At this point, all the seven martial arts and eight martial arts teams were decided, namely Chang Jian from Tongtian Peak of Changmen, Qi Hao from Long Peak, Zeng Shushu from Feng Hui Peak, 6 Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan and Wang Fan from Dazhu Peak, and...

In the quarterfinals, Dazhu Peak occupied two seats, and it was a very glorious moment.

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and everyone in Dazhu Peak came to Yunhai Square and saw that the original eight arenas had been demolished, and the rest were arranged in four directions: southeast, west and north.

Tian Buyi and Su Ru walked in front, while Zhang Xiaofan and Wang Fan were walking among the crowd, like stars surround the moon.

The disciples from other veins around retreated one after another and made a way out. The eyes of the people who looked at Dazhu Peak were filled with surprise.

Although he has the fewest disciples, he has achieved the best results in the Seven-Meridians Huiwu, which is indeed amazing.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Fan looked calm, but Zhang Xiaofan, who had never received such attention, was quite flattered.

The four arenas, east, west, south, north, and the most lively is the largest arena in the north, with a crowd of people. Needless to say, it is naturally the place where 6 Xueqi competes. Tian Buyi looked at that place and snorted.

He naturally has no good feelings for the person who defeated his daughter.

Su Ru saw her husband's emotions. After all, she was born in Xiaozhufeng and did not feel much disgusted with 6 Xueqi. She smiled and said, "Dafan, Xiaofan, you can go to the place where the competition is on your own."

The disciples of Dazhu Peak responded.

Tian Buyi and Su Ru then whispered together and walked towards the ring in the north.

The other remaining disciples, including Tian Ling'er, all went to the western ring with Xiaofan, but no one went to the eastern ring to watch Wang Fan's competition.

Wang Fan’s opponent today is Qi Hao, the most outstanding disciple of Long Feng.

Perhaps for other disciples, this will be a battle of dragons and tigers, and an extremely fierce and exciting competition.

But for everyone in Dazhu Peak, the victory or defeat has long been destined.

Two years ago, Qi Hao was defeated by Wang Fan. So two years later, even if Qi Hao's cultivation level becomes more and more profound, can Wang Fan's cultivation level stop moving forward?

Tian Ling'er said during dinner last night: "Anyway, it must be the junior brother of Dafan who won. What's the point? Let's cheer for Xiaofan tomorrow!"

The disciples of Dazhu Peak agreed deeply, so they rushed to the ring in the west to watch Zhang Xiaofan's competition.

Wang Fan showed a helpless smile on his face.

He came to the east ring and saw that there were many disciples around the ring, which was not much smaller than the ones in the north ring. Among them, Long Peak disciples were the most. I thought that there were Qi Hao from Long Peak here, so there were more Long Peak disciples from Long Peak. However, for some reason, he did not see the elders of Long Peak, even the Daoist Cangsong from Long Peak was not here.

Wang Fan frowned, feeling a little strange in his heart.

He walked to the middle of the ring, where there were five or six chairs, but there was only one chair and one person was the referee elder.

Seeing Wang Fan bringing him, the elder stood up with a smile and said, "Mr. Nie Dafan, you are here."

Hearing the elder's name, Wang Fan's face turned a little ugly in an instant, but the elder was unaware of it and continued to smile: "Today, Dazhu Peak is full of talents, and Senior Brother Tian has taken in two good disciples!"

Wang Fan and the elders made a few polite words again and walked onto the arena.

After a while, the bell at the beginning of the competition had already rang for the third time, but his opponent Qi Hao still did not come. Wang Fan finally felt something was wrong.

There was also a lot of discussion under the ring, especially the Longfeng disciples were extremely anxious. Many people turned around and were anxiously waiting for Qi Hao's arrival.

At this moment, a disciple dressed in Longfeng costume ran quickly from a distance. His face was anxious, and he didn't care about the strange gazes around him. He rushed to the referee elder and said a few words in his ear.

The referee elder's face changed drastically, as if he was disbelief, and asked, "Are you serious?"

The Long Peak disciple looked at Wang Fan on the ring hatefully, but finally he still focused his attention.

The referee elder took a deep breath, looked at Wang Fan, and announced loudly: "Qi Hao, a disciple of Longfeng, was too seriously injured in the competition yesterday and could not get up, so he gave up today's competition."

On and off the stage, there was silence.

No one quarreled, no one was dissatisfied, only a few disciples looked resentful, but they did not make extreme words.

After all, Wang Fan's strength is obvious to all. Even if Qi Hao participates in the competition today, he may not be Wang Fan's opponent. He cannot come due to injury, so he may save his face instead.

Many Longfeng disciples even felt a little relieved.

Today, Qi Hao is not just a genius disciple of Long Peak. He is already the leader of the eight generations of Long Peak disciples, and can even be said to be another soul figure besides Taoist Cangsong.

If he was defeated by Wang Fan in public, it would inevitably affect Long Feng's reputation.

Wang Fan's face was calm and he was not surprised.

At the same time, on the edge of the ring on the west side of the ring more than ten feet away, an old white-bearded man was announcing similar news with a frustration.

"The disciple of the Nagato clan Chang Jian was too seriously injured because he was unable to get up because he was unable to get up yesterday's competition. He gave up today's competition."

...

In the evening of that day, when the disciples of Dazhu Peak had supper in the dining hall, they became the target of all Qingyun disciples' attention.

Most of these people look at them with envy and jealousy, but few people are dissatisfied.

Whether it is Wang Fan or Zhang Xiaofan, both of them have proved their strength in the first three rounds. Although the promotion in the fourth round is of luck, isn’t luck also a kind of strength?

Wang Fan was as peaceful as ever.

Zhang Xiaofan was a little embarrassed, and it was obvious that he was extremely surprised that he was able to enter the semi-finals.

When Su Ru saw Zhang Xiaofan being embarrassed, she smiled and comforted: "Xiaofan, you did a good job in this big test. Don't care about other people's eyes. Focus your energy on the next round of competition. Don't embarrass your master's wife and your master."

This sentence was very useful, and Zhang Xiaofan settled down instantly, and a firm look flashed in his eyes.

"snort!"

Hearing Su Ru's words, Tian Buyi snorted coldly, his face a little bad.

At this moment, the seven veins of Dazhu Peak are extremely outstanding in martial arts. Two disciples advanced to the semi-finals. Originally, he should have been the person who was most glamorous, but now there are a lot of gossip outside, saying that his two disciples were just lucky enough to advance.

Su Ru was a little helpless, comforted the younger one, and had to coax the old one.

He had to persuade him with a gentle voice: "You know that Dafan's strength is better than Qi Hao. As for Xiaofan, although he may not be able to beat Chang Jian's junior, Chang Jian's failure to participate in the competition was due to both losses and losses with Daren, and it is also the credit of our disciples of Dazhu Peak. Therefore, we have a clear conscience to these two semi-finals!"

Tian Buyi suddenly became angry, and the fat on his cheeks shook.
Chapter completed!