Chapter 522

On the morning of the vertical day, the final competition was staged. Zhang Xiaofan was unlucky. In the last round of competition, he won the No. 1 lot and was directly promoted without the competition.

Compared with Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng Shushu was unlucky to go to grandma's house. Originally, he didn't hope to win the championship. After all, both of them are experts. Lu Xueqi has Tianya divine sword in her hand, and Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation is also good.

To everyone's amazement, Zeng Shushu actually fell without fighting. The wind returned to the first seat of the peak, that is, Zeng Shushu's father. Zeng Shuchang seemed unusually calm. He had no hope for his son.

Being able to break into the top four in the seven pulse meeting has brightened his face. If he meets Zhang Xiaofan, he may still have some hope, but when he meets Lu Xueqi, surrender is not shameful, and everyone understands.

Today, all four challenge platforms in the southeast and northwest of Yunhai square were demolished, and a new challenge platform was rebuilt in the center.

The challenge arena is surrounded by a sea of people. Thousands of Qingyun disciples are gathered here. The first one of each vein sits quietly on the high platform, and the two disciples stand opposite each other in the challenge arena.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lu Xueqi, who was as cold as ice. He couldn't help but be amazed. This was the first time he had seen the goddess of Qingyun gate so close. He had to say that he was really too beautiful than Tian linger.

Even so, his eyes did not dare to aim indiscriminately. Although mu Qingxiao had promised him to win the crown, he still played the drum in his heart.

After all, the face of the beautiful senior sister opposite was as cold as ice. She couldn't see her mood at all, and she didn't know whether she would release water. If she didn't release water, he would have no hope of victory.

If he can't get the crown of Qimai Huiwu, he can't fulfill his promise with ling'er. In this way, even if ling'er is willing, he will have a pimple in his heart.

While Zhang Xiaofan was thinking a lot, Lu Xueqi was also looking at him. The handsome young man in front of him was his senior brother. He did have some strength. No wonder he could break into the top four of the seven veins.

At this time, a strong breath broke out from Lu Xueqi's body. Zhang Xiaofan was surprised and did not dare to hesitate. The breath of the eight peaks of Yuqing territory was released, and the two forces collided in the air.

Zhang Xiaofan's heart beat wildly and said secretly, "did elder martial sister Lu and younger martial brother Mu not reach an agreement, but younger martial brother Mu clearly told him yesterday, don't worry..."

Taking the challenge arena as the center, the aftereffect of the collision between the two forces spread around. Suddenly, there was a strong wind everywhere, and suddenly there was the voice of a group of disciples sucking cold air. The eyes of those disciples who thought Zhang Xiaofan had broken into the seven veins to learn martial arts by pure luck became complicated.

Eight peaks of Yuqing territory!

On the left high platform, the heads of each pulse looked at each other. They could see the shock in each other's eyes, and their eyes to Tian became different. Unexpectedly, this guy had such a terrible disciple.

At the same time, looking at Cangsong, they were joking and pitying. They had to admit that they had gone astray in those years. They thought Zhang Xiaofan was stupid and scrambled to take Lin Jingyu as an apprentice.

But I never thought that the disciples who were mistakenly regarded as stupid by them had cultivated to the eight peaks of Yuqing territory in just a few years. They were peerless geniuses, real peerless geniuses!

At the beginning, Lin Jingyu, who worshipped Qingyun at the same time with him, is now only the seven peaks of Yuqing territory.

Rao Shitian was not easy to be prepared. He was also startled by the breath of Zhang Xiaofan. He had a strong breath and solid foundation. It was clear at a glance. He didn't expect that he, the most humble disciple, was so strong!

Taoist Cang song's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, which was just slapping his face. At the beginning, he grabbed Lin Jingyu, but lost a more rebellious Zhang Xiaofan. He was extremely ashamed and angry!

Standing in the crowd below the challenge arena, the disciples of Dazhu peak were stunned and their eyes were full of disbelief. They thought that the weakest junior brother had such terrible accomplishments.

Tian ling'er's beautiful eyes are full of small stars. With her slender jade hands holding the corners of her clothes, she looks like a happy little woman.

At this time, in the face of Lu Xueqi's thick and cold internal force, Zhang Xiaofan tried his best to support him. Just when he didn't hope, all the pressure dissipated and the whole person relaxed.

Looking up, Lu Xueqi saluted and said, "master, martial uncles, in the previous competition, Xueqi was physically and mentally tired and didn't want to fight again. Moreover, Master Zhang had excellent qualifications, and Xueqi was ashamed."

Silence, death like silence, for a time, the whole Yunhai square became silent.

The heads of the veins on the high platform were also stunned. Lu Xueqi's breath just now completely suppressed Zhang Xiaofan, not to mention the nine day divine soldier 'Tianya' Divine sword in his hand!

Shuiyue's eyes are open. I can't believe my ears. I'm physically and mentally tired. It's such a ridiculous reason!

In yesterday's battle, she saw the tail all the way. Lu Xueqi didn't lose anything at all. In the early days of the ninth heavy of Yuqing territory, she could recover her heyday after a night's rest. Now she chose not to fight and fall. This is the seven pulse wuguiguan!

How angry!

Just a tired body and mind will give up the laurel. Is there water in your mind?

For Shuiyue, her disciples won the laurel of seven pulse martial arts, and her vanity was filled. But now Lu Xueqi handed over the laurel within reach, and the anger in her heart can be imagined.

"Lu Xueqi!"

Shuiyue couldn't help it any more. She stood up fiercely. Her angry chest fluctuated up and down. She stared at her favorite disciple and her firm eyes. She couldn't speak for a moment.

Immortal daoxuan was also stunned at this time. He didn't understand what the little girl was doing. How glorious the seven pulse Wugui crown is. Even after a thousand years, her name will be on the Qingyun list.

He stood up, looked at Lu Xueqi in the challenge arena, and said in a flat tone: "nephew Xueqi, are you sure you don't want to fight?"

"After fighting again and again, the disciple was really tired, so..."

With that, Lu Xueqi also rubbed her temples and made a tired look. There was a helpless expression on the first seat of each pulse.

Standing in the crowd where the first pulse of Dazhu peak is located, mu Qingxiao has a smile on her mouth. It seems that her position in her mind is much more precious than the honor brought by Wu Guiguan of the seventh pulse Association.

Looking at her appearance, Shuiyue trembled with anger. Coupled with her cold and gorgeous appearance, all the disciples of Qingyun sect had a desire to conquer.

Compared with the cold Lu Xueqi, the older Shuiyue is more attractive to men. Of course, the disciples with these thoughts only dare to Yaya in their hearts. After all, the other party is the first one on Xiaozhu peak.

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Blow the air conditioner and catch a cold. It's two more for the time being.