I have a role in the heavens

Zhang Xiaofan tightly held the fire stick in his hand, veins bulging out, and there was only one thought in his mind, he had only it to rely on. Reluctance and obsession emerged crazily, making the fire stick shine even brighter.

The fire dragon almost enveloped the entire arena. Zhang Xiaofan could not avoid it. He just stood passively on the spot. His long hair and eyebrows were a little burnt. There was a faint smell of unpleasant sulfur smell in the air, and his clothes were also a little burnt. Withered, it can be seen that Zhang Xiaofan was being burned like a furnace at this time, but his face was still expressionless, but two flames were ignited in his eyes, which were transformed by extremely tenacious obsession and all his unwillingness and powerlessness. , burning fiercely, even hotter than the fire dragon.

With a loud roar, the fire dragon came to Zhang Xiaofan with its fangs and claws, and pounced forward, trying to devour the thin man in front of him.

Zhang Xiaofan shouted sharply, his voice full of pain and struggle. The fire stick in his hand seemed to feel the pain and unwillingness in his heart. The blue light was like water, and the stick merged into one, and rushed into the fire dragon. The thin stick was no longer seen. figure.

Zeng Shushu's face changed drastically, his eyes widened, and he murmured to himself in disbelief.

"how so?"

Fan Yuxiao stood in the audience, his face extremely calm, but there was a trace of ripples in his heart. He could sense that something was wrong with Zhang Xiaofan's mood today. He knew without guessing that it was related to Tian Linger. It was not easy for him to interfere in this kind of thing. He can only figure it out on his own.

Endless flames burned Zhang Xiaofan's body. Flames began to appear on his clothes, and the skin under his clothes also began to burn. The pain in his body made Zhang Xiaofan's discomfort ease a little. The air gradually became distorted by the burning, and the air began to burn. The lack of it made it difficult for Zhang Xiaofan to breathe. He opened his mouth and took in as much air as possible. However, the hot air entered his mouth and burned Zhang Xiaofan's throat, adding some pain to him. His face gradually became distorted, and his heart His unwillingness and anger were vented out in one fell swoop, and a low and hoarse wail gradually sounded in his throat, getting louder and louder.

"Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Following this wailing sound filled with pain and grief, the blue light in Zhang Xiaofan's hand turned into a ball, suddenly grew in size, and turned into a vast ocean. It was about to explode the entire fire dragon, and streams of green light shot through it. The body of the fire dragon and thousands of blue light pillars appeared in front of the disciples of Qingyun Sect. Everyone was stunned and stared blankly at the figure that gradually emerged from the fire dragon. His body was covered in burns and his face was distorted. There seemed to be endless... Feeling wronged and unwilling, along with a ball of green light, he rushed forward into the shocked Peng Chang.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the green light exploded. Peng Chang's figure drew an arc in the air and hit outside the ring. He rolled twice on the ground and bounced twice. His eyes rolled up, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he fainted. It's over.

Zhang Xiaofan supported his body with the fire stick in his hand. The burns all over his body and the charred flesh and blood were unbearable to look at. Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were a little dull and he looked at everything around him blankly until the referee came forward and shouted loudly.

"Zhang Xiaofan wins at Dazhu Peak!"

Only then did a faint smile appear on Zhang Xiaofan's face. There was a hint of bitterness and sadness in this smile. Did he win? Will his senior sister be happy when he knows he won? Can his master look at him differently?

The referee with white beard is an elder of the Qingyun Sect, and Hetian Buyi is a peer. Looking at the seriously injured Zhang Xiaofan, he lowered his head and asked.

"Do you need me to help you down?"

Zhang Xiaofan exhausted all his strength and slowly straightened up. He glanced at the person in front of him blankly, shook his head, remained silent, and walked towards the audience step by step with difficulty. He didn't need anyone's help, he could do it. Walk back alone.

Zeng Shushu looked at the extremely stubborn Zhang Xiaofan on the stage, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes. Was it because of what happened last night, Qi Hao and Tian Linger? Zeng Shushu suddenly had the motivation to win the first prize and wanted to compete with Qi Hao. Next, let’s see what he is capable of, making his friends so sad.

Fan Yuxiao looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who was struggling to move, moving step by step towards the ring where Tian Linger and Lu Xueqi were. He was moved in his heart. For the first time, he felt a little angry at Qi Hao. After all, Zhang Xiaofan was his junior brother. He is very respectful to himself. Over the past few years, he has always remembered to cook a small stove for himself alone to replenish his energy and blood. How could he forget this friendship.

Zeng Shushu quickly stepped forward and was about to rush to Zhang Xiaofan's side and support him. Fan Yuxiao flashed and appeared in front of Zeng Shushu. He shook his head slightly and stopped Zeng Shushu's move.

Zeng Shushu looked at Fan Yuxiao in surprise, and at Zhang Xiaofan, who was stumbling on his feet and already on the verge of collapse, with disapproval on his face.

Fan Yuxiao shook his head again, with a very firm look on his face, and followed Zhang Xiaofan lightly. People around him stopped and looked at the bloody and unconscious Zhang Xiaofan in surprise and Fan who was following behind him. Yuxiao.

Zeng Shushu stared at this scene blankly. He was a cheerful person, and he had never been so touched as he was today. A trace of determination appeared on his face, and he murmured a name coldly.

"Qi Hao!"

Under the Qianzi stage, there was a sea of ​​people. Countless Qingyun sect disciples exclaimed in admiration and stared intently at the two figures fighting on the stage, one red and one blue, like the ice and fire, the cold and the hot, the Tianya Divine Sword. The fierce battle with Amber Zhu Ling continued, the sword energy flew everywhere, the Zhu Ling flowed elegantly, and the fierce battle continued. Countless male disciples of the Qingyun Sect showed infatuation, falling in love with the two beautiful women on the stage.

The amber scarlet silk is shining brightly, and the Tianya Divine Sword is shining with sky-blue light. The two people are moving with graceful postures, graceful postures, and fluttering clothes. They are like fairies from the Nine Heavens descending to earth. The two have been fighting for nearly an hour, and they are still the same. Even though the outcome was still undecided, it was really surprising that Tian Linger could hold on for such a long time in Lu Xueqi's hands relying on the Amber Zhu Ling.

Under the stage, Tian Buyi and Master Shuiyue and other two lineage teachers were also staring at the two people on the stage with nervous expressions. Even the head master Daoxuan was sitting under the stage at this time, watching the scene. It was a wonderful competition, with a smile on his face and nodding his head frequently, which was very gratifying.

Fan Yuxiao looked at the crowd in front of Zhang Xiaofan. Mana gushed out from the Yongquan Point and spread to the ground. The crowd in front of Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be under force majeure. They separated to both sides and let out a cry of surprise. Phew, he looked blankly at Zhang Xiaofan, whose clothes were all burnt, and there was even light smoke coming out in some places, and his body was covered with scars.