I have a role in the heavens

Qingyun Sect has been aggressively recruiting young disciples in recent years. Now there are thousands of them. Even Song Daren can hardly recognize ten of them. He has never heard of Chu Yuhong's name. He shook his head slightly, looked down at Zhang Xiaofan, and patted him. His shoulders, relaxed.

"I don't know either, but Xiaofan, you don't need to be nervous. It was the same when I came on stage for the first time. Just get on the stage and win or lose doesn't matter!"

Zhang Xiaofan felt a lot more relaxed after listening to Song Daren's words of relief, but for some reason, he was still a little unwilling to admit defeat, wanting to defeat his opponent, and his expression was a little heavy.

Du Bishu casually walked up to Zhang Xiaofan, slapped Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder to wake him up, and came close to Zhang Xiaofan's face, saying with malicious intent.

"Brothers, how about we make a bet on the result of Xiaofan's competition?"

"Okay, okay, I bet that my junior brother will lose!"

"Me too!"

"I'm right too, I'll do double duty!"

"count me in."

Song Daren looked upright, pointed angrily at the junior fellow apprentices, and said angrily.

"What are you doing? Do you still act like a senior brother? You don't even know how to comfort Xiaofan!"

Everyone was suddenly speechless and embarrassed. They smiled apologetically at Zhang Xiaofan and were about to apologize when they heard Song Daren say again.

"Forget it, Lao Liu, I'll pay 50 percent of the bet you made just now. I bet Xiaofan will lose!"

The moved look on Zhang Xiaofan's face disappeared in an instant, and he looked up at Song Daren speechlessly. Song Daren, however, was thick-skinned and did not change his expression, turning a blind eye to Zhang Xiaofan's accusing eyes.

Everyone also looked at their senior brother speechlessly. They thought they were the only ones who would hit Xiaofan, but they didn't expect that Song Daren, a big man with a loyal and honest face, would do the same, and the stakes were the highest. No wonder he could become Their big brother.

Fan Yuxiao looked at everyone with a smile, a strange color rising in his eyes, glanced at the gray air above Du Bishu's head, and couldn't help but say.

"Let me take part too. No one is optimistic about Xiaofan, so I'll bet that Xiaofan can win!"

Zhang Xiaofan immediately turned to look at Fan Yuxiao, with a touch of emotion on his face, and said with a slight warmth in his heart.

"Seventh Senior Brother, I actually do too."

Zhang Xiaofan has a very low self-esteem and actually has no confidence in this competition. He does not think he can defeat his opponent and advance to the next round.

Fan Yuxiao glanced at Zhang Xiaofan who was very moved, couldn't help pouring cold water on him, and said bluntly.

"Xiao Fan, you don't need to be moved. It's not that I have confidence in you, but in Senior Brother Six. Senior Brother Six will always lose in every bet, so I will bet on you to win!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xiaofan and Du Bishu were immediately shocked. They looked at Fan Yuxiao speechlessly, not expecting that he actually thought this way.

Song Daren and others were also stunned. They had never thought about this matter. It seemed that Lao Liu would lose every time he bet. He couldn't help but secretly regret it. If he had known it, he would win by defeating Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan stepped onto the stage and stood alone on the stage. His opponent had not yet arrived. Being watched by everyone in the audience, he only felt a panic and had distracting thoughts in his heart. He resisted the idea of ​​​​escape. He stretched out his hand to hold the fire stick in his arms, and a cool air came and circulated around his body. He felt a little more relaxed. Ever since he was instructed by Fan Yuxiao, he had begun to try this method. A treasure that looks inconspicuous and even extremely ugly. Although he does not think this fire stick is a rare treasure, he has also tried to control other items, but there was no response. This is the only one he can cook with. The burning stick used when making fire can be used by him, so he regarded it as his magic weapon and prepared to use it to compete with his opponent today.

Just when Zhang Xiaofan was thinking about his complicated thoughts, a man in his thirties stood opposite him. He was tall and straight, with an upright appearance. There was a hint of contempt for Zhang Xiaofan on his face. He was a disciple of Chaoyang Peak. Chu Yuhong.

"Dang", the sound of bells and cauldrons sounded, and the competition was about to begin. Zhang Xiaofan woke up from his daze. He looked up and saw Chu Yuhong opposite him, and he raised his hands in panic and saluted.

"Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, has met Senior Brother Chu and asked Senior Brother Chu for more advice!"

Chu Yuhong was also a person who participated in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, but last time his cultivation level was low and he was defeated by his opponent in one round, so he did not leave any impact on others. Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was calm and composed before he came up, Can't help but praise.

"Don't take the advice seriously. There are talented people in the country. Junior brother stood on the stage calmly and calmly without feeling nervous. His performance was much better than when I first participated in the competition!"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned when he heard this. He was just stunned on the stage just because he had a lot on his mind. It was not what the other party said, so he couldn't help but wave his hands and explain.

"Senior Brother Chu, you misunderstood. I was just in a daze and didn't notice anything else!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Chu Yuhong was stunned, but also the Qingyun Sect disciples who were watching in the audience burst into laughter. They felt that this Dazhufeng disciple was so cute and stupid, which was really unexpected.

Chu Yuhong calmed down his emotions and then said seriously.

"Chaoyang Peak Chu Yuhong, please give me some advice from Junior Brother Zhang!"

After saying that, he pinched the seal in his hand, and a fairy sword emitting yellow light appeared behind Chu Yuhong instantly. The light shone on his body, and there was a faint warmth. It was a fire fairy sword, and the material was of high quality. Extraordinary power.

Zhang Xiaofan swallowed nervously and stared at the opponent's fairy sword. He felt an invisible pressure coming over him. He took out the fire stick in his arms and held it tightly, ready for battle.

Chu Yuhong was stunned again when he saw Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon, and couldn't help but ask.

"Junior Brother Zhang, is this your magic weapon?"

The voice was full of doubts. Everyone in the audience looked at the dark fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand. They were also stunned and laughed loudly. They all looked at Zhang Xiaofan with the same curiosity.

The disciples at Dazhu Peak couldn't help but cover their faces with their hands, feeling a little embarrassed. They didn't expect that Zhang Xiaofan would take out the fire stick he usually used as a magic weapon.

Zhang Xiaofan listened to the roar of laughter from everyone in the audience, and an unknown fire arose in his heart, as if he was remembering the unhappy things in the past. He couldn't help but look at it, nodded, and said to Chu Yuhong.

"Please give me some advice from Senior Brother Chu!"

As if feeling the unwillingness and determination in Zhang Xiaofan's heart, the fire stick gave off a faint precious light, and the blue bead at one end of the stick glowed brightly.

Only then did Chu Yuhong use his fairy sword Shaoyang, which burst out with a brilliance that was almost as bright as the rising sun at this moment. It was brilliant, brilliant, and awe-inspiring. With a loud shout, he pressed towards Zhang Xiaofan and wrapped him up. The hot breath made everyone worried about Zhang Xiaofan among them, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore.