The strongest collapse system

Chapter 289
So far, the top eight of Qimai Huiwu have all been decided, namely Changjian from Nagato Tongtian Peak, Qi Hao from Longshou Peak, Zeng Shushu from Fenghui Peak, Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan and Wang Fan from Dazhu Peak, and... …

Among the top eight seats, Big Bamboo Peak occupies two seats, and there is no difference in the scenery for a while.

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and everyone from Dazhufeng came to the sea of ​​clouds square, and saw that four of the original eight arenas had been dismantled, and the rest were arranged in four directions: east, west, north, and west.

Tian Buyi and Suru walked in front, while Zhang Xiaofan and Wang Fan walked among the crowd, like stars supporting the moon.

The disciples from other branches in the surrounding area backed away one after another, making way for them, and they looked at the people in Dazhu Peak full of surprise.

Although he has the fewest disciples, he has achieved the best results in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition so far. It is indeed amazing.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Fan looked indifferent, but Zhang Xiaofan, who had never received such attention before, was quite flattered.

There are four arenas in the east, west, south and north. The most lively one is the largest arena in the north. It is crowded with people. Needless to say, it is the place where Lu Xueqi competes. Tian Buyi glanced there and snorted.

He naturally didn't like the person who defeated his daughter.

Suru could see her husband's mood, she was born in Xiaozhufeng after all, she didn't have much ill feeling towards Lu Xueqi, she smiled and said: "Dafan, Xiaofan, you go to the place where the competition is on your own."

The disciples of Dazhu Peak responded.

Tian Buyi and Suru then whispered together and walked towards the north arena.

The rest of the disciples, including Tian Linger, went to the west ring with Xiao Fan, but no one went to the east ring to watch Wang Fan's competition.

Wang Fan's opponent today is Qi Hao, the most outstanding disciple of Longshou Peak.

Perhaps for other disciples, this will be a fierce and exciting competition.

But for everyone in Dazhu Peak, victory or defeat has long been decided.

Two years ago, Qi Hao had already been defeated by Wang Fan, so today, two years later, even if Qi Hao's cultivation has become more and more advanced, could it be that Wang Fan's cultivation has stagnated?

Tian Linger said during dinner last night: "Junior Brother Dafan will definitely win anyway, what's so exciting? Let's go cheer for Xiaofan together tomorrow!"

The disciples of Big Bamboo Peak thought it was true, so they flocked to the west ring to watch Zhang Xiaofan's competition.

A helpless smile appeared on Wang Fan's face.

He came to the east arena, and saw that there were a lot of disciples around the arena, not much less than the number of people in the north arena, most of them were Longshou Peak disciples, and he wanted to come here to compete with Qi Hao from Longshou Peak, so Longshou who came to watch The peak disciples also increased, but for some reason, they did not see the elders of Longshou Peak, even the first Taoist Cangsong of Longshou Peak was not here.

Wang Fan frowned, feeling a little weird in his heart.

He walked to the middle of the ring, where there were five or six chairs, but there was only one chair sitting on one person, and it was the elder referee.

Seeing Wang Fan coming, the elder stood up with a smile on his face, and said, "Nephew Dafan, you are here."

Hearing the elder's address, Wang Fan's face instantly became a little ugly, but the elder didn't realize it, and continued to laugh: "Dazhufeng is full of talents today, Senior Brother Tian has taken in two good disciples!"

Wang Fan and the elder exchanged some polite words again, and then stepped onto the ring.

After a while, the bell to start the competition rang for the third time, but the opponent Qi Hao still didn't come, Wang Fan finally felt something was wrong.

There was also a lot of discussion under the ring, especially the disciples of Longshou Peak who were extremely anxious. Many people turned their heads and looked around, anxiously waiting for Qi Hao's arrival.

At this moment, a disciple dressed in the costume of Longshou Peak came running quickly from a distance, with an anxious expression on his face, ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him, he rushed to the elder referee, and hurriedly said in his ear a few words.

The face of the referee elder changed drastically, as if he couldn't believe it, he asked: "Is this true?"

The Longshou Peak disciple cast a bitter glance at Wang Fan on the ring, but finally nodded his head heavily.

The elder referee took a deep breath, glanced at Wang Fan, and announced loudly: "Qi Hao, a disciple of Longshou Peak, was too seriously injured in yesterday's competition and could not get up, so he gave up today's competition."

There was silence on and off the stage.

No one made a fuss, and no one was dissatisfied. Only a few disciples looked dissatisfied, but they did not make any radical remarks.

After all, Wang Fan's strength is obvious to all, even if Qi Hao participated in the competition today, he might not be Wang Fan's opponent.Being unable to come due to injury, maybe he saved his face instead.

Many Longshou Peak disciples even felt slightly relieved.

Today's Qi Hao is not just a genius disciple of Longshou Peak, he is already the leader of eight generations of disciples of Longshou Peak, and he can even be said to be another soul figure besides Cangsong Taoist.

If he was defeated by Wang Fan in public, it would definitely affect Long Shoufeng's reputation.

Wang Fan looked calm and was not surprised.

At the same time, an old man with a white beard was announcing similar news with a dejected expression on the edge of the ring on the west side, tens of feet away.

"Chang Jian, the head disciple, was too injured in yesterday's competition and couldn't get up, so he gave up today's competition."

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In the evening of that day, when the Dazhufeng disciples were having dinner in the dining hall, they became the object of attention of all Qingyun disciples.

Most of these people looked at them with envy and jealousy, but there were very few who were dissatisfied.

Whether it is Wang Fan or Zhang Xiaofan, both of them have proved their strength in the first three rounds, and although there is an element of luck in advancing to the fourth round, isn't luck also a kind of strength?

Wang Fan'an is as good as ever.

Zhang Xiaofan was a bit cramped, obviously being able to enter the top four made him feel extremely surprised.

Suru saw Zhang Xiaofan was in distress, smiled and said comfortingly: "Xiaofan, you did a good job in this big test, don't care about other people's eyes, concentrate on the next round of competition, don't embarrass your wife and your master .”

These words are very effective, Zhang Xiaofan calmed down instantly, a firm look flashed in his eyes.

"Humph!"

Hearing Suru's words, Tian Buyi snorted coldly, his expression was a bit ugly.

At the moment, Dazhu Peak's Qimai Martial Arts Competition is extremely impressive. Two of his disciples have advanced to the semi-finals. Originally, he should be the one who is happiest about the success, but now there are many gossips outside, saying that his two disciples are just stray dogs. Only with bad luck can you advance.

Suru felt a little helpless, comforted the younger one, but coaxed the older one.

He could only persuade him with gentle words: "You know that Dafan is stronger than Qi Hao. As for Xiaofan, although he may not be able to defeat Chang Jian's nephew, Chang Jian's inability to participate in the competition is also due to the fact that both he and Daren were injured. It is also the credit of our Dazhu Peak disciples, so we have a clear conscience for these two top four positions!"

Tian Buyi's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and the fat on his cheeks trembled.

(End of this chapter)