He took the wine handed to him and drank it down in one gulp. He snorted and sneered: "What did I tell Qin Fan before? As long as he doesn't come on stage and a big disciple comes up, I'll kill one of them!"
"Senior Brother Zhao, you are really powerful. You really have the right to speak. No one dares to listen to your words. Even Ji Feng listens to your words!" Several disciples hurriedly flattered you.
Zhao Lang tilted his head and glanced at the few tianguos in front of him, and he laughed very arrogantly.
"I, Zhao Lang, want to win the championship. If anyone dares to confront me, I will make his life worse than death!"
Arrogance rises again!
The day's game is over.
night.
Qin Fan and the disciples from Dahou Mountain first buried Sun Youlin, and then went to see Senior Brother Zhang's injuries.
Two disciples came on stage today, one died and the other was seriously injured.
This is really too miserable for them.
Moreover, looking at the competition among the disciples from other branch schools, we can see that they really hit the mark.
Only to deal with his big back mountain, this is to kill him.
Qin Fan asked for some elixirs from Mr. Chen and gave them to Senior Brother Zhang to swallow. Then he came out and went directly to his master's room.
Knock on the door.
Qin Fan called Master.
At this moment, Taoist Yugan was sitting on the bed quite depressed. Thinking of the blow he suffered at the scene today, he was really angry.
As soon as he heard Qin Fan's voice, he shouted to come in.
Qin Fan walked in and saw his master's expression of disappointment. He immediately stepped forward and knelt down.
"Are you here again trying to persuade me to participate in the competition?" Taoist Yugan said.
Qin Fan nodded, "Master, we can't let other brothers come on stage. They'll kill each one of them. We can't just watch them die anymore!"
Taoist Yugan snorted, "Do you think you can't avoid being beaten to death if you go up there?"
Qin Fan shook his head, his eyes flickering firmly, he shook his head and said: "Master, disciples are not afraid! Even if they are really beaten to death, the disciples will not hesitate!"
Upon hearing what Qin Fan said, Taoist Yugan shook his head sadly.
He sighed and said: "Qin Fan is not cruel as a teacher, as you have seen, they are the only ones who are so deadly to our Dahou Mountain, and those few court envoys know it and don't care.
Zhao Lang is targeting you, and my teacher is worried that you will be beaten to death by Zhao Lang as soon as you come to power!"
"Disciple, don't be afraid. Please ask Master to let the disciples come on stage. We really can't watch our fellow disciples being beaten to death!" Qin Fan kowtowed with his fists in his hands.
Taoist Yugan sighed, thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, Qin Fan, I still can't let you go!"
In fact, in his heart, Qin Fan's weight was much heavier than that of other disciples.
And to be selfish, he still hopes to rely on Qin Fan to shine in the mountains.
If Qin Fan is beaten to death by Zhao Lang, no one will really be able to count on him!
No one has the ability to shine in the back mountain!
Therefore, he would rather let other disciples come to the stage, even if they die, than let Qin Fan die.
"Master!" Qin Fan shouted in a deep voice, "Just let the disciples come on stage!"
Suddenly, Qin Fan turned his head and shouted toward the door, "Come in!"
Suddenly the crazy old man came in.
Following the crazy old man was Mr. Chen.
Qin Fan called two heavyweights at once!
Taoist Yugan was startled, and he quickly stood up and respectfully called Mr. Chen, why are you two here?
The crazy old man was very carefree. He walked over and let out an ouch, stretched out his hand and pushed Taoist Yugan away.
He sat on the bed by himself, crossed his legs, stretched out his hands to rub his toes, and said angrily: "Old Master Yugan, you are too stubborn, why are you so stubborn!"
Mr. Chen stepped forward, gentle and elegant, stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "Yes, the leader of Yugan, Pindao also heard about what happened in the martial arts competition today. Not to mention the heavy losses in Dahoushan, and he was humiliated in public.
In fact, there is absolutely no need for you to do this, let Qin Fan do it!"
Taoist Yugan sighed and waved his hands and said: "You don't know, there is nothing I can do about it. Zhao Lang's disciple Chen Lao must also know that he is really terrible in cultivation.
Although Qin Fan has made rapid progress in cultivation now, he is no match for Zhao Lang after all, and he will be destined to die!"
The crazy old man suddenly became unhappy. He stepped forward and grabbed Taoist Yugan's shoulder and squeezed it!
"Oh, oh, oh, please be gentle!" Taoist Yugan hurriedly waved his hands and shouted.
"Old man, let go of my master!" Qin Fan shouted.
The crazy old man smiled at Qin Fan, nodded and said yes, then let go of Taoist Yugan.
Then he patted Taoist Yugan on the shoulder and said: Stubborn old Taoist, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Let me tell you this. In fact, you have always underestimated Qin Fan's strength. This kid is still good.
So, just let him play. If he is really beaten to death, it will be his life.
But if by luck, Zhao Lang is killed, wouldn’t it be like becoming famous in one battle?”
Beat Zhao Lang to death?
Taoist Yugan tilted his head to look at Qin Fan, shook his head and said it was impossible!
Qin Fan: "..."
He wondered why Master had so little confidence in him!
At this time, Mr. Chen stepped forward and said: "Chief Yugan, we all know that you feel sorry for this kid Qin Fan, but Qin Fan does have some skills. You should let him go on the field. Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. You can't escape what it is!"
Taoist Yugan remained silent.
In fact, he is very confused now.
Seeing two disciples lose their lives today, it was a lie that he didn't feel sad.
If Qin Fan came to power, this would definitely not happen, but he was cautious by nature and worried that Qin Fan would be killed if he came to power.
So he was very confused!
Now that the two old guys said this, Taoist Yuqian thought about it again, and finally nodded and said: "Well, in that case, let Qin Fan come on stage and give it a try!"
Master really?
Qin Fan suddenly became excited.
He thought to himself, if he had known that these two were so persuasive, he would have let them come.
At this time, Taoist Yugan glanced at Qin Fan, shook his head and said: "But we can't go up now, and we can't take the stage now. There are regulations in the Xingdao Academy martial arts tournament. If the eight participating disciples from the branch academy lose five in a row, then You can replace a disciple!"
Qin Fan was stunned, "Master, so I can only go on stage until five senior brothers appear?"
That's right, Taoist Yugan looked at Qin Fan and patted Qin Fan on the shoulder, "So, Qin Fan, if you come on stage, you must give Dahoushan credit!"
Qin Fan nodded and said yes.
"Okay, let's take a look at these two days of competition first!" Taoist Yugan said.
The worry in his eyes still hasn't faded away.
He was really worried that if Qin Fan and the other disciples who had not yet come to the stage were beaten to death and maimed, then he, as the master, would have really done a great sin!
After coming out of the room, Qin Fan thanked Mr. Chen and the crazy old man.
Mr. Chen gave a bitter smile.
He patted Qin Fan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Qin Fan, your master is right, Zhao Lang should not be underestimated. He is very ruthless and vows to kill you, so you must be careful when the time comes. I will come over to protect you." Come on, cheer me up!"
Mr. Chen has never participated in such a martial arts competition, and he will not go to watch it, but he still wants to see Qin Fan's performance on the stage!
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. I will definitely pay back all the humiliation I suffered today. I will treat them how they treat my senior brother!" Qin Fan said with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. (To be continued.