he quietly asked Du Bishu next to him: "Sixth Senior Brother, what's wrong?"
Du Bishu glanced at Tian Buyi and saw that he didn't seem to be looking here. He whispered: "Except for the senior brother, we all had a competition just now. In the end, only the junior sister won. Master is angry."
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Suru stood aside and saw that all the disciples were trembling. Tian Buyi's face was ashen, he shook his head and sighed, and said warmly to Zhang Xiaofan who had just returned: "Xiaofan, you are back, what's the result?"
Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Master's wife, I, I won by luck."
Suru: "Oh, it doesn't matter. If you lose, you lose. Just treat it as an experience..." Her voice suddenly dropped, she looked at Zhang Xiaofan and asked in surprise: "What did you just say?"
Everyone, including Tian Buyi, turned to look at Zhang Xiaofan at the same time. Zhang Xiaofan's face turned red, but for the first time in his life, under the gaze of everyone, especially the surprised gaze of Tian Linger beside Suru, he felt a trace of vain excitement.
, raising his voice slightly, he looked at Tian Buyi and said: "Master, Master, I just won by luck."
The crowd was in an uproar.
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Everyone in Dazhu Peak gathered under the "Kun" stage, watching the competition between Song Daren, who was the last to appear today. On the stage, Song Daren was fighting fiercely with his opponent, and the huge sword body of the "Ten Tigers" sword seemed to be transformed in mid-air.
Countless ferocious giant tigers made loud noises that shook the earth and the mountains, and slashed at the opponent with one sword after another, gaining the upper hand.
However, in the audience, while everyone in Dazhu Peak was happy, they still could not accept the facts Zhang Xiaofan said.
"Junior brother, are you saying that in the competition just now, you were about to lose, but unexpectedly, the opponent's guy named Chu Yuhong suddenly became ill and passed out with blood all over his face?"
"Yes, Fourth Senior Brother, you, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, and Fifth Senior Brother have asked me twenty-two times, why are you still asking? Sixth Senior Brother, please persuade them, what I said is really the truth.
."
Du Bishu: "... Junior brother, you are saying that in the competition just now, you were about to lose, but unexpectedly, the opponent's guy named Chu Yuhong suddenly became ill and fainted with blood all over his face.
Past?"
Zhang Xiaofan held his head and groaned: "...Yes, this is the twenty-third time."
Tian Linger on the side said angrily: "Why are you forcing him so much? Xiaofan won't panic?" At this point, she also shook her head and said, "But Xiaofan, you are so lucky, aren't you?"
It’s a bit excessive, no wonder people don’t believe it.”
Zhang Xiaofan was speechless.
Listening to the chattering of the disciples behind them, Tian Buyi and Suru kept looking at the stage. After a moment, Suru suddenly whispered: "What do you think?"
Tian Buyi frowned and said, "He said he won based on his own ability. Do you believe it?"
Suru smiled and said: "Our apprentices are really lucky!"
Tian Buyi snorted.
"Boom"! There was a loud noise, and Song Daren roared on the stage. The yellow light of the Ten Tiger Immortal Sword penetrated the sky, almost blinding people. It was like splitting mountains and seas, killing them with invincible momentum. The opponent finally
Unable to resist, he was defeated by this huge force and flew backwards with blood spurting from his mouth.
Everyone in Dazhu Peak burst into cheers, and Tian Buyi finally had a smile on his face.
Song Daren walked down from the ring and returned to the crowd. He first saw Tian Buyi and Suru, and then everyone gave him warm congratulations.
...
"Haha, it's a fluke! Sixth Junior Brother, don't talk so disgustingly! Hey, Junior Brother, you're back too. What's the result today? No injuries, right? Look at you like this. Listen to what Senior Brother said, you practice Taoism
Riqian, there will be opportunities in the future, don’t worry about the outcome... Uh, why are you all looking at me like this?"
Tian Buyi turned around and walked away first. Suru smiled at the disciple and followed him. Song Daren was confused and asked everyone: "What's wrong?"
Tian Linger walked up to him and spoke to him. Song Daren turned his head in disbelief. Zhang Xiaofan shrank in fear and said: "Elder brother, I know it's not a good thing that I'm too lucky, but that's the way it is.
In this case, there is nothing I can do..."
Song Daren's eyes widened: "... Junior brother, you are saying that in the competition just now, you were about to lose, but unexpectedly, the opponent's guy named Chu Yuhong suddenly became ill and had a bloody discharge.
Fainted with blood on his face?"
Zhang Xiaofan fell down in despair.
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At the end of the day, there were only sixteen people participating in the Qingyun Sect Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament. To many people's surprise, Dazhufeng, which had always been on the decline, actually accounted for three of them, which was far better than the previous ones.
.No matter what is going on internally, Tian Buyi's face is very bright to the outside world. He is smiling all day long. In the eyes of all the disciples, there are a lot of private discussions.
Du Bishu: "Look at Master's happy face, you can feel proud now."
Wu Dayi: "Who says it's not the case? The senior brother and junior sister really gave him face."
He Dazhi: "I feel ashamed to say that, although my junior sister is young, she is much more successful than my fourth senior brother. Her future future is limitless."
Zheng Dali: "Don't forget that there is a junior brother, he has also entered the third round."
Du Bishu: "How about we start a bet again and see how likely it is that our junior brother will get through another level? Do you dare to place a bet?"
Wu Dayi, He Dazhi, Zheng Dali, Lu Daxin: "I bet he loses! Double!"
Du Bishu: "...Ahem, hey, senior brother disappeared while we were walking. Ah, junior brother? Junior sister? What happened? Where did everyone go?"
He Dazhi thought for a while and said: "Junior brother and junior sister, I don't know, but senior brother, I have some guesses..."
Everyone looked at each other and said in unison: "Senior Sister Xiaozhufeng Wenmin!"
Song Daren was a tall man, but his body suddenly trembled inexplicably. Wen Min saw this in his eyes and felt strange, saying: "What's wrong with you?"
Song Daren frowned and said, "I don't know, I suddenly felt cold."
Wen Min glanced at him and said angrily: "Don't you have a guilty conscience?"
Song Daren immediately shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly: "How can this happen? How can this happen!"
Wen Min's expression slowed down, but he still snorted and said, "Then why did you sneak into my room, a female disciple of Xiao Zhufeng, by yourself?"
There was a burst of laughter from the side, and Song Daren looked around awkwardly. At this time, the competition was over, and most of the female disciples from Xiaozhu Peak came back. They all smiled and looked at him with interest. Song Daren's face was slightly red, and he looked away.
topic, said: "Oh...why didn't you see my little junior sister?"
Wen Min smiled and said: "Your little junior sister is naturally beautiful and lively, so naturally she has been asked out a long time ago."
Song Daren was taken aback and said, "What, who asked you out?"
Wen Min shook his head and said nothing, but said: "If you see your junior sister Ling'er, you'd better advise her to be careful tomorrow."
When Song Daren talked about Tian Linger, he was not as embarrassed as Wen Min alone, and his words became more fluent. He frowned and said: "I know that junior sister Lu will compete with your junior sister Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak tomorrow. The two of us will compete with each other tomorrow."
We have always been on good terms with Master Mai, so everything should be fine. Besides, the Qi Mei martial arts competition is just a competition to learn from each other."
Wen Min glanced at him and said calmly: "Your master, Master Su, is naturally very good with my master, but my master is very dissatisfied with your master. I'm afraid I still blame your master for running away from us."
Where is Uncle Su!"
Song Daren was suffocated and was about to say something when Wen Min glanced at the female Xiaozhu Peak disciples around him again. All the women calmed down and looked at this place. Song Daren asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Wen Min looked at him, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said: "Senior Brother Song, Junior Sister Lu is different from us. She has a bit of a weird temperament, but Master loves her very much. After entering the ring, everything will be hard to say."
Song Daren's expression changed and he said, "What?"