Chapter 722

As the participating disciples came on stage one after another, the final knockout competition officially opened. On the field, there was a very strange scene. Everyone chose their teammates. Only Zhang Yitian stood alone in the corner, which was very unfavorable to him.

Seeing this scene, there was a lot of discussion under the stage. Some people were laughing, some were sighing, and some were sad

"Look, the boy was arrogant just now. Now he's alone. Don't think about it. Everyone will do him first and let him get out of the office."

"We must turn him over first. So many people bet heavily. If Zhang Xuan is eliminated in this game, it is tantamount to losing the bet. The people who bet can cash the bet immediately. Alas, many people are going to get rich this time."

"Alas... I'm a little regretful. I knew such a situation would happen. I should press all the spirit stones on my body, so I'll earn more!"

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There was a lot of discussion and everything he said. These words fell into Han Zimo's ears. His heart became more and more heavy, his feet were paralyzed, and he was paralyzed in his seat. He felt weak all over. But there were people nearby making noise in his ears, like a group of flies buzzing in his ears. He said he was careless in making friends. Now he lost money, and his business was done in vain for several years.

"Fuck off! Elder martial brother, you can hold on! Even if you lose, that's my good elder martial brother, and I'll admit it!" Han Zimo couldn't stand the sarcasm of others. Finally, he got angry. He turned his head and stared at him, which was a roar. Then they turned off and said nothing.

Compared with the undercurrent surging under the stage, the atmosphere on the stage was more tense. Everyone looked at Zhang Yitian with bad intentions, waiting for Chu Yan to give an order and immediately rose up to attack Zhang Yitian.

Zhang Yitian was particularly vigilant at the scene in front of him, but he was expressionless and couldn't see what was thinking in his heart. He looked around at the people, deeply impressed everyone's image in his mind, and then half narrowed his eyes, as if he was waiting for death.

"Bastard boy, hum, this is the end of fighting against the elder!" Mo Changlao thought in his heart at the elder's table, and his anger slowly disappeared at this moment.

Chu Yan, standing on the elder's table, had a panoramic view of the following scenes. He sighed in his heart and announced, "let's start!"

Just before the announcement, the man nearest to Zhang Yitian launched an attack on him. The long sword shook, made a series of wheezing sound, and ran straight to his neck. He felt the impact of the attack. Zhang Yitian sighed faintly, stamped his feet on the ground, and the whole man flew into the air.

No one expected Zhang Yitian to make such a move. All the elders on and off the stage, including those not far away, subconsciously raised their heads and looked into the air. At this time, Zhang Yitian, who flew to the high altitude, stepped on a hovering lark, shook his toes, turned his body, and fell head down

At the same time, Zhang Yitian stretched out a palm and suddenly hit it towards the lower table. He shouted in his mouth, "the ninth form of Tathagata God's palm, ten thousand Buddha Chaozong!"

Boom

At the same time, Zhang Yitian made a fire attack, and the fire shot down. The people below were looking up and fascinated. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yitian actually played this hand and dodged towards the side of the stage. The fire attack hit the center of the Wuhun stage. Suddenly, with the table as the center, the turtle cracked and spread in all directions like a spider web.

All the participating disciples on the stage felt a shaking. Before they could react, the whole table broke and collapsed into a pile of ruins.

With wuhuntai as the center, there was a lot of dust. The scene in the dust was completely obscured. We couldn't see what was going on inside. When the dust settled, everyone looked into the field. Everyone took a breath and exclaimed that it was impossible.

However, seeing that the wuhuntai was completely disturbed and turned into ruins, most of the people who had stood on the stage fell to the ground. Three others were thrown off the stage and fainted on the ground not far away. Only three people stood up, including Zhang Yitian, and the other two were gray headed and earth faced.

This scene stunned everyone present. In the audience, some even stood up in surprise, opened their mouths and stared at the ruins.

"This..." Chu Yan announced the start of the game, and then prepared to sit down, but before his ass was hot, such a scene occurred. He stood up again, looked at the strange scene on the field, and didn't speak for a long time.

At first, the old man believed that Zhang Xuan would be attacked by the crowd and was forced to withdraw from the game, but he never thought that this guy who seemed to be an asshole did something that no one had done since the establishment of canglu College - he destroyed the Wulin platform!

Wuhuntai was seen by founder Tianjue when he founded the sect. After so many years of wind and rain, small damage often occurs, but no one can destroy it, but Zhang Yitian did it.

"Chu Changlao, please announce the results of the competition!" seeing that everyone was silent, Zhang Yitian kindly reminded.

Chu Yan was embarrassed. He glanced at the elders nearby and exchanged opinions with each other. Except that Mo Changlao proposed to cancel the game and compete again, the other elders shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Therefore, Chu Yan argued eloquently with Mo elder from the perspective of Zhang Yitian

"I think Zhang Xuan's ability to win in this way when the situation is unfavorable is a forced but intelligent performance. It gives our disciples a vivid lesson and teaches them to win in an adaptive way when the situation is unfavorable." Chu Yan argued.

Mo Changlao doesn't agree with the point of view and refutes it with strong words, "This is actually a fallacy. No matter how smart the second son Zhang Xuan was, he could smash the wuhuntai with that blow just now. It can be seen that he was a killer. If he hit his fellow disciples, wouldn't it kill people? In addition, the wuhuntai was created by the founder Tianjue. It has stood on the seven Jue peak for hundreds of years, but it was smashed by this madman's palm. How can we explain to him?"

Although the two sins mentioned by Mo Changlao are a bit of picking bones in eggs and deliberately finding fault, they all have his reason. Fortunately, Chu Yan's eloquence is not bad, otherwise Zhang Yitian will be really in trouble today.

"Elder Mo, I'm biased. If you were surrounded by a group of people, what would you think?" Chu Yan continued before elder Mo spoke, "you don't have to say, we all understand. You must be angry, because it's a common feeling of people.

What would you do if you were angry? Wouldn't you fight to the death? In the martial arts competition in previous years, all our disciples lacked such fighting spirit and were suppressed by other college disciples, so they didn't dare to speak out. Isn't that just a lack of energy?

Therefore, we need this energy now. Zhang Xuan can bring us this. Moreover, Zhang Xuan just slapped from the sky. I estimated the height. It is still ten feet from the ground. From the perspective of safety, this distance is enough for the disciples below to avoid danger.

It can be seen that Zhang Xuan's purpose is only to hit the wuhuntai and create chaos. As for the destruction of the wuhuntai you said, it may be just the wrong hand. After all, the wuhuntai has been standing for hundreds of years. It is inevitable to be broken by this attack. Maybe this is also the spirit of the ancestor. Remind us to rally our spirits, lead the whole hospital up and down, and make some achievements, which can't be learned by others The court suppressed it! Alas... "

In the face of Chu Yan's hard-working argument, Mo Changlao couldn't squeeze words for a moment. While thinking about how to deal with it, Chu Yan listened to Chu Yan strike while the iron was hot and proposed that the Presbyterian Council raise its hand to vote on Zhang Xuan's handling opinions. After that, he was the first to raise his hand and support Zhang Xuan.

Just now, after listening to Chu Yan's words, all the elders listened to the surging chest tide and felt that it was very reasonable. They all raised their hands. As a result, the minority obeyed the majority and successfully passed the offer of pardon to Chu Yan. Elder Mo's proposal was denied and could only sulk on one side.

Finally, Chu Yan announced on behalf of the Presbyterian Council: "after the discussion and decision of the Presbyterian Council, this knockout match just now agrees with the schedule and is passed. According to the competition regulations, the first one who is knocked down or loses combat effectiveness is regarded as a failure, and the three disciples who have just fallen down are eliminated. Now I announce that I will take a break for the top ten ranking match immediately."

After announcing the results, Chu Yan glanced at Zhang Yitian, with a kind smile in her eyes.

Just now, Chu Yan and Mo Changlao spit and argue. Zhang Yitian saw it clearly. He was moved in his heart. Then he looked at the fiery reaction of the people next to him, and there was no waves in his heart. In fact, just now, after Zhang Yitian came to the stage, he looked at the malicious eyes of the people around him, and his heart began to be vigilant, and his mind turned to think about the solution.

Finally, Zhang Yitian came up with a very risky method. He used the ice magic mark to freeze the Wuhun platform and destroy the internal structure of the Wuhun platform. Then he flew into the air, pretended to hit a palm, destroyed the whole platform, took the opportunity to kick three people away from the platform and successfully ended the knockout.

Although the plan was risky, fortunately, Zhang Yitian controlled it properly and finally succeeded. They only pity the three disciples who were beaten down. They didn't expect that such a way of recalling failed, so that they didn't realize that they had failed after being beaten down.

The remaining ten disciples stared at Zhang Yitian with strange eyes, which were extremely complex.

Glancing around at these people, Zhang Yitian smiled and turned to walk down the stage. Soon after, some disciples came to deal with a lot of ruins in the field, put the broken stones in the storage bag and quickly clean the field.

When the field was clean, Chu Yan jumped out of the elder's seat, took out a magic weapon from the storage bag, threw it into the air, and recited the magic spell in his mouth. The magic weapon grew strong in the wind, became a high platform, and crashed into the position where the Wuhun platform was before.