When I heard this, I couldn't stand up. Fan Xiuying, isn't that my grandma's name?
After the young man finished speaking, he patted the melon seed peels on his hands and prepared to jump off the martial arts arena.
I quickly stretched out my hand to stop him: "Hold on, you just said, who is your master? Is it Fan Xiuying? Is it my grandma?"
The young man smiled meaningfully and said, "Is it important? On this Maoshan Mountain, we are all disciples of Maoshan Mountain. We should regard the future and destiny of Maoshan Mountain as our highest ideal. Personal identity is not important!"
"Besides, what if your grandma is my master? My aunt was once a lady of the family, well-informed and courteous. After marrying into your family, she didn't seem to have a good life. In her later years, she had to travel around because of you until she died. ! Now that she has passed away, I don’t want to be angry with you anymore because of her!"
After saying that, Fan Zhiming jumped off the field, and before leaving, he did not forget to add: "But this does not prevent me from helping you, because the destined person shoulders the fate of my Maoshan Sect, but first, You have to prove that you are the destined one in my calculation!"
I was stunned on the spot. I never imagined that by participating in a Zongbi competition, I would actually meet my grandma’s family.
When I learned that Fan Zhiming had left the martial arts arena, I still didn't react. It wasn't until the referee announced that I had won that I slowly walked off the stage.
And there is one word that keeps echoing in my ears, the destined person!
Am I really the destined person of Maoshan Sect?
Thinking about it now, I will no longer have any fundamental relationship with the Maoshan Sect. Unless one day, I can defeat Mo Hongjing, then I may be able to bear the fate of the Maoshan Sect on my shoulders.
And now, forget it!
After slowly walking off the field, Qin Guan also asked me immediately: "What happened? Why didn't we fight, and that kid just gave up?"
Su Han was better informed. Before I could explain, she added on the side: "This Fan Zhiming is from Grandma Xiaojiu's side. It's normal to put some water in it, but I'm curious. He told you What's the matter, have you been talking for so long?"
I waved my hand and sighed and said, "Nothing, he said he wanted to see Mo Jingtian and I have a showdown!"
Even a calm person like Qin Guan was a little surprised after hearing this: "What's the reason? How can he be sure that you will definitely make it to the finals?"
I shook my head and indicated that I didn't know either. After all, I didn't quite understand what Fan Zhiming said, so I couldn't give him a clear explanation.
After this match, I returned home. Now I don't want to do anything. I somehow entered the top five, and the opponents below are stronger than the last.
Su Yi, Song Yumen, and Mo Jingtian are all among the top five, so in the following lottery, I have a high chance of drawing one of these three people. No matter which one I draw, I will inevitably win. A fierce battle.
Because they are all little heavenly masters.
Time soon came to the next morning.
This is a crucial game, because this game determines whether I can still stand here.
He stretched out his hand to draw lots and felt that the box was empty, because there were only five pieces of paper here. When he grabbed it, it was directly White Tiger Field, Jiayi!
Be the first to play!
Soon, the draw for the five people became clear. Since there were five people, one person still got a bye!
And when the game started, looking at the opponent in front of me, I actually felt like laughing.
Looking at the young boy in front of me with a wicked smile on his face, I really doubted my life!
Because the one who drew Lot A with me was actually Su Yi! !
I never dreamed that my opponent would be this guy!
In another scene, it was Song Yumen fighting against a Maoshan disciple who looked a bit mature.
This round, Mo Jingtian unexpectedly got a bye!
However, I am accustomed to this ending, because there is a one-fifth chance that it will happen to anyone.
But when Su Yi and I faced each other, something was a little abnormal!
My brows were twitching slightly, and I always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this last round of drawing, but I couldn't figure out what the problem was for a while.
"Brother Lin Jiu, you didn't expect us to meet here? My sister said, let me hit you gently, don't turn around and hurt you. Sister Yuxi is worried, so don't worry, I will hit you gently. !" Su Yi puffed out his cheeks and said proudly.
I was a bit dumbfounded, so I responded with a smile: "Then did your sister tell you not to cry after being beaten?"
Su Yi's face turned red and she couldn't think of anything to say to refute me.
Finally, seeing how uncomfortable he was holding back, I waved my hands and said, "Okay, let's do this. Instead of fighting for now, how about we see who wins first in the next game?"
When Su Yi heard this, he nodded quickly, and then sat down cross-legged.
I also stood with my hands behind my hands, watching the battle between Song Yumen and another Maoshan disciple in the Suzaku Arena next door.
This match should be considered evenly matched. Even if Song Yumen can win, it will not be easy because the opponent is a strong man who is half-stepped into the level of Little Heavenly Master.
"I advise you to save some energy. Tomorrow is the final. I don't want to waste too much energy because of you!" Song Yumen said softly, shaking the folding fan in his hand.
The other party didn't appreciate it at all. He thought about it carefully and then said: "You seem to be afraid of fighting me, or afraid of getting hurt fighting me?"
Song Yumen's expression suddenly changed, and the folding fan he opened in his hand closed instantly, losing his original grace and grace.
"Bold enough to speculate on anything? Are you seeking death?"
After saying that, Song Yumen's hand instantly gathered a stream of yang energy, and then turned into a jet-black flame!
Maoshan technique, the true fire of purgatory!
The next second, fierce flames surged towards the Maoshan disciple!
That Maoshan disciple is not a fool. He has gone through so many battles to get to this point. If he doesn't have some original qualities, it would be really unjustifiable.
Before the flames came, a green light glowed above his feet, and then his figure disappeared.
Maoshan technique, wind control curse!
The next second his figure disappeared, he appeared behind Song Yumen.
He quickly chanted the incantation, and then a complex incantation slowly emerged from his hand.
The spell appeared in a dark purple color, and then it hit Song Yumen's back.
Maoshan technique, Qingming curse!
It is a Taoist technique that can continuously cause harm. Once it is penetrated into the body, it will be like a maggot attached to the bone, constantly being hurt.
Song Yumen suddenly discovered his whereabouts and turned his head slightly. Seeing this scene, he smiled coldly, showing his white teeth...
