[Netww.] The next day, the sun rose as usual, and everyone in Dazhu Peak came to the square, only to find that four of the original eight arenas had been dismantled, and the remaining ones were divided into four directions: southeast, northwest, and northwest.
Tian Buyi and Suru walked in front. Zhang Xiaofan's injuries seemed to have healed overnight. Walking among the crowd, he looked quite flattered as he had never received such attention before. He looked back and whispered to him.
Du Bishu, who was standing next to him, said: "Sixth Senior Brother, is Senior Brother seriously injured? How come he can't walk anymore?"
Du Bishu shook his head and said: "Master showed it to Senior Brother this morning and said that the competition between him and Nagato's Senior Brother Chang Jian yesterday was too fierce, and one focused on offense and the other on defense, and they fought back and forth.
It will hurt both sides, and if the meridians are damaged, it will probably cause serious damage to your practice."
Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said: "Even Senior Brother can't beat him. If I compete with Senior Brother Chang Jian today, wouldn't it be true? Wouldn't it be true that I was defeated by him?"
Du Bishu rolled his eyes and said: "If it is based on common sense, it would be like this, but according to common sense, when you competed in the past two days, most of your senior brothers bet on you and lost!"
Zhang Xiaofan was speechless and had no choice but to close his mouth.
Under the largest arena in the north, there was a sea of people. Needless to say, Lu Xueqi was competing there today. Tian Buyi glanced there and snorted. Naturally, he had no good impression of the person who defeated his daughter. He led his disciples
Go to the west arena.
After walking a few steps, Zhang Xiaofan was shaken and saw a group of people walking in front of him from the diagonal. The leader was an old-looking old man. The person walking beside him was none other than Zeng "Net".
Behind the two of them, there were about a hundred Feng Huifeng disciples following behind them. Zhang Xiaofan saw Senior Brother Gao's group, but Peng Chang was not seen.
As if he noticed Zhang Xiaofan's searching eyes, when the two people passed each other, Zeng "Net" suddenly said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Senior Brother Peng is not here, he is recuperating at his residence!"
Zhang Xiaofan forced a smile, but saw Zeng "Net"'s face was stern, and his eyes seemed cold as he looked over.
The old man who took the lead was naturally Zeng Shuchang, the leader of Fenghui Peak. He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and Zhang Xiaofan felt that although the old man's gaze was not sharp, it was extremely profound, as if he could see into his own heart at a glance.
.
He couldn't help but shrink back. At this moment, Tian Buyi said: "How are you, Senior Brother Zeng!"
Uncle Zeng returned the greeting and said: "Hello, Senior Brother Tian. I heard that there is a prodigy named Zhang Xiaofan from your sect. His Taoism is unique. Yesterday, he competed with my incompetent disciple Peng Chang and beat him to death from serious injuries."
Zhang Xiaofan's expression changed and he lost his voice: "What, Senior Brother Peng was injured so seriously?"
As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Feng Huifeng were in an uproar. They felt that this person was really vicious, and he pretended to be surprised after hurting others, showing that he was unintentional or ridiculing Peng Chang.
Anger flashed through Zeng Shuchang's eyes, but he could not get angry with the younger generation. He could only smile coldly and said to Tian Buyi: "Senior Brother Tian, you have trained a good disciple!"
Tian Buyi frowned at first, thinking that Zhang Xiaofan, a brat like Zhang Xiaofan, couldn't speak, but when Uncle Zeng said this, it seemed a bit sarcastic. Tian Buyi's temperament was always strong and protective, so he immediately smiled at Uncle Zeng and said: "Where is it?"
, Senior Brother Zeng thanks you for the award. Xiaofan, come over and see Senior Uncle Zeng."
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, but Zeng Shuchang's expression changed. He waved his sleeves and said coldly: "No need." After that, he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
Zeng "Net" glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and said calmly: "I didn't realize that you were hiding something secretly. Fortunately, I begged Senior Brother Peng for mercy, but I didn't expect that it would actually harm him."
Zhang Xiaofan felt anxious and said: "I didn't..."
Halfway through what he said, Zeng "Net" turned around and left. Everyone in Feng Huifeng followed him, their eyes were cold, and Zhang Xiaofan felt sad. At this moment, he saw Senior Brother Gao among the crowd.
As he walked past, he suddenly blinked.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, but Senior Brother Gao had already walked away.
Tian Buyi glanced at the people at Feng Huifeng, smiled coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he led everyone towards the west arena where today's competition will be held. When they got closer, everyone realized that there were actually 200 people surrounding this place, and their heads were shaking.
, it looks like this is the busiest place in Yunhai Square besides Lu Xueqi’s one.
Zhang Xiaofan took a breath of cold air and quietly said to the senior brother next to him: "There are so many people, that senior brother Chang Jian is very powerful, right?"
Everyone laughed, and He Dazhi said seriously: "It goes without saying that Senior Brother Chang is a profound practitioner, but I think most of these people are here to see you, Junior Brother!"
Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said: "How, how could it be possible?"
He Dazhi chuckled and said: "As of today, there are only eight people left in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, and the biggest dark horse among them is you. Who doesn't want to come and see how many mouths or hands you have?"
Zhang Xiaofan was speechless.
Tian Buyi led everyone to the stage. Along the way, when he saw that they were from Dazhu Peak, the crowd retreated and made way for them.
Tian Buyi looked around and saw a lot of Nagato disciples in the crowd around him. He thought it was because Nagato's regular arrows were competing today, so more Nagato disciples came to watch, but he didn't see many.
An elder from the Changmen and Master Daoxuan, the head of the Qingyun Sect, are not here either.
Tian Buyi frowned and whispered to Suru next to him: "Why isn't the head brother here? Are there any other disciples in Changmen competing?"
Suru shook her head and said: "No, for some reason this year, the qualifications of the Nagato disciples are not very good, and now only Chang Jian is left."
Tian Buyi pondered for a moment and walked to the center of the stage. There were five or six chairs there, but there was only an old man with a white beard sitting there. Seeing Tian Buyi and others arriving, the old man also stood up.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and recognized the old man with a white beard as the one sitting in the audience when he competed with Chu Yuhong the day before yesterday.
The old man with the white beard obviously also remembered Zhang Xiaofan. His eyes drifted towards Zhang Xiaofan, and then he said to Tian Buyi: "Senior Brother Tian, I didn't expect that there will be a talent under your sect this year."
Tian Buyi seemed to have a good relationship with the old man. He chuckled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Fan. Please sit down."
At this time, the bells and cauldrons rang behind the stage, and Tian Buyi turned around and said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Old Qi, come on stage!"
Hundreds of eyes in the arena immediately swept over and landed on Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan had never been stared at by so many people in his life. His face felt hot and he responded: He turned his head and didn't dare to look again.
Behind him, he walked towards the stage.
After walking a few steps, he was pulled by Suru. Zhang Xiaofan was a little surprised and said: "Master's wife, what's wrong?"
Suru smiled slightly, but with a caring look on her face, she said, "Does your injury still hurt?"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "Master has treated me with his own hands, and I'm almost healed."
Suru also shook her head and said: "It's easy to get injured externally, but it's not so fast inside. Xiaofan, Chang Jian, who is competing with you today, is no small feat. Even your senior brother's level of cultivation was defeated by him. Although I heard you
Senior Brother said that even if he wins, it will not be easy for him, but with your half-hearted practice, I'm afraid you still won't be able to do it. Don't try to be brave later. If it doesn't work, just admit defeat. Don't risk getting hurt again, do you understand?"
Zhang Xiaofan felt warm in his heart, but did not nod. He just said: "Master... will be angry..."
Suru smiled and shook her head, saying: "Silly boy, go ahead with peace of mind! It's too late for your master to feel sorry for you!"
There was a loud bang in Zhang Xiaofan's head, and he immediately turned to look at Tian Buyi, only to see that Tian Buyi was chatting and laughing with the white-bearded old man named Fan, without even looking here.
Suru patted his head gently and said, "Go!"
Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked onto the ring and stood alone on the stage, but Suru's words still echoed in his mind: "Your master feels sorry for you before it's too late!"
His mind was in chaos. From the time he was a child, from the time he entered Qingyun, Tian Buyi was no different from a god in his mind. Although Tian Buyi had always treated him badly, he was always praised by his master as a young man.
Zhang Xiaofan’s greatest wish.
But at this moment, when he suddenly heard his wife say this, he couldn't believe it for a moment.
He thought for a long time on the stage, but there was a lot of discussion in the audience. After a while, even Zhang Xiaofan finally felt something was wrong: his opponent had not come yet.
Under the stage, the Nagato disciples looked especially anxious. Most people turned around and looked around. At this moment, a Nagato disciple came running quickly from a distance with an anxious look on his face. He ignored the strange looks from the people around him and rushed towards the white-bearded man.
Beside the old man, he whispered a few words hurriedly in his ear.
The white-bearded old man's face changed drastically, as if he couldn't believe it, and asked: "Seriously?"
The disciple glanced at the stage bitterly, and finally nodded heavily. The old man with the white beard suddenly turned pale and depressed, and fell down on the chair. Tian Buyi saw this, and was very surprised, and said:
"Senior Brother Fan, what happened?"
The old man with the white beard looked at him feebly, let out a long sigh, cheered up, stood up again, and said loudly: "Zhangmen disciple Chang Jian was too seriously injured in yesterday's competition and could not get up, so he gave up today's competition.
"
There was silence on and off the stage.
After a moment, the crowd was in an uproar! Even though most of the disciples of Qingyun Sect were cultivators, many people still cursed. The first reaction of the disciples of Dazhu Peak was not surprise. Instead, they all looked strange.
After looking at each other for a long time, they all shook their heads and smiled bitterly with emotion.
When the people behind them changed their expressions and the crowd was loud, Tian Buyi and Suru stood up slowly. Looking at the young apprentice who was still stunned on the stage, Suru smiled slightly and said to Tian Buyi in a low voice: "I'm sorry.
Let’s just say that your little apprentice’s luck is really not that good!”
Tian Buyi was speechless and smiled bitterly.
On this day, Zhang Xiaofan spent his time in the strange looks of others. Almost every Qingyun disciple who walked by him looked at him a few more times, as if he was a rare and exotic beast.
At the same time, at the end of the day, the results of the competition came out. Zhang Xiaofan was "lucky" to be tied for the top four with Qi Hao, Lu Xueqi, and Zeng "Net".
Qi Hao was originally the favorite to win the championship, and Lu Xueqi's popularity has been at its peak these days, but Zeng "Net" and Zhang Xiaofan's entry into the top four was beyond the expectation of most of the elders of the Qingyun Sect.
Before this, Zeng "Net" was famous as the only son of Zeng Shuchang. Although he was recognized as a young talent in the Fenghuifeng lineage, he was not very famous in the Qingyun Sect. This time he passed the test and defeated the generals with exquisite Taoism, which made everyone admire him with admiration.
In comparison, Zhang Xiaofan, standing among the four people, looked extremely eyesore.
On the ring, four people stood side by side. Master Daoxuan, the master, and Cangsong Daoist, the leader of Longshou Peak, stood in front. Daoxuan Master still had a smile on his face, and it was impossible to tell that he was worried about this big test.
The disciples were not dissatisfied when the whole army was unexpectedly wiped out.
Under the stage, nearly a thousand Qingyun disciples gathered together, and those in the front row were all the chief elders of each lineage. Suru looked at the stage and whispered to Tian Buyi: "Xiaofan looks a little nervous!"
Tian Buyi snorted and said nothing. Under the gaze of everyone, how could he not see what his wife saw? Among the four people on the stage, Qi Hao was cool and composed, Lu Xueqi was as cold as ice, Zeng "Net" also stood with a smile, and only Zhang Xiaofan stood there.
He looked straight at the ground in front of him, as if he didn't know where to put his hands, which was very embarrassing.
Master Daoxuan on the stage glanced at the four people, a smile flashed across his lips, turned around and said to the audience: "Everyone, as of today, the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition has decided on the top four disciples. Their talents are
With their extraordinary skills and exquisite Taoism, they are all the elites of our Qingyun Sect, and they shoulder the important task of prospering our Qingyun Sect in the future..."
He was only halfway through his words when suddenly a burst of laughter came from somewhere in the audience, and a moment later, the crowd of Qingyun disciples burst into laughter.
Master Daoxuan frowned, subconsciously glanced sideways at Zhang Xiaofan, the youngest of the four people behind him, and shook his head slightly. At this time, laughter continued in the audience, and the originally solemn scene became a bit funny.
Taoist Song's face turned cold, he took a step forward, his eyes were like daggers, and he swept towards the audience.
The laughter in the crowd suddenly died down. Wherever Taoist Cangsong looked, the laughter suddenly died down. After a while, the scene returned to calm. Cangsong has been in charge of the punishment of Qingyun Sect for many years, and he has great power among the disciples.
, and even beat the leader Daoxuan Zhenren.
After the scene calmed down completely, Taoist Cangsong stepped back and said to Master Daoxuan: "Brother, please."
Master Daoxuan smiled and said: "I have nothing more to say, Junior Brother Cangsong, come on!"
Cangsong Taoist nodded, turned to the audience, and said loudly: "Tomorrow's competition will be between Longshou Peak Qihao and Fenghui Peak Zeng "Net", Xiaozhu Peak Lu Xueqi vs. Dazhu Peak Zhang Xiaofan..."
Cangsong continued to speak, and the eyes of everyone in the audience were focused on him. Zhang Xiaofan only breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. He was almost breathless under the countless gazes from the audience just now.
"Why are you sweating so much?" Suddenly, Zeng "Net" whispered beside him.
Zhang Xiaofan was surprised. Ever since he unexpectedly defeated Peng Chang yesterday, Zeng "Net" had always been cold to him in front of others. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk to him. Although they had only known each other for only three days, Zhang Xiaofan had already treated him coldly.
Consider it one of your best friends.
At that moment, he secretly glanced at Zeng "Wang", only to see Zeng "Wang" standing next to him seriously, not squinting, looking at the audience with a smile on his face, as if he had not spoken at all just now.
"Idiot, don't turn around." Zeng Wang's expression did not change at all, but his lips moved slightly and said, "It's not enough that you caused me to be scolded half to death by my father!"
Zhang Xiaofan felt apologetic in his heart and quickly looked away. At the same time, he whispered: "I'm sorry. I was...well, is Senior Brother Peng okay?"
"Although Senior Brother Peng was seriously injured, he is not seriously injured. He will recover in a few days. Otherwise, how could I have let you go? But I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply."
"No, well, I didn't know what was going on at the time. It was probably Senior Brother Peng who gave in to me, and I got hot-headed and..."
"I have asked Senior Brother Peng. Although he lost, he praised you a lot and said that he cast the spell with all his strength at that time and did not allow any concessions. You don't have to take it to heart."
Zhang Xiaofan was startled again, and then said: "Then what you said about being scolded by your father..."
"Humph, it's not like Senior Brother Gao and those idiots are too talkative. They said all the things I asked Senior Brother Peng for you. Although Senior Brother Peng spoke for me, I still got scolded by my father. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here.
You behave like that in front of others."
"... "Net", I'm so sorry."
"It's a trivial matter. It's not worth mentioning. Anyway, I've been used to scolding him since I was a child. It's your luck...but I think you should be careful. In the next competition with the frost beauty of Xiaozhufeng, be careful and you will be killed with one sword."
'Tianya' was beheaded!"
Zhang Xiaofan grimaced and said in a low voice: "I also know, it would be great if I could compete with you..." He stopped mid-sentence. He and Zeng "Net" both felt a chill at the same time, and couldn't help but express their gratitude to you.
Looking around, I saw Lu Xueqi standing aside, staring at the two of them with a pair of cold eyes.
Zhang Xiaofan immediately fell silent, and Zeng "Net" also took a breath of cold air. The two of them did not dare to say anything more, and both pretended to listen attentively to Master Cangsong's lecture on the stage.
After Master Cangsong finally finished speaking, everyone dispersed, preparing for the fierce competition tomorrow. Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng "Net" came off the stage. They still felt a chill behind them, and they couldn't help but be speechless. Lu Xueqi didn't know if this was...
Coming from the extreme Arctic, just one look at it can give you chills in your heart.
He was about to say goodbye to Zeng "Net" when he turned around and glanced at Zeng "Net", but saw that Zeng "Net" suddenly had a serious face, looking at him with contempt in his eyes, and then "hum" with great disdain.
With a sound, he raised his head and left proudly. Not far away, surrounded by a group of Feng Huifeng disciples, his father was standing there looking at them.
Zhang Xiaofan gave a wry smile, turned around and walked back to where everyone was at Dazhu Peak. Tian Buyi glanced at him and said, "Go back!" Then he looked at Tian Linger and said, "Linger, come with me.
Your mother has something to say to you."
Tian Linger responded and smiled at Zhang Xiaofan before leaving.
Everyone turned back to their residence. As soon as they entered the room, everyone in Dazhu Peak immediately exploded. Wu Dayi and others were busy telling the good news to Song Daren who was lying on the bed. Lu Daxin hugged Zhang Xiaofan and laughed.
, only Du Bishu shook his head and said: "There is no justice, there is no justice..." This chapter was published by netizens www.