When several other people heard what Song Xing said, they thought that Song Xing was afraid that everyone would overpower Zhang Xiaofan and lose, so he deliberately comforted his junior brother.
Even Zhang Xiaofan was embarrassed and said to Song Xing: "Senior Brother, I can win because of luck. I will definitely not have this luck in the next round."
After hearing this, the others nodded.
The weakest ones who can enter the top sixteen are those who have cultivated to the fifth level of Yuqing like Tian Linger, and have sharp magic weapons in their hands.
Most of them are masters of the sixth level of cultivation. Even if Zhang Xiaofan reaches the fourth level, the disciples of Dazhu Peak do not think highly of him.
For Tian Buyi, Zhang Xiaofan's ability to win two rounds in a row was already a blessing from the gods.
Dazhufeng's real hope lies in Song Xing.
Song Xing looked at Tian Linger who was walking in front, thought for a while, and shouted: "Little junior sister."
Tian Linger turned around: "Elder brother, what's wrong?"
Song Xing pondered for a moment and then said: "Tomorrow your opponent will be Junior Sister Lu from Xiaozhu Peak. On the stage, if the situation is not right, just admit defeat."
Tian Linger's expression changed.
The rest of Dazhu Peak also gathered around and asked in confusion: "Senior Brother, what's going on? Junior Sister is so popular now, why do you say such depressing words."
"Yes, although my junior sister's cultivation is a little weaker, the magic weapon in her hand is the one that my junior sister used before, and it is extremely powerful."
Seeing that everyone was waiting for him to explain, Song Xing thought for a while and said truthfully: "The divine weapon Tianya in the hands of Junior Sister Lu is the second best weapon in our sect after Zhu Xian. As for her cultivation, I estimate that it has already We have reached the ninth level of Yuqing Realm."
As soon as Song Xing said these words, everyone was dumbfounded, and Tian Linger's face turned pale.
Zhang Xiaofan looked at Tian Linger anxiously, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade, but fell silent in the end.
Song Xing knew that Tian Ling'er had good talent in cultivation and was spoiled by Tian Buyi and his wife. His temperament was inevitably arrogant. If he didn't tell the truth, he might be hurt when he met the cold-tempered Lu Xueqi tomorrow.
Tell her clearly in advance so that she can be prepared.
Although Tian Linger had an arrogant personality, he also knew that Song Xing was doing it for his own good. He bit his lip, nodded and said, "Elder brother, I understand."
The next day, the Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians martial arts competition entered the third round.
Sixteen Qingyun disciples were distributed across eight arenas, competing at the same time.
Among the three people in Dazhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan was arranged to compete on the "Kan" stage, Song Xing was on the "Li" stage, and as for the competition between Tian Linger and Lu Xueqi, they were arranged on the largest and most conspicuous "Qian" stage. Competing on stage.
The two most outstanding young female disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the past hundred years met prematurely. The elders may have felt regretful, but the young disciples were all overjoyed and had already surrounded the Qiantai like an iron barrel.
Zhang Xiaofan's opponent today is a disciple of Feng Huifeng, but Song Xing's opponent is a disciple of Tongtian Peak named Chang Jian.
Tian Buyi came to the two of them. Naturally, he had no worries about Song Xing. He patted his arm with a look of relief on his face.
He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan who was standing next to Song Xing. This unexpected little disciple stood there with his head lowered and said nothing.
Tian Buyi frowned and said: "Old Qi, you should be careful. If you can't do it, it doesn't matter. Just be careful not to get hurt."
Zhang Xiaofan was shaken, but others could not see what he was feeling inside. They could only whisper: "Yes, Master."
Suru, who was standing aside, smiled and said, "Be careful in everything."
Song Xing's opponent, Chang Jian, was a young Taoist priest. Standing there, he was wearing a blue Taoist robe and looked quite heroic.
After meeting Song Xing, the other party politely handed over his hand: "Tongtian Peak disciple Chang Jian, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Song."
Song Xing returned the greeting and said, "I have met Junior Brother Chang under the Dazhu Peak Sect."
Chang Jian nodded, passed his right hand in front of him, and with a "clang" sound, a red light dispersed from the handle, almost like a fairy sword surrounded by burning flames.
"This sword, 'Red Boat', is made of copper with thousands of years of fire. Please enlighten me."
After a long distance, Song Xing felt a hot air coming towards his face. It was obvious that this disciple of Tongtian Peak specializes in fire techniques.
A huge flame ignited on the fiery red sword, getting stronger and stronger, almost covering the sky above the ring. It seemed that the roaring sound of the fire dragon could be vaguely heard.
"Burn all the wasteland!"
Chang Jian shouted low, flicked his wrist suddenly, and the fiery red sword turned into a sword rain all over the sky. The sword shadow with scorching temperature shot towards Song Xing overwhelmingly.
Seeing this, Song Xing didn't move. The ten tigers behind him appeared in his right hand. The sword was not out of its sheath, but the scabbard was already covered with frost.
Frost immediately covered the entire arena, dissipating the heat in the arena and causing the temperature of the originally hot arena to plummet.
Immediately afterwards, Song Xing held the hilt of the Shihu Sword with one hand, and struck Huo Yu with the scabbard attached.
Suddenly, a terrifying power of freezing everything erupted from the Ten Tigers, and the entire arena seemed to tremble.
There was a dense and harsh sound of metal collision, and where the fiery red sword and the ten tigers collided, sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks, which was dazzling.
Under the "Qian" stage not far away, everyone was shouting loudly, obsessed with the two beautiful figures on the stage.
The glow of the amber scarlet silk and the endless blue light of the Tianya Divine Sword make this place look like a fairyland on earth, extremely beautiful.
Needless to say, Tian Buyi, Suru, Master Shuiyue and other senior masters of the two lines, even the leader Daoxuan Zhenren was sitting on the chair, watching the wonderful competition, with a smile on his lips and nodding frequently, what did he mean? Rejoiced.
Just when everyone was concerned about the outcome of the match between Tian Linger and Lu Xueqi, a huge roar of slashes sounded over the square, immediately overwhelming the momentum of the two people and attracting the attention of everyone on the high platform.
On the Li Zi Arena, Song Xing's long sword had returned to his back, while his opponent Chang Jian was standing on the edge of the arena opposite him, his face pale, his hands trembling slightly, and the magic weapon Chizhou fell not far from his feet.
The entire arena was filled with cold air, and it was almost freezing weather for dozens of feet around, forcing the surrounding disciples to retreat continuously.
Lu Xueqi, who was holding the Tianya Divine Sword, and Tian Linger, who was holding the Amber Zhu Ling, had just fought, and Song Xing had already decided the winner.
Chang Jian raised his still trembling arm, cupped his fist towards Song Xing and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Song, for showing mercy. I lost."
Zeng Shuchang, the leader of Fenghui Peak, was the only one among the Seven Meridians who had a good relationship with Tian Buyi. Seeing this scene, he asked Tian Buyi in surprise: "Chang Jian's cultivation is not weak. Even among the many disciples of Tongtian Peak, he is among the top five. , you can’t even catch a move from your eldest disciple? Senior Brother Tian, to be honest, what is your disciple’s current level of cultivation?”
Tian Buyi looked away from Tian Linger's battle and saw that Song Xing's side had already decided the winner. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "He just took advantage of the longer training time. It's nothing."
Uncle Zeng looked at him funny, "He defeated Chang Jian and has firmly entered the top eight. It's now here, do you still want to hide it?"
Tian Buyi chuckled and just shook his head silently.
The top four are nothing, Dazhufeng is bound to win the championship this time!
Just wait, your surprise is yet to come.
