After a while, the old man with white beard was the first to react. He flashed his body and jumped onto the stage, coming to Chu Yuhongs side, carefully checking him all over, but found that he was intact and showed no signs of poisoning, but rather seemed to have been severely injured by the Xianjia treasure, causing intense internal shock.

  He furrowed his brow, stood up, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan, unable to help but reevaluate this young man. His gaze also happened to sweep over the black fire poker tightly grasped in Zhang Xiaofans hand.

  "You win." The old man with a white beard suppressed his doubts and said calmly.

  The disciples of Tai Xia Chuiyang Peak were in an uproar, but the fact was before their eyes, and there was nothing to say. Chu Yuhongs defeat was too inexplicable and unbelievable. It was clear that he had victory within his grasp, but suddenly a loud shout led to his defeat, which was really unacceptable.

  At this time, Zeng Shu also looked silly, but after hearing the white-haired old man say those three words, he rushed up and ran to Zhang Xiaofans side, heavily patting his shoulder and laughing loudly: "Good boy, it turns out youre hiding your true abilities!"

  Zhang Xiaofan suddenly turned his head back, his face as pale as frost, and stared at him coldly.

  Those icy but black eyes!

  Zeng Shu: "Xiao Fan, whats wrong?"

  Zhang Xiaofan was asked by him, his body shook, as if he remembered something, his eyes suddenly softened, and the strange cold feeling in his eyes also disappeared, restoring his usual feeling, seemingly still with some confusion, said: "No, nothing, Im fine, whats wrong?"

  Zeng: "Youre still asking me whats wrong, why dont you ask yourself how you won this round?"

  Zhang Xiaofan jumped in fright and exclaimed: "What? I won? I actually won?"

  Zeng Shu was even more frightened, his face turned pale, and he hastily stretched out his hand to feel his forehead, saying: "Suffering, you shouldnt have been burned by that ball of flames just now, should you?"

  Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head, and immediately saw several Chao Yangfeng disciples carrying the unconscious Chu Yuhong away in the distance, with a few of them giving him resentful glances.

  As he gazed at the people walking further and further away, Zhang Xiaofans mind replayed the scene of their earlier battle. He subconsciously lowered his head, looking at the black fire poker in his hand. The ugly short rod remained still and silent in his grasp, but to Zhang Xiaofan, this fire poker that had accompanied him for two years had never felt so strange before, as if it had returned to the valley of many years ago, rekindling a terrifying nightmare.

  "Bang", but it was Zeng Shu Shu who was standing beside Zhang Xiao Fan, staring blankly, and hit his head with the fan in her hand, saying: "What are you thinking about?"

  Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, sighed, put the fire iron into his arms and said: "Nothing, lets go. By the way, why did you come to watch me compete?"

  He glanced at the fire poker in his arms and said, "The trial hasnt started yet, I had nothing to do so I came over to watch you try out, didnt expect to see a good show. Hmm, whats that three-eyed spirit monkey of yours called again?"

  Zhang Xiaofan replied: "Xiao Hui."

  Zeng: "Right, Xiao Hui, why didnt I see you today?"

  Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "I havent seen it all morning, probably went out to play with Dahuang again."

  Zeng Shu exclaimed "Ah" and looked regretful, Zhang Xiaofan saw it and couldnt help but wonder if this guy came to challenge himself, or was he actually here to see Xiao Hui?

  "Wow!"

  In the distance, a loud commotion suddenly came, and the two of them, even though they were far away, could hear it clearly. They looked up to see that in the distance, the disciples of Qingyunmen were surrounding the "Qian" platform, with exclamations of surprise rising and falling.

  Zhang Xiaofan hadnt reacted yet, when Zeng said: "Oh no, oh no! I was so busy looking at you that I forgot the most important thing!" He then pulled Zhang Xiaofan and took off running.

  Zhang Xiaofan didnt understand what was going on and asked while running: "Whats wrong?"

  Zeng: "Thats where 6 Snowy is competing!"

  Zhang Xiaofan couldnt help but smile, and at the same time, he felt a hint of emotion in his heart. He looked up at this friend whom he had known for only two days, and saw that earlier on the cold and empty stage, he couldnt see any of his fellow disciples or seniors, but there was only this person standing alone under the stage where the Chao Yang Peak disciples were gathered.

  A warmth rose from deep within his heart.

  "Thank you for coming over to see me earlier, Master Zeng."

  Zeng Shu Shu, who was running quickly, slowed down and looked back at Zhang Xiao Fan with a smile: "Hehe, its nothing, if youre too touched, why dont you just take Xiaohui"

  "Lets hurry up and go!"

  Zeng Shu shook his head and ran after Zhang Xiaofan, who was running as fast as the wind, muttering to himself.

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  Two people ran to the nearby place, but saw a group of Qingyun disciples scattered around. Many people were excited and arguing with each other about something. They looked up at the stage, only to see that there was no one on it, but the wooden stage was scarred all over, apparently the competition had already ended.

  Zeng Shus eyes rolled around, and he pulled Zhang Xiaofan to the left and right, weaving in and out of the crowd. In an instant, he found his target - that group of Feng Hui Peak disciples.

  Zeng Shu quickly leaned in, and those Feng Hui Peak disciples looked at him and burst out laughing. Among them, a tall Han man who had some impression of Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said: "Junior brother, didnt you say you must see Xue Qi? How come you ran away without a trace?"

  "Hey, isnt this, uh, isnt something important? Right, quickly tell me how it went?"

  A man with thick eyebrows beside him said: "No need to say, its already known that Tianyu is here. Even if its Duan Lei, the master of Changmen Tongtian Peak, he wont be a match for him!"

  "Even Lian Duan Shixiong lost to her?"

  Zhang Xiaofan asked Zeng on the side: "Is that Duan Lei Shixiong very powerful?"

  Zeng: "Yes, Duan Lei is a very outstanding figure in the Longmen in recent years. This time, the voice of his winning the championship at the Seven Veins Conference is also very high."

  That tall man shook his head and said, "Whats the use of that? Didnt you see, the power of the Tianyue Divine Sword is really too great. The blue light flashed a few times, and with a few clangs, Duan Lei Shixiong was defeated." He seemed to be unsatisfied with what he had just said, let out a sigh, and continued, "Even if I told you, you wouldnt believe it. In the end, Xue Qi still didnt draw the Tianyue Divine Sword out of its scabbard."

  "Then whats the point of competing? Who can be her opponent?"

  The tall man shook his head and said, "Thats not entirely true. A divine object like Tianyue, even if it doesnt leave its scabbard, has roughly the same power. But that Xueqi, with her cultivation in the Taoist way, is truly exceptional."

  Zeng: "Elder Brother Gao, how did you know?"

  Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the tall man and thought to himself, "This surname is indeed well-deserved." The tall monk then said, "I also heard it from our master."

  "Is that my dad?"

  "Indeed, earlier when you werent here, Master also came to take a look. In the end, he muttered to himself and said that this woman has probably cultivated Taiji Xuanqing Dao to above the eighth level of Yuqing Realm, and its even possible she has reached the ninth level."

  Zeng Shus face changed color, stunned on the spot, unable to speak for a moment. Zhang Xiaofan found it strange in his heart, feeling that Zeng Shu had clearly said from their first meeting that he didnt care about the outcome of the trial, but somehow seemed very concerned.

  At this time, the sound of bells and drums came from afar. It seemed that someone was trying to test the people on Fenghui Peak led by High Master. They all walked towards the source of the sound. Zhang Xiaofan saw Zeng Shu still standing in place and went over to pull him along.

  "Its all over, were completely hopeless now."

  Zhang Xiaofan didnt care at all and said: "Its over, its over. By the way, havent you tried yet?"

  Zeng: "I havent started yet, but its also time to pass, where are you going?"

  Zhang Xiaofan thought for a moment and said: "I want to go over and inform Master and Mistress, although I won by luck."

  "Then come find me when youre free."

  Zhang Xiaofan nodded and responded with a sound, and the two parted ways.

  Zhang Xiaofan turned around and walked towards the other end of the crowd, listening to the disciples of Qingyun talking about the battle between Xue Qi and Duan Lei earlier. After searching for half a day, Zhang Xiaofan finally found Da Zhu Feng and his group in the west, but from afar, he saw that Tian Bu Yis face was filled with anger, his complexion pale. Zhang Xiaofan had always been afraid of Tian Bu Yi, so he quietly walked over, Tian Bu Yi glanced at him, then turned his eyes away, not even asking about the outcome.

  Su Ru and Tian Linger, as well as several other disciples of Da Zhu Feng, were all present, but only the eldest brother Song Da Ren was missing. Zhang Xiao Fan glanced at everyone and saw that Tian Linger was fine, but the faces of his fellow brothers were filled with despair, so he quietly asked Du Bi beside him: "Sixth Brother, whats wrong?"

  Du Bi Shu glanced at Tian Bu Yi and saw that he didnt seem to be paying attention, so he whispered: "Just now, except for Big Brother Master, we all had a try, but only Little Sister Master won. Master is getting angry."

  Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and didnt know what to say for a while.

  Su Rou stood aside, seeing the disciples trembling with fear, Tian Bu Yis face was ashen, shaking his head and sighing, he spoke in a warm tone to Zhang Xiao Fan who had just returned: "Xiao Fan, youre back, whats the outcome?"

  Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Masters wife, I...I won by luck."

  Su Rou: "Oh, its okay, losing is just losing, lets just consider it a lesson learned." Her voice suddenly became softer, looking at Zhang Xiaofan, she asked in surprise: "What did you just say?"

  Everyone, including Tian Bu Yi, turned their heads to look at Zhang Xiao Fan. Zhang Xiao Fans face reddened, but for the first time in his life under everyones gaze, especially under Tian Ling Ers surprised gaze beside Su Rou, he felt a thrill of vanity and slightly raised his voice, looking at Tian Bu Yi, saying: "Master, Masters wife, I just barely won."

  Everyone was shocked and amazed.

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  Everyone gathered under the "Kun" position stage, watching Song Darens final match today. On the stage, Song Daren and his opponent were fighting fiercely, with the giant sword body of the "Ten Tigers" Xianjian seeming to transform into countless ferocious giant tigers in mid-air, shaking the earth with a deafening roar, each sword strike cutting straight at his opponent, gaining the upper hand.

  However, under the stage, the crowd was still unable to accept the fact that Zhang Xiaofan had said, despite their excitement.

  "Little brother, are you saying that in the previous match, you were originally going to lose, but unexpectedly, your opponent, Chu Yuhong, suddenly fell ill and fainted with a face full of blood?"

  "Yes, Fourth Brother, you and Second Brother, Third Brother, Fifth Brother have all asked me twenty-two times already, why are you still asking? Sixth Brother, please advise them for me, everything I said is true."

  Du Bi Shu: "Younger brother, are you saying that in the previous match, you were originally going to lose, but unexpectedly, your opponent, Chu Yu Hong, suddenly fell ill and vomited blood all over his face before fainting?"

  Zhang Xiaofan covered his head and groaned: "Yes, its the 23rd time."

  Tian Linger scolded from the side, "What are you doing, pressuring him like this? Xiao Fan wont lie." As she said this, she also shook her head and said, "However, Xiao Fan, with luck as good as yours, isnt it a bit excessive? No wonder others dont believe it."

  Zhang Xiaofan was speechless.

  Listening to the chatter of his disciples behind him, Tian Bu Yi and Su Rou still looked at the stage. After a moment, Su Rou suddenly said in a low voice, "What do you think?"

  Tian didnt wrinkle his brow and countered: "You say he won because of his skills, do you believe that?"

  Su Ru smiled and said: "Our disciples luck is really not ordinary!"

  Tian hummed softly.

  "Boom!" A loud roar, Song Daren let out a loud shout on stage. The Ten Tigers Divine Sword Huang Mang pierced the sky, almost dazzling peoples eyes, like splitting mountains and seas, with an invincible momentum, killing his opponent. The opponent finally couldnt withstand it, was knocked down by this enormous power, spitting blood flying backward.

  Everyone at Da Zhu Peak cheered and applauded, and Tian Bu Yis face finally revealed a hint of a smile.

  Song Daren stepped down from the stage and returned to the crowd, first greeting Tian Buyi and Su Ru, then receiving warm congratulations from everyone.

  "Hehe, lucky indeed! Sixth junior brother, dont be so mushy! Oh, little junior brother is back too. How was the outcome today? Didnt get hurt anywhere, did you? Sigh... looking at you like this, listen to big senior brothers words: your cultivation is still shallow, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, dont take winning or losing to heart... why are all of you staring at me like that?"

  Tian didnt easily turn around and walk away, Su Rou smiled at this big apprentice and followed him. Song Da Ren was confused and asked the crowd: "Whats going on?"

  Tian Linger walked up to him and said it again. Song Daren turned his head around in disbelief, while Zhang Xiaofan cowered slightly and said, "Big Brother Master, I know that my good luck isnt a good thing, but things are just like this, and I also cant do anything about it."

  Song Darens eyes widened: "Younger brother, are you saying that in the previous match, you were originally going to lose, but unexpectedly, the other guy named Chu Yuhong suddenly fell ill, bleeding profusely from his face and then fainted?"

  Zhang Xiaofan fell down in despair.

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  By the end of this day, only sixteen people from Qingyunmens Seven Veins Sect were still participating in the trial. Unexpectedly, Dazhu Peak, which had been declining, occupied three places among them, far surpassing previous years. Regardless of the internal situation, Tianyis face was beaming with pride as he faced outsiders, and his smile was evident to all the disciples, who whispered to each other in private discussions.

  Du Bishu: "You see Masters happy look, now he can hold his head high and breathe a sigh of relief."

  "Wu Dayi: Who says its not? Eldest Master Brother and Little Master Sister indeed gave him an old face."

  He Da Zhi: "To be honest, my junior sister is young, but shes more promising than me, this fourth senior brother. Her future prospects are boundless."

  "Hey, dont forget about Little Shidi too, hes also made it into the third round."

  Du Bi Shu: "Or we can make a bet again, to see how likely it is that Little Brother will pass this level. Do you dare to place a bet?"

  Wu Deyi, He Dazhi, Zheng Dalie, Lü Daxin: "I bet he loses! Double or nothing!"

  "Cough cough, eh? Walking and walking, where did Big Brother Master go? Ah, Little Brother? Little Sister? Whats going on, where did everyone go?"

  He Daizhi thought for a moment and said: "I dont know about the little Shidi and the little Shimu, but as for the big Shixiong, I have guessed a few possibilities."

  Everyone looked at each other and said in unison: "Little Zhufeng Wen Mingshi Jie!"

  Song Darens eldest son suddenly shook his body inexplicably, and Wen Mian saw it with her own eyes, feeling very strange, saying: "Whats wrong with you?"

  Song Daren furrowed his brow and said, "I dont know, I suddenly felt a chill on my body."

  Wen Min shot him a glance and scolded: "You shouldnt be feeling guilty for being a thief, should you?"

  Song Daren immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, saying repeatedly: "Theres no such thing, theres no such thing!"

  Wen Mins face relaxed slightly, but she still hummed and said, "Then what did you sneak into my little bamboo peak female disciples room to do?"

  A burst of laughter came from beside him, and Song Daren looked around awkwardly. At this time, the trial had ended, and most of the female disciples of Xiao Zhu Feng had returned, each with a smile on their faces, looking at him with great interest. Song Darens face turned slightly red, and he changed the subject, saying: "Oh, why havent I seen my little junior sister?"

  Wen Mian smiled and said: "Your little junior sister is naturally beautiful and has a lively personality, so she was invited out by someone long ago."

  Song Daren was startled and asked: "What? Who was invited out?"

  Wen Mian shook his head and didnt speak, but said: "If you see your Linger Shimei, advise her to be careful tomorrow."

  Song Daren mentioned Tian Linger, and he didnt feel as awkward facing Wen Mian alone. His words became more fluent, and he furrowed his brow, saying: "I know that tomorrow, Little Shifu will be competing with Xue Qi, the sixth disciple of Xiaozhu Peak. Our two sects have always been on good terms, so there shouldnt be any problems. Besides, the Seven Sects martial arts competition is just a test to hone each others skills."

  Wen Min glanced at him and said lightly, "Your masters wife, Su Shu, is naturally very close to my master, but my master has always been displeased with your master. Im afraid that even now, he still blames your master for eloping with our Su Shu!"

  Song Daren was taken aback, and just as he was about to say something else, he saw Wen Mian glance at the young female disciples of Zhuge Peak again. He saw that all the women had quieted down and were staring in this direction. Song Daren asked in surprise: "Whats going on?"

  Wen Min looked at him, seemingly hesitating for a moment before saying: "Song Shixiong, Sixth Shijie is different from us. She has an eccentric personality, but Shifu dotes on her dearly. Once we step onto the arena, anything can happen."

  Song Darens face changed, and he said, "What?"

  Wen Min closed her mouth and didnt say another word.