I have a role in the heavens

Fan Yuxiao withdrew his gaze and took a step forward. Everyone's eyes turned to him. He looked calm, bowed and said in a deep voice.

"Master, this is what I did. I saw that Xiaofan had already reached the second level of cultivation. I didn't report it, so I secretly taught him the third level secret. I asked Master to punish him!"

Tian Buyi looked at the disciples kneeling on the ground and his favorite disciple in front of him. He couldn't help but snorted angrily, turned around and left, leaving the matter as is.

Suru glanced at Fan Yuxiao and saw that he was expressionless and unfazed. He didn't say anything and just followed Tian Buyi away.

The disciples then stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. They quickly helped Zhang Xiaofan up and asked him with concern what was wrong with him.

Tian Buyi actually didn't do anything harsh, and Zhang Xiaofan's injuries were not a problem. Everyone felt relieved when they saw Zhang Xiaofan shaking his head and saying nothing.

Fan Yuxiao walked up to Tian Ling'er, staring at the nervous her with his eyes. He suddenly sneered and turned away, not caring at all about the surprised looks of the brothers behind him.

On this day, the sun rose as usual, and everyone from Dazhu Peak came to the square, only to find that four of the original eight arenas had been dismantled, and the remaining ones were divided into four directions: southeast, northwest, and northwest.

The disciples of Dazhu Peak followed Tian Buyi and his wife towards the ring. Today was the competition between the top eight disciples. As the only disciple of Dazhu Peak who advanced, Zhang Xiaofan was surrounded by all the senior brothers. He was a little flattered. This time his opponent was Zhang Xiaofan. Chang Jian, a disciple of Tongtian Peak in his sect, has advanced cultivation, reaching the sixth level of Yuqing Realm. His Taoism is exquisite. He can be regarded as the best among the disciples of Tongtian Peak and should not be underestimated.

Under the largest arena in the north, there was a sea of ​​people. Needless to say, Lu Xueqi was competing there today. Tian Buyi glanced there and snorted. Naturally, he had no good impression of the person who defeated his daughter. He immediately took the lead. The disciples walked towards the west arena.

They came to the ring and saw that there were more than 200 people surrounding them. Zhang Xiaofan was so surprised that he took a breath and turned to Du Bishu and asked.

"Sixth Brother, isn't this Chang Jian very powerful? Otherwise, why would so many people come here to watch the battle?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and He Dazhi shook his head slightly and said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Chang Jian has superb Taoism and profound cultivation. This is true, but most of these people come to see you, not because of Senior Brother Chang Jian!"

Zhang Xiaofan was even more confused. He thought he was a little transparent and few people knew him. How could so many people come to see him?

"impossible?"

He Dazhi took a deep look at the confused Zhang Xiaofan, broke down the truth and explained it to him.

"As of today, there are only eight people left in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition. Everyone has heard about the other seven and knows how powerful they are. Only you are a dark horse. You had no reputation before, but now you have entered the top eight. Why don’t they want to come and get to know you?”

Zhang Xiaofan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that one day people would want to know him, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Tian Buyi led everyone to the stage. Along the way, when he saw that they were from the Dazhu Peak lineage, the crowd retreated and made way for them. Tian Buyi looked around and saw that there were quite a few Tongtian Peak disciples in the crowd. He thought it was because Chang Jian, a Tongtian Peak disciple, was participating in the competition today, so he came here to help cheer him up.

At this time, the bells and cauldrons on the stage rang, and Tian Buyi turned around and said to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Laoba, please come on stage."

Hundreds of eyes from the audience immediately looked over and fell on Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan had never been stared at by so many people in his life. His face felt hot and he didn't dare to look at the crowd anymore, so he responded.

"yes!"

Zhang Xiaofan took a step forward and walked towards the ring. After taking a few steps, he was pulled by Suru. Zhang Xiaofan was a little surprised and asked quickly.

"Master Wife, what's wrong?"

Suru looked solemnly, looked at Zhang Xiaofan with concern, and warned.

"Xiao Fan, the Chang Jian who is competing with you today is no small matter. With your cultivation level, I am afraid that you are no match for him. If you can't hold on anymore, don't hold on anymore. If you can't hold on anymore, just admit defeat. Don't get hurt again. Okay, do you understand?"

Zhang Xiaofan felt warm in his heart, but did not nod. He looked in the direction of Tian Buyi with some worry. How could Suru not know what he was thinking and spoke directly.

"Don't worry that your master will be angry. It's not too late for him to feel sorry for you!"

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and his mind was in chaos. He could no longer think about it. Didn't the master always like him? How could the master's wife say this? Was she trying to comfort him?

Zhang Xiaofan stepped onto the ring in a daze. His mind was filled with the words of his master Suru, "It's too late for your master to feel sorry for you." He stared blankly at Tian Buyi in the audience, and at him and Qingyunmen, who was the referee. The teacher was chatting there, unaware of the passage of time.

Suddenly, a figure hurried over to the referee, whispered something into his ear, which made the white-bearded elder of the Qingyun Sect change his expression, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan on the stage in surprise, There was a hint of weirdness in his eyes that made everyone talk.

The white-bearded elder stood up, glanced at the people watching in the audience, and shouted loudly.

"Tongtian Peak disciple Chang Jian was too seriously injured in yesterday's competition and was unable to get up, so he gave up today's competition."

Suddenly, everyone on and off the stage froze in place, and there was silence.

Tian Buyi also glanced at his young disciple with a strange expression, feeling surprised. Is he so lucky? He got a bye in the first round, and now he got a big advantage. His opponent was seriously injured and unable to fight, and he advanced to the fourth round. Qiang, why is this thing so unreal?

Tian Buyi pinched his thigh quietly and grimaced in pain. It was true. Lao Ba was promoted like a child's play. It was too easy.

On this day, Zhang Xiaofan spent his time in the strange eyes of others. Almost every Qingyun disciple who walked by him had to look at him a few times. He was like a rare beast in the eyes of others. At the same time, the day's competition ended and the results came out. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaofan tied for the top four with Qi Hao, Lu Xueqi, and Zeng Shushu.

The top four stood on the ring, being watched by nearly a thousand disciples of Qingyun Sect. Master Daoxuan stood in front of them, with a smile on his face. He was not unhappy at all because all the disciples of his lineage were wiped out, and he said loudly.

"Everyone, as of today, the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition has selected the first four disciples. They are extremely talented and have exquisite Taoism. They are all elite disciples of our Qingyun Sect. They will shoulder the important task of Guangdong Qingyun Sect in the future!"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Zhang Xiaofan on the stage laughed until his face turned red, he was at a loss, and his face looked panicked.