Chapter 196

Afterwards, Patriarch Daoxuan encouraged the disciples, and also said that the final winner of this martial arts tournament could get the magic treasure Six Harmonies Mirror passed down by the tenth-generation ancestor, Patriarch Wufangzi.

Then he let the disciples have a good rest today, and the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament will officially start early tomorrow morning.

On the Tongtian Peak square, after Tian Ling'er gave the yellow-shirted youth a lot of instructions, she went to live with the senior sisters of Xiaozhu Peak, which made Song Daren and the others laugh repeatedly.

"Number Seven, it seems that after leaving Dazhu Peak, Little Junior Sister knows the lethality of your face." Du Bishu showed a teasing look.

"This is a small trouble that a good-looking person should have, and I'm afraid Sixth Senior Brother will never experience it in this life." The yellow-shirted youth said leisurely:

"It doesn't matter if Sixth Senior Brother doesn't understand, just respect it."

After hearing this, everyone showed an inability to hold back laughter, only feeling that even if he grew two more years, he still retained a relatively tricky side.

There are already many disciples in the Tongtian Peak lineage, and the place where they live has always been four people in one room, but now there are hundreds more people, which makes the dormitory for rest even more urgent, so that the Dazhu Peak brothers have to squeeze seven people in one room.

The yellow-shirted youth left directly, saying that he would not squeeze with them, and would come to the Yunhai Square to meet early tomorrow morning.

Song Daren also knew that his little junior brother's cultivation had long reached a level they couldn't imagine, so he didn't stop him too much and let him leave.

The next day.

There are already eight large platforms on the huge square, built with giant trees as thick as a waist, each separated by more than ten feet, arranged in the direction of the Eight Trigrams.

There are Qingyun disciples who came to watch the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament everywhere in front of and behind the platform. Under the largest Qian position platform in the middle, there is a red list, on which the sign numbers and names of the disciples participating in the competition are written.

With a crisp bell sound of "Dang", Patriarch Daoxuan stood on the high platform of the Qian position and announced the start of the 20th Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament of the Qingyun Sect.

On the Li position platform in the west, Tian Buyi and Su Ru sat on chairs, and on the side was Patriarch Shang Zhengliang of Zhaoyang Peak, and behind them were their respective disciples and sect members.

"Dad, Mom, Little Junior Brother is too unreasonable. I'm almost going to the stage for the competition, and he is still chatting with senior brothers and sisters from other peaks over there."

Tian Ling'er looked angrily at the yellow-shirted youth who was talking and laughing with others not far away:

"It's simply unreasonable, how can there be so many things to talk about."

"It's all because others love to find Number Seven to chat, and of course he is not easy to refuse." Su Ru said with a smile:

"This is just right to help him change his relatively tricky temperament a little, and learn to get along with people well."

"I think this temperament is fine without changing."

Tian Ling'er bit her silver teeth and said in a low voice, but she saw a young woman with a beautiful face actually helping someone smooth out the wrinkles on the shoulders of his clothes.

Su Ru on the side also saw this scene, and she didn't know her daughter's little thoughts, so she transmitted the sound:

"Number Seven, Ling'er's competition is about to start."

The yellow-shirted youth was slightly stunned, and said a few words to the people around him, but they all walked over.

When Tian Ling'er saw this, her expression was even worse, which also made Song Daren and the others behind her laugh secretly.

Following a disciple named Shen Tiandou from Zhaoyang Peak jumping onto the high platform, Tian Ling'er also jumped up with a cold expression.

She said expressionlessly that she asked Senior Brother Shen to give advice, and then sacrificed the amber vermilion silk.

Shen Tiandou sacrificed a three-foot immortal sword exuding gray-brown light.

"Senior Brother, why does Little Junior Sister feel like she is going to eat people, could it be that you provoked her?" The yellow-shirted youth asked in a low voice sideways.

Song Daren lowered his volume and said:

"As long as you maintain the casual laziness of Dazhu Peak and no longer be so good at dancing, I guarantee that Little Junior Sister will return to normal."

While the two were whispering, Tian Ling'er's apricot eyes were full of evil, her left and right hands made orchid Dharma formulas, crossed her chest, and shouted "Binding God", using the divine power of the amber vermilion silk with all her strength, and Shen Tiandou resisted with an immortal sword.

The two started a war of attrition as soon as they came up, and finally Tian Ling'er's cultivation was better than the other, and she won this competition.

Shang Zhengliang didn't care too much about his disciple's loss, so he looked at Tian Ling'er a few more times, thinking that her aptitude was indeed extraordinary, and she was less than twenty years old, and her cultivation had reached the sixth layer of the Jade Purity Realm.

"Dad, Mom, I won!"

After Tian Ling'er won a game, her expression was no longer the coldness just now, she jumped off the stage, and her eyes bent into crescent moons.

She glanced at the yellow-shirted youth sideways:

"I am your senior sister, now I have won, why are you still stunned, and don't even say a word of flattery."

Zhuang Buran pretended to be thoughtful and said:

"Fairy Ling'er, boundless magic power, great supernatural powers, legal driving in the Central Plains!"

Tian Ling'er felt that this slogan was frighteningly big, and immediately scolded with a smile:

"Go to death!"

The people around also laughed together, only feeling that the yellow-shirted youth was getting more and more interesting.

Because the disciples of the Dazhu Peak lineage had competitions one after another, Tian Buyi let his disciples prepare, and he let his wife and daughter, as well as the little disciple who was empty, go to boost morale separately.

Immediately, the yellow-shirted youth wanted to take advantage of the fact that Song Daren and the others hadn't started the competition yet to look around, and Chu Yuhong behind Shang Zhengliang pulled him to the Qian position platform.

I saw that half of the Qingyun disciples were gathered under the platform, and most of them were young male disciples.

The Qingyun Sect has the most disciples in Zhaoyang Peak, and Chu Yuhong, as the disciple most valued by Shang Zhengliang, also has the highest cultivation among the young generation of Zhaoyang Peak, so with the help of many Zhaoyang Peak disciples, he brought the yellow-shirted youth to the innermost part of the Qian position platform.

And many people sat closest to the high platform, including elders of various peaks, as well as Patriarch Daoxuan, Patriarch Cangsong, and Patriarch Shuiyue.

"Zhang Shidi, the competition later is between Xiaozhu Peak and Longshou Peak." Chu Yuhong explained specifically:

"This Xiaozhu Peak disciple is one of the popular candidates for the championship that I told you about before."

While he was talking, a cold-as-ice, incomparably beautiful, and extremely beautiful woman in white stepped on white clouds and flew to the high platform.

I saw her carrying a long sword on her back, the scabbard and hilt were sky-blue, the color was bright, and there was vaguely flowing light, which was a treasure of the immortal family at a glance.

"If I want to say, the person with the best demeanor among the female disciples of our sect is this Junior Sister Lu Xueqi."

Chu Yuhong suddenly shook his head:

"No, judging from the fact that more than half of the Qingyun disciples are present, it has already become a recognized thing."

A young disciple with a square face and thick eyebrows and a decent appearance stepped onto the stage and said excitedly:

"Junior Sister Lu, I am Fang Chao, a disciple under the seat of Longshou Peak. It is a great honor to have the opportunity to discuss with you today!"

Such flattery naturally attracted the booing of the people under the stage, while Lu Xueqi was still cold.

Fang Chao didn't care, as if it was not easy to have close contact with the woman he admired, so he chattered and talked to Lu Xueqi, without any intention of rushing to the competition.

It made Patriarch Cangsong under the stage look angry at his failure to live up to expectations.

Following the booing of the spectators, Fang Chao had to sacrifice an immortal sword full of cold air, and Lu Xueqi didn't draw the sword, just blocked it with the sheathed immortal sword, which made the silver-white immortal sword look like a heavy blow.

She threw the sky-blue immortal sword again, and a blue light instantly covered the high platform. Fang Chao didn't know that he was underestimated, and also underestimated the opponent's strength, no longer having any reservations, and condensed three bone-chilling ice walls in front of him.

However, the ice wall was smashed into powder by the sky-blue immortal sword in an instant, and the silver-white immortal sword took the opportunity to shine with white light, as if it was trying its best to resist.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, when the white light was about to dissipate, I saw a thin rope fiercely dragging Fang Chao, who was pale, and his slightly dim silver-white immortal sword to the stage.

The yellow-shirted youth supported Fang Chao who couldn't even stand still:

"Senior Brother Fang, the incident happened suddenly, there are many offenses, please forgive me."

Fang Chao thought he would be seriously injured, and even the immortal sword he had cultivated for a long time would not be guaranteed, and his future path would be gray, but he didn't expect to hear this warm voice in his ear.

He didn't know where the strength came from, and saluted the yellow-shirted youth solemnly:

"Zhang Shidi, great kindness and virtue, I will never forget it. If you have any orders in the future, I dare not disobey."

"Senior Brother Fang, it is a happy thing to be able to see that love is as cheap as grass when you are still young."

The yellow-shirted youth was gentle:

"Senior Sister Lu is very good, but Senior Brother Fang is also very good. Two very good people are not suitable. Perhaps it is because you deserve a better person."

Fang Chao looked moved. After experiencing the mockery of the crowd and the unreserved blow of the woman he admired, he suddenly found that a light hit him, and there was only one sentence in his heart:

"Zhang Shidi, understand me!"

At this moment, the people watching from beginning to end didn't know what happened.

The sword held by Lu Xueqi is not an ordinary thing, but the peerless divine sword Tianya that can restrain the supreme fierce thing Blood-Eater Bead of the Demon Sect. If it weren't for the yellow-shirted youth's timely action just now, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Listening to his words of comfort, they felt that this Zhang Shidi of Dazhu Peak was really a gentleman like jade, which could be called peerless and unique in the world.

Patriarch Cangsong not far away stood up straight, first looked at Patriarch Shuiyue with an angry face and ridiculed, saying that the disciples under her sect were cruel, and that they didn't leave any room for others after winning, and even destroyed people's immortal swords.

Then he walked towards the youth with big strides, his usually cold expression slightly relaxed, and said:

"They all say that jade is covered in dust and does not hide its light. It seems that I am also clumsy. If I had known earlier, I would have accepted you and Jingyu into the sect together."

The yellow-shirted youth smiled:

"Uncle Cangsong is over-praised, the seven peaks of Qingyun are one family, I just fulfilled the friendship of fellow disciples."

Patriarch Cangsong was silent for a long time and said:

"It's a pity, it's a miss after all."

(End of chapter)