Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Amidst the discussion among the disciples in the audience, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were firmly fixed on Qi Hao in the audience.

When he saw the familiar figure of Tian Linger standing next to Qi Hao, his eyes couldn't help but dim, and a sour feeling surged in his heart. It was an indescribable loss and pain.

He turned his gaze to Qi Hao again, and a strong fighting spirit suddenly ignited in his eyes, and the fighting spirit seemed to break through the sky.

As if feeling Zhang Xiaofan's gaze, Qi Hao also looked towards Zhang Xiaofan. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan staring at him, how could Qi Hao not detect Zhang Xiaofan's hidden emotions in his heart, given his decades of experience.

But when it comes to matters of love, there's no way to compromise. Qi Hao's heart also surged with complicated emotions.

As the two looked at each other, the referee shouted loudly: "The next competition will be between Qi Hao, a disciple of Longshou Peak, and Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak. Please invite the two contestants to the stage!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, all the disciples' eyes were focused on Qi Hao, their eyes full of expectation.

A free and easy smile appeared on Qi Hao's face, he withdrew his gaze, turned to the referee on the stage and said, "Uncle Master, I admit defeat in this competition."

As soon as he said these words, there was an uproar immediately. No one expected that Qi Hao would take the initiative to admit defeat. Even the leaders of several peaks on the stage looked at Qi Hao in surprise.

Cangsong stood up from his seat angrily, his face so gloomy that he could drip water. He shouted angrily at Qi Hao: "Qi Hao, do you know what you are talking about?" His voice was full of anger.

"Master, this disciple cannot break Junior Brother Zhang's Phantom Killing Formation. Any further comparison is just a waste of time. Master, please forgive me for letting you down." Qi Hao bowed and said with deep self-blame in his words. and guilt.

Cangsong wanted to say something more, but Daoxuan raised his hand to interrupt what he was going to say next. Daoxuan looked at Qi Hao, nodded, and then said: "In that case, let's announce the result!" There was a trace of imperceptible regret in Daoxuan's voice.

Seeing this, Cangsong could only snort unwillingly and sat back down in his seat angrily.

Seeing this situation, the referee on the stage had no choice but to announce the result of the competition: "Due to Qi Hao, a disciple of Longshou Peak, who voluntarily abstained from the Seven Meridians Competition, the final winner is Zhang Xiaofan of Dazhu Peak."

As soon as the referee finished speaking, the audience suddenly burst into excitement.

"Why did Senior Brother Qi abstain from voting? Although Zhang Xiaofan's Phantom Killing Formation is powerful, Senior Brother Qi's advanced cultivation level may not mean that he is incapable of fighting!" Some disciples said in confusion, their words full of doubts and regrets. .

"That's right. It's such a pity that Senior Brother Qi abstains from voting at this time!" Other disciples echoed.

"What do you know? It would be wise for Senior Brother Qi to give up at this time. Although Senior Brother Qi has a high level of cultivation, Zhang Xiaofan has the Phantom Killing Formation and the blessing of the treasure in his hand, so his strength is no less than that of Senior Brother Qi.

If the comparison continues, even if Senior Brother Qi can win, it will be a miserable victory. It is really unnecessary for both sides to lose for the sake of a competition. "Some sensible disciples analyzed, and their words revealed their understanding and admiration for Qi Hao.

"That's right! Senior Brother Qi is indeed the eldest disciple of Longshou Peak. This magnanimity really makes us admire him!" The disciples sighed one after another, and their admiration for Qi Hao arose spontaneously.

While the disciples in the audience were talking a lot, Zhang Xiaofan on the stage was filled with disappointment. The disappointment overwhelmed him like a tide. This was an unexpected result.

He had fantasized about playing against Qi Hao countless times, and each time he was full of fighting spirit and expectation, but he never expected that Qi Hao would take the initiative to admit defeat.

Isn't he just practicing hard to prove himself in front of Tian Linger? He wanted to prove that Senior Brother Qi, whom Tian Linger longed for, was not an opponent he could not surpass.

However, Qi Hao's willingness to admit defeat made him feel as if the punch he punched with all his strength had hit soft cotton, making him uncomfortable.

Looking at the respectful eyes of the disciples in the audience on Qi Hao, Zhang Xiaofan understood that although Qi Hao lost the game, he won the hearts of the people.

At this point, the Qingyun Sect Seven Meridians Martial Arts Battle has finally come to an end. And with this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Battle, Lu Xueqi, Zeng Shushu, Qi Hao, Zhang Xiaofan and others naturally became famous disciples of Qingyun Sect.

Especially for Zhang Xiaofan, the dark horse, no one expected that he would be the final winner. This result was both unexpected and reasonable. Zhang Xiaofan's several abilities during the competition astonished everyone.

After the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition ended, there was nothing important to do. The disciples from each peak said goodbye to their acquaintances.

On the stand, Han Fei also stood up from his chair, walked slowly to Dao Xuan, solemnly handed a sword box to Dao Xuan, and then waved goodbye to Dao Xuan and others.

After Han Fei left, the leaders of several peaks looked at the sword box in Daoxuan's hand eagerly.

"Brother, head master, are the four swords of Zhuxian placed in this sword box?" Zeng Shuchang said with an eager look on his face and his voice full of expectation.

Dao Xuan nodded gently. He gave the Ancient Zhuxian Sword to Han Fei yesterday. He did not expect that Han Fei would refine four immortal swords so quickly.

Daoxuan stroked the sword box, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. Although he had confidence in Han Fei, this was related to Qingyun's future after all. No matter how calm he was, he would inevitably have ups and downs in his mood.

"Brother, please open it and take a look. I can't wait." Shang Zhengliang said eagerly.

Daoxuan nodded slightly, then solemnly placed the sword box on a chair aside, and carefully opened the lid of the sword box.

As soon as the sword box was opened, a powerful sword intent shot straight into the sky. For a moment, the situation in the sky changed. Those disciples who had not had time to leave felt palpitations in their hearts. They all looked at the people not far away in shock. Sword Qi light beam.

A strong sense of crisis immediately enveloped their hearts. They felt that the hair on their bodies stood on end, and there was a surge of fear in their hearts.

Seeing this, Daoxuan quickly closed the sword box again. Looking at the sword box, Daoxuan could not help but feel a surge of joy in his heart.

Judging from the movement of the sword energy just now, he knew that these four swords were definitely extraordinary. Until then, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

When the sword energy beam erupted, Han Fei had already walked far away, with Zhang Xiaofan, a monkey and a dog following him.

"Master, could that sword energy beam come from the Four Swords of Zhuxian? This power is much stronger than my soul-eating rod." Zhang Xiaofan looked back, then turned to Han Fei and asked, his words full of curiosity and expectation. .

"After all, the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian is a treasure of Qingyun Sect that has been cultivated for thousands of years. How can this soul-devouring rod that you have just made compare with it! Just slowly cultivate it until you reach the level of a master. At that time, you can naturally bring out the full power of the Soul-Eating Rod. By then, your Soul-Eating Rod may not be worse than the Zhuxian Ancient Sword!" Han Fei said earnestly.

"Master, you have too high expectations for your disciple. He is only in the Qi refining stage now, and he is not sure whether he can even complete the foundation building, let alone the golden elixir." Zhang Xiaofan responded dejectedly.

"Don't be so discouraged! I can see that you have extraordinary luck and are the destined son of this era. As long as you practice hard, it will be a matter of time before you surpass my master!" Han Fei said encouragingly.

"Master, please stop making fun of your disciple. You know your situation best in your heart. If all the children of destiny have such a rough fate as me, then I would rather be an ordinary person." Zhang Xiaofan said sadly, with a full face on his face. It's melancholy.

When Han Fei heard this, he took a deep look at Zhang Xiaofan. Among the most miserable children of destiny in all the worlds, Zhang Xiaofan must have a place. Even though his arrival brought some changes, it is difficult to change what has already happened.

Han Fei looked at Zhang Xiaofan and didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, so he changed the subject and said, "You are looking for me to be your teacher, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan listened and nodded silently. His originally clear eyes turned red at this moment, full of desire for the truth, as well as the pain and helplessness of past experiences.