The next day, the sun rose as usual, and the people of Dazhu Peak came to the square, only to find that four of the original eight arenas had been dismantled, leaving the remaining ones arranged in the east, south, west, and north directions.

  Tian Ye and Su Rou walked ahead, Zhang Xiaofans injuries seemed to have healed overnight, walking among the crowd, he had never received such attention before, he looked a bit surprised, turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Sixth brother, is Big Brothers injury very serious? How did it get to the point where he cant move?"

  Du Bi: "Master told Eldest Brother this morning that his duel with Chang Mens Zhang Jian Shi Xiong was too intense, and since they were both main attackers and defenders, they ended up mutually wounded, damaging their meridians. Im afraid it will affect their cultivation."

  Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said, "Even if Master Duan cant defeat him, Im even more likely to be defeated by him today when I compare with Chang Jian Shixiong, isnt that right? Isnt it?"

  Du Bi: "If it were according to common sense, it would be like this, but just following common sense, in the past two days when you tried out, most of your senior brothers lost to you!"

  Zhang Xiaofan was speechless and could only shut his mouth.

  Under the largest arena in the north, it was crowded with people. It goes without saying that Liu Xueqi was competing there today. Tian Nanyi glanced over and snorted, having no good feelings towards the person who had defeated his daughter. He led his disciples to the western arena.

  Not having walked for a few steps, Zhang Xiaofans body shook and he saw a group of people walking over from the slope. They were surrounding an old man with a dignified appearance, and beside him was none other than Zeng Shu Shu. Behind them, there were about a hundred disciples of Feng Hui Peak following closely. Zhang Xiaofan saw Gao Shi Xiongs group but did not see Peng Chang anywhere.

  As if noticing Zhang Xiaofans searching gaze, the two parties brushed past each other, and Zeng said: "Brother Peng hasnt arrived, hes recovering from his injuries in his residence!"

  Zhang Xiaofan forced a smile, but saw that Zeng Shus face was stern, and the gaze that looked over was also icy cold.

  The elderly man who led the way was naturally Zeng Shu, the former master of Fenghui Peak. He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and Zhang Xiaofan felt that although the old mans gaze had no sharpness, it was extremely profound, as if he could see into his deepest heart with just one glance.

  He involuntarily shrank back a little, just then, only to hear Tian Naye say: "Hello, Master Zeng."

  Zeng Shu often replied: "Tian Shi Xiong is good, I heard that a talented person named Zhang Xiaofan has emerged from your school, with strange and special Taoist skills. Yesterday, he had a trial with my useless disciple Peng Chang, and was seriously injured and on the verge of death."

  Zhang Xiaofans face changed color and he exclaimed: "What? Brother Peng is injured that severely?"

  As soon as this was said, the disciples under Feng Huis gate were in an uproar, thinking that this person was really vicious and had hurt someone while pretending to be surprised, showing himself to be heartless or mocking Peng Chang.

  Zeng Shus eyes flashed with anger, but facing his junior, he could only force a cold smile and say to Tian Nanyi: "Tian Shixiong, youve taught a good disciple!"

  Tian Bu Yi originally had a frown on his face, thinking that Zhang Xiao Fan was too reckless with his words. But after hearing Zeng Shu Changs comment, he seemed to have some sarcastic meaning. Tian Bu Yi was naturally proud and protective of his own, so he immediately smiled at Zeng Shu Chang and said: "Where, where, Master Zeng is overpraising me. Xiao Fan, come and greet Master Zeng."

  Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, but Zeng Shus face changed, and he coldly said, "No need." He then turned and left.

  Zeng Shu said: "I didnt expect you to be so deep and hidden, I even asked Master Peng to spare your life, but it turns out that it was a mistake."

  Zhang Xiaofans heart skipped a beat, and he said, "I didnt"

  He had only spoken halfway when Zeng Shu had already turned around and walked away, with the people from Fenghui Peak following closely behind. The eyes that looked back were all cold, and Zhang Xiaofan felt a pang in his heart. Just then, he suddenly saw Gao Shi walking past him in the crowd, but unexpectedly, he winked at him.

  Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, but Gao Shixiong had already walked away.

  Tian Bu Yi glanced at the crowd with a cold smile, and with a wave of his hand, he led the group towards the western arena where todays trial was being held. As they approached, the crowd realized that this place was also surrounded by 200 people, all eager to watch. It seemed that apart from the Snowy Peak arena, this was the most lively spot in the Cloud Sea Square.

  Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath in and whispered to his senior brother beside him, "With so many people, isnt that Chang Jian Shixiong very formidable?"

  Everyone laughed, and He Dazhi said seriously: "Its not necessary to mention that Master Changs moral integrity is high, but I think most of these people are here to see you, little brother!"

  Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and exclaimed: "How...how is this possible?"

  He Daizhi snorted, saying: "As of today, the Seven Veins Gathering has only eight people left. Among them, you are the biggest dark horse. Who wouldnt want to see if you have grown several mouths or hands?"

  Zhang Xiaofan was speechless.

  Tian Bu Yi led the crowd down to the stage, and along the way, they saw that they were from the Da Zhu Peak faction. The crowd parted to make way for them. Tian Bu Yi looked around and saw that there were many Longmen disciples in the surrounding crowd, probably because todays trial included Longmens Chang Jian, so more Longmen disciples came to watch. However, he didnt see many Longmen elders, and Qingyunmens leader, Dao Xuan Zhenren, was not here either.

  Tian did not wrinkle his brow and whispered to Su Rou beside him, "Why didnt the Master come? Are there any other disciples in the Long Gate who want to try?"

  Su Rou shook her head and said: "Its all gone, I dont know what happened this year, the disciples of Changmen are not very good at it, now only Changjian is left."

  Tian didnt hesitate, walking down to the center of the stage, where five or six chairs were placed, but only one old man with a white beard was sitting there. Seeing Tian and others arrive, the old man also stood up.

  Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback and recognized that the old man with a white beard was the one who sat under the stage when he had a contest with Chu Yuhong two days ago.

  That old man with a white beard obviously also remembered Zhang Xiaofan, his eyes drifted to Zhang Xiaofan for a moment before turning to Tian Naiyi and saying: "Brother Tian, I didnt expect that your disciple would turn out to be so talented this year."

  Tian Bu Yi seemed to have a good relationship with the old man, and he smiled, saying: "Brother Fan is overpraising me, please sit down."

  At this time, the bell rang behind the stage, and Tian Bu Yi turned his head to Zhang Xiao Fan and said: "Old Seventh, you go on stage."

  Hundreds of eyes in the venue suddenly swept over, falling on Zhang Xiaofans body. Zhang Xiaofan had never been stared at by so many people in his life, his face flushed with heat, and he responded with a "yes". As he spoke, he turned his head and didnt dare to look back, walking towards the stage.

  They hadnt walked far when Su Rou stopped him, Zhang Xiaofan was somewhat surprised and asked: "Shifu, whats wrong?"

  Su Rou smiled slightly, but her face showed concern, saying: "Does your injury still hurt?"

  Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "Master treated me with his own hands before, and Im almost fully recovered."

  Su Rou shook her head and said, "External injuries are easy to deal with, but internal ones take longer. Xiao Fan, the person youre competing with today, Chang Jian, is not someone to be underestimated. Your senior brothers cultivation was defeated by him, and even if he had won, it wouldnt have been a good outcome. With your half-baked cultivation, Im afraid you still wont be able to handle it. Dont try to force it later on, if you cant do it then admit defeat, dont take any more risks and get hurt again, got it?"

  Zhang Xiaofan felt a warmth in his heart, but he didnt nod and only muttered: "Master will be angry"

  Su Ru smiled and shook her head, saying: "Silly child, dont worry and go, your master will be worried about you before its too late."

  Zhang Xiaofans head rang loudly, and he immediately turned his head to look at Tian Buyi, but saw that Tian Buyi was chatting and laughing with the old man surnamed Fan, not even glancing in this direction.

  Su Rou gently patted his head and said, "Go."

  Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked onto the stage, standing alone on it, but in his mind still echoing Su Rous words: "Your master is heartbroken for you and youre not even aware of it yet!"

  His mind was in a state of confusion, from the time he was young to the present day, since entering Qingyun, Tianyi had been like a god in his eyes, although Tianyi had always treated him poorly, but being able to get Masters approval had always been Zhang Xiaofans greatest wish.

  But at this moment, he suddenly heard his teachers wife say this, and he didnt dare to believe it for a while.

  He stood on the stage for a long time, but below the stage was a flurry of discussion. After a while, even Zhang Xiaofan felt that something was wrong: his opponent had not arrived until now.

  Under the stage, among the Longmen disciples, some people were particularly anxious, and many turned their heads to look around. At this moment, a Longmen disciple rushed over from afar, his face anxious, without noticing the strange gazes of those around him, and hastily said a few words in the ear of the white-bearded old man.

  The old man with a white beard changed his face greatly, as if he couldnt believe it, and asked: "Really?"

  That disciple looked up at the stage with a hateful gaze, but finally nodded heavily. The old man with white beard suddenly turned pale, his face filled with despair, and sat down in the chair. Tian Bu Yi saw it in his eyes, was very surprised, and said: "Master Fan, whats wrong?"

  The old man with a white beard looked at him weakly, let out a long sigh, and stood up again, saying in a loud voice: "Changmen disciple Chang Jian, due to being severely injured during yesterdays trial, is unable to get up and will forfeit todays trial."

  On stage and off, all was quiet.

  After a moment, the crowd erupted in an uproar! Although many of the Qingyunmen disciples were cultivators, there were still quite a few who cursed out loud. However, the reaction from the Dazhu Peak sect was not one of surprise, but rather each and every one of them had a strange expression on their face, exchanging awkward glances with one another. It wasnt until much later that they shook their heads in dismay, sighing with a mix of emotions.

  As the crowd behind them was filled with countless expressions and voices, Tian Bu Yi and Su Rou slowly stood up, looking at their little disciple who was still in a daze on stage. Su Rou smiled slightly and whispered to Tian Bu Yi: "Ive said it before, this little disciples luck is really not ordinary!"

  The fields are hard to cultivate, and I am speechless with a bitter smile.

  On this day, Zhang Xiaofan spent the whole day under the strange gaze of others. Almost every Qingyun disciple who walked past him would take a few more glances at him, as if he were some kind of rare and exotic beast. At the same time, the results of the trial came out, and Zhang Xiaofan "fortunately" tied with Qi Huan, Xue Qi, and Zeng Shu Shu to become one of the four strongest.

  Zi Huan was originally the biggest favorite to win, and Xue Qis popularity has been soaring in recent days. However, Zeng Shu Shu and Zhang Xiao Fan making it into the top four was beyond the expectations of most of the Qing Yun Men elders. Prior to this, Zeng Shu Shu was known as the only son of Zeng Shu Chang, although he was recognized as a young talent in the Feng Hui Peak faction, he wasnt particularly well-known within the Qing Yun Men. This time, his outstanding performance and mastery of Taoist magic have earned him a newfound respect from everyone. In comparison, Zhang Xiao Fan standing among the four of them seems extremely out of place.

  On the stage, four people stood side by side, with Daoxuan Zhenren and Longfeng Zuo Cangsong Daoren standing at the front. Daoxuan Zhenrens face still wore a smile, and it was impossible to see that he was dissatisfied with the unexpected defeat of the Changmen disciples in this grand trial.

  Below the stage, nearly a thousand Qingyunmen disciples gathered together, with the front row seated being the various veins elder leaders. Su Rou looked at the stage and whispered to Tian Naiyi: "Xiao Fan seems a bit nervous!"

  Tian didnt make a sound, and didnt say anything. Under the gaze of everyone, his wife saw how he couldnt help but look at him, on the stage, four people, Qi Huan was calm and composed, Xue Qi was cold as ice, Zeng Shu also stood with a smile, only Zhang Xiaofan stood in place, staring straight at the ground in front of him, his hands seemingly unsure of where to put them, looking very embarrassed.

  The Taoist priest looked at the four of them with a glance, and a hint of a smile flashed across his mouth. He turned around to face the audience below and said: "Everyone, as of today, the Seven Veins Gathering has already determined the top four disciples. They are all exceptionally talented, their skills are exquisite, and they are all elites within the Qingyun Sect, shouldering the heavy responsibility of making our sect glorious in the future." He had only spoken halfway when suddenly a burst of laughter came from an unknown location below the stage, followed by a wave of laughter erupting from the crowd of Qingyun disciples.

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren furrowed his brow, subconsciously glancing at Zhang Xiao Fan, the youngest of the four people behind him, and slightly shook his head. At this time, laughter erupted from below the stage, and the originally solemn atmosphere became somewhat comical. Standing aside, Cang Song Dao Rens face turned cold, he took a step forward, his eyes gleaming like knives, scanning the area below the stage.

  The laughter in the crowd suddenly subsided, and wherever Cang Songs gaze fell, the laughter was extinguished. In an instant, the scene returned to calmness. Cang Song had been in charge of Qing Yun Mens punishment for many years, and his prestige among the disciples was even more formidable than that of the sect leader, Dao Xuan Zhen Ren.

  After the scene had completely calmed down and Daotai Zhenren had retreated, Cang Song said to Daoxuan Zhenren: "Elder Master, please."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren smiled and said: "I dont have anything else to say either. Brother Cang Song, you come."

  Cang Song Dao Ren nodded, turned to the stage below and said in a loud voice: "Tomorrows competition will be Long Feng Qi Huang against Feng Hui Feng Zeng Shu Shu, Xiao Zhu Feng Xue Qi against Da Zhu Feng Zhang Xiao Fan."

  Cang Song continued to speak, and the eyes of the people below the stage were all focused on him. Zhang Xiaofan didnt breathe a sigh of relief until now, earlier, under the gaze of countless eyes from below the stage, he almost couldnt catch his breath.

  "How did you sweat so much?" Suddenly, Zeng.

  Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback. Since his unexpected victory over Peng Chang yesterday, Zeng Shu had been cold and distant towards him in front of others. He hadnt expected him to take the initiative to talk to him. Although they had only known each other for three days, Zhang Xiaofan already considered him one of his good friends.

  At this moment, he secretly took a glance at Zeng Shu, but saw that Zeng Shu was standing beside him with a serious expression, not looking sideways, smiling and watching the audience below, as if nothing had been said just now.

  "Dummy, dont turn your head around." Zeng Shus facial expression didnt change at all, only his lips moved slightly as he said, "Isnt it enough that you got me scolded to death by my old man?"

  Zhang Xiaofan felt embarrassed, quickly shifted his gaze away and whispered: "Sorry about that, I was just... uh, is Brother Peng okay?"

  "Although Brother Peng was seriously injured, hes not in any great danger and will recover after a few days of rest. Otherwise, I wouldnt have let you off so easily. But I didnt expect that you were actually hiding your true abilities."

  "No, alas, I didnt know what was going on at the time either. It was probably because Master Peng yielded to me and I got carried away for a moment."

  "Ive asked Peng Shixiong about it, and although he lost, he had many good things to say about you. He said that at the time, he used all his strength and didnt hold back, so you dont need to worry about it."

  Zhang Xiaofan was shocked again and immediately asked: "Then what you said about being scolded by your father?"

  "Hmph, its all because of those stupid brothers of yours who cant keep their mouths shut. They told everyone about how I begged Brother Peng on your behalf back then. Even though Brother Peng spoke up for me, I still got scolded by Father. Otherwise, I wouldnt have acted that way towards you in front of others."

  "Im really sorry about this."

  "Its just a small matter, not worth mentioning. Anyway, Ive been scolding him since he was young. But your luck is really not good, youd better be careful yourself. In the next match against Xiao Zhufeng and that icy beauty, be careful or youll be cut down by Tian Quan with just one sword!"

  Zhang Xiaofans face turned sour, and he said in a low voice: "I also know that if it were just you and me competing, it would be fine." He stopped halfway through his sentence, and both he and Zeng Shushu felt a chill run down their spines. They couldnt help but glance to the side, only to see Xue Qi standing nearby, her icy gaze fixed on them without either of them noticing when she had started staring.

  Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly as silent as a cicada in winter, and Zeng Shu also took a deep breath of cool air. The two did not dare to speak again, and they both put on a serious listening attitude, listening to the lecture given by Cang Song Dao Ren on the stage.

  Finally, after a great deal of difficulty, the Taoist priest finished speaking and the crowd dispersed to prepare for tomorrows martial arts competition. Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng Shu descended from the stage, still feeling a chill on their backs, and couldnt help but feel a sense of trepidation in their hearts. This Liu Xueqi was unfathomable, and with just one glance, she could make people feel cold to the bone, as if she had come from the extreme north ice fields.

  He was about to leave with Zeng Bie, when he turned his head to take a glance at Zeng Shu Shu, only to see Zeng Shu Shu suddenly turn stern, her eyes filled with disdain as she looked at him. Then, with a loud snort, she turned on her heel and proudly walked away. Not far off, under the encirclement of a group of Feng Hui Peak disciples, his father was standing there watching them.

  Zhang Xiaofan sighed and turned back to the crowd at Dazhu Peak. Tian Buyi glanced at him and said, "Lets go back." He then looked at Tian Linger and said, "Linger, come over here for a moment, I have something to say to you with your mother."

  Tian Linger responded with a sound and smiled at Zhang Xiaofan before leaving.

  Everyone returned to their homes, and as soon as they entered the room, Da Zhu Fengs people suddenly boiled over. Wu Da Yi and others were busy telling the good news to Song Da Ren who was lying in bed. Lü Da Xin picked up Zhang Xiao Fan and laughed loudly, while only Du Bi said: "This is unreasonable! This is unreasonable!"