Master, love me again!

Shen Hanfeng's original intention was to remind Zhuo Junchen, but he didn't want it to be a prophecy. Zhuo Junchen's opponent in the second competition was none other than Xianshufeng's disciple.

In Qinghua Xianmen, except for a very small number of female disciples who will worship under other peaks, almost all female disciples are under the jurisdiction of Xianshu Peak.The female disciple Zhuo Junchen faced was using a jasper pipe as a weapon.

The one-foot-long jade tube is translucent throughout, and the aura of blue color is soaked in to show the aura of Tsinghua University.The female disciple blew clear music, and Zhuo Junchen realized that the so-called sound attack technique can shake people's minds with music.If it wasn't for Wei Shengming's spiritual consciousness in his body, he almost lost his fighting spirit and went down by himself.

However, after waking up with Wei Shengming's power, Zhuo Junchen naturally swept the female disciple off the stage with ease.

Although he defeated her, Zhuo Junchen also felt the horror of this sound attack, and he couldn't help feeling a little jealous of Su Yuesheng who hadn't met yet.Even if ordinary disciples are like this, Su Yuesheng must have something special to win Fairy Dingyun's favor.

In the next two days and two games, none of the disciples Zhuo Junchen met were particularly difficult characters.It was the fourth scene where he met Shen Fufeng's disciple for the first time, which surprised him a bit.Zhuo Junchen had always wondered why the Fufeng disciples were manipulating the talisman formation, why they didn't cooperate with the formation peak. When they really met, he realized the wonder of using talismans as an attack method.

The five spiritual roots are complete, which is recognized as the useless spiritual root. Even if the five elements can produce huge changes, it is very difficult to fully store the spiritual power of the five spiritual roots.And the disciples of Shenfu Peak can rely on the mutual generation of the five elements to use a variety of different attributes of talismans, so that the opponent feels threatened by one against five.

Zhuo Junchen's last competition was scheduled on the seventh and last day of the disciples' general election.Under the tower of the Martial Arts Arena, a list of disciples was released at some point, only the top [-] disciples would be displayed in it, and it would be changed from time to time. Zhuo Junchen won four games in a row and came out on top.

"Hey, it seems that I can't rank among the top few, and I don't know if I have a share in Pin Jianfeng's spiritual weapon." Zhuo Junchen and his party stood in front of the list of disciples, and Lian Xinhong sighed melancholy.

Mu Zisu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Lian, at least you won three games. In the previous competition where the five hundred entered the top one, you won all five games. The current ranking is lower, and you still have a chance to come back in the end. " Lian Xinhong's current ranking is No.11. No matter whether he wins the last game or not, he can stay in the ranking. The difference is only the ranking. It's really embarrassing for the direct disciples to be ranked outside the twenties.

As far as Rong Ping is concerned, he has been very unlucky recently. It was okay to meet Zhuo Junchen in the first round, but he also caught up with Zhan Baichuan in the second round. After losing two games in a row, he couldn't make it into the top [-].

Lian Xinhong glanced at Zhan Baichuan, laughed and scolded: "If Brother Zhan didn't show any affection, I might be able to enter the top ten. This No. 11 makes people feel uncomfortable no matter how you look at it."

Zhan Baichuan smiled in his eyes: "My ranking is already high? I met Ling Yihang and Rong Ping in a row. Fortunately, I only lost one game, otherwise I would have to be beaten to death by my master." Can barely squeeze into the top five, and listen to others, it is indeed a piece of talk.

"It's also strange. Except for the top three, none of the disciples on the list this time is a complete winner. I don't know how the disciples got the lottery." Mu Zisu rubbed his chin.

The ranking of the disciple list is first compared with the current round's victory among the hundred disciples, and if the victory is equal, then look at the previous round's victory.For example, Zhan Baichuan, ranked fifth, and Lian Xinhong, ranked eleventh, both won three out of four games, but because Lian Xinhong made a mistake in the first round and lost one game, between him and Zhan Baichuan, There were five people separated.

Lian Xinhong said casually: "If these two, three or four meet in twos, maybe there will be only one seedling who wins all."

Mu Zisu was not afraid and said: "That's a good relationship. Ling Yihang can be ranked ahead of Junchen, probably because his waist plate is smaller than Junchen's number plate. If we meet, it may not be who is the first. "

Zhuo Junchen said with a smile: "If that's the case, I'd rather fight Uncle Jiang again."

Lian Xinhong patted Zhuo Junchen on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother Zhuo, don't just sit on the sidelines. You beat Uncle Jiang last time. Do you think you can be so lucky this time?"

Zhuo Junchen smiled and said nothing, but his heart was a little heavy. The matter of the magic dragon on the tower can be seen, the master and the master of the Xianmen may have some disagreements. worsened.In comparison, no matter if you meet Su Yuesheng who is third or Jiang Wuxin who is fourth, even if you lose, it's no big deal.

It's a pity that things backfired. When the list of the final round of competition came out, Mu Zisu, who had boasted about Haikou, didn't have a good face.

"It's really Ling Yihang." Mu Zisu said with a complicated expression.

Zhan Baichuan's cultivation level is higher than Zhuo Junchen's, but he met Ling Yihang, and he just failed. Although Mu Zisu has a lot of confidence in Zhuo Junchen, he also knows that he wants to win Ling Yihang's difficulty is extremely high.

"Regardless of winning or losing, just fight hard." Zhuo Junchen said confidently.

His words just fell into the ears of Shen Hanfeng who was walking behind him.Du Heng watched Shen Hanfeng stop and asked, "Why, don't you plan to talk about it?"

Shen Hanfeng pondered for a moment, and finally sighed: "Forget it, let him go." Naturally, like Zhuo Junchen and the others, he was concerned about the ranking on the disciple list, seeing Zhuo Junchen and Ling Yihang's names next to each other, Shen Hanfeng I always feel uneasy in my heart, I wanted to persuade my disciples not to stick to winning or losing, but now after hearing Zhuo Junchen's words, let go of my original plan.

Whether you win or lose, the future is difficult to distinguish between good and bad, and in this case, there is no need to be cautious.Shen Hanfeng looked at Zhuo Junchen's back, and secretly made a plan in his heart.

Du Heng vaguely guessed his intentions, sighed and said: "Obviously you have experienced so many betrayals, you meet others who treat you a little better, but you are still so heartbroken."

There was a slight smile on Shen Hanfeng's lips, he knew that Zhuo Junchen was different from others.

The last competition was about to begin, and the martial arts arena was full of voices, among which, the two competition platforms had the most onlookers.

On one side are Zhuo Junchen and Ling Yihang, and on the other side are Su Yuesheng and Jiang Wuxin.What Lian Xinhong said casually, unexpectedly turned into reality, even those important figures in Qinghua Xianmen on the second floor of the tower were all looking forward to it.

Fairy Dingyun asked Si Yundao beside him: "Brother Jiang missed a move in chess earlier and lost to Nephew Zhuo. I don't know if the master has confidence in Nephew Ling?" Nine floors of foundation building, approaching the peak, still a little behind Jiang Wuxin, Zhuo Junchen's last victory, although there were some flukes, but it may not be due to real skills.

Si Yun still calmly said: "Junior Sister is curious, so it seems to be the case. Whether you win or lose, you are the pillars of the next generation in our sect."

Si Yunyan laughed at Yanyan, but Dingyun felt cold for no reason. The instinct of a woman made her stop her words immediately.She has never had much contact with these seniors, but she also knows that the gentle and calm man in front of her was not able to become the sect master because of his gentle posture.

Before going on the stage, Shen Hanfeng said to Zhuo Junchen: "There is no need to be taboo. If something happens, taking care of yourself is the most important thing, you know?" Although Shen Hanfeng restrained his emotions, Zhuo Junchen still respected his master In the instructions, I could hear a bit of caution and nervousness.

Zhuo Junchen suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said seriously: "Master, don't worry, I will be careful."

Shen Hanfeng nodded, watching the apprentice turn up on the stage, and unconsciously glanced at the tower.This place is not close to the tower, Si Yun is still calm and calm.Shen Hanfeng couldn't help feeling worried, not knowing how this fight would end up, he just hoped it wasn't the worst outcome he had imagined.

"Qinghua Peak, Ling Yihang."

"Shuangtian Peak, Zhuo Junchen."

With the sound of the gong, the weapons of the two men clashed instantly.Ling Yihang's magic weapon is a folding fan, the fan bone is pitch black, and there are golden and red dark patterns on the black fan.

The piercing long sword landed on the cloth-like fan, but could no longer advance half a point. Zhuo Junchen raised his head, and Ling Yihang still smiled warmly, but there was murderous intent in his eyes.

With a twist of his wrist, the folding fan lightly swung Zhuo Junchen's Heavy Heaven Sword back. Ling Yihang put one hand behind his back and shook the folding fan lightly. A blue-red flame suddenly sprang up.

An inch is short and an inch is dangerous, but Ling Yihang doesn't seem to know this reason, the attack is like a bombardment, and all kinds of fire skills attack Zhuo Junchen with a rush of heat.The battle between the two fire monks instantly raised the temperature on the fighting platform.

Zhuo Junchen didn't retreat but advanced, and the long sword was only an afterimage. When he fought Jiang Wuxin, his fast attack inspired Zhuo Junchen a lot, and his moves were also exceptionally brilliant.

After dismantling each other for a few moves, Ling Yihang suddenly withdrew and retreated. The folding fan in his hand opened and closed three times, and three flames spewed out. When the opened fan was twisted, the three flames became entangled in one place, forming a chain of fire, mixed with each other. With fiery enthusiasm, he shot towards Zhuo Junchen.

Zhuo Junchen didn't even back down when facing the well guard dragon, let alone the attack of a foundation-building monk.

With a point, Zhuo Junchen poured all his spiritual power into the Chongxiao Sword, and a small but sharp thunderbolt met the surging chain of fire at the tip of the sword.

As the thunder light exploded, Zhuo Junchen heard Du Heng whisper: "Han Feng!"