(Thanks to the book friend for the reward of "I ate the online name,")

The next day,

The morning sun shone lazily on the sea of ​​clouds. The disciples of Qingyun Sect came to the square as before yesterday and continued to watch the Qingyun Sect Seven-Meridian Martial Arts Examination once every Jiazi.

Everyone in Dazhu Peak stood under the red list yesterday, and saw that half of the names of people on the red list were removed, and next to Ye Fan's name, his opponent today - Liu Feng was also written next to Ye Fan's name.

"Is this... a legendary enemy who is narrow in the road?"

Ye Fan naturally remembers this person who bullied the predecessor of this body and was severely humiliated by himself.

However, even he did not expect that Liu Feng would be able to enter the second round of the Seven-Meridian Martial Arts, and fortunately he met him. In this case, he could not think of any other explanation except for explaining the narrow path of enemies.

"Senior brother?"

Tian Ling'er, who was standing by, saw Ye Fan's face strange, thought he was worried about the competition. She frowned slightly and said in surprise: "That Liu Feng, even the senior brother thinks it's very difficult?"

"I'm fine,"

Ye Fan shook his head, and did not explain the matter, but instructed: "Junior sister, your opponent this time is Chu Yuhong from Chaoyang Peak. This person is sacrificing the Fire Immortal Sword, so be careful."

"I know, thank you, senior brother."

Among the seven disciples who played against Dazhu Peak yesterday, four wins and three defeats. Song Daren, Tian Ling'er, He Dazhi and Du Bishu all entered the next round. In addition, Ye Fan, a nominally considered Dazhu Peak, five of them advanced to the second round, which made Tian Buyi happy a little.

So when Tian Buyi and Su Ru came, Ye Fan could still see the former's fat face rarely showing a happier look.

Soon after, the bells and the tripods sounded together, and the competition had officially begun. Tian Buyi looked at Su Ru, nodded, and instructed: "You all know the competition. The red list was written clearly just now. After the competition began, your master's wife and I will also come to the audience to watch your competition, so don't embarrass us."

"yes."

While talking, everyone walked towards their respective competition places.

This time, Song Daren, Tian Ling'er and Ye Fan competed at the same time. Therefore, only Ye Fan came to the "Zhen" position and no one else was accompanied.

This is the easternmost part of Yunhai Square. At first glance, there are only a dozen Qingyun disciples, most of whom are disciples of Tongtian Peak. Logically, they are Ye Fan’s brothers, but Ye Fan is too lazy to greet them. Anyway, when he was at Tongtian Peak, his predecessor was practicing alone, so he was targeted by people like Liu Feng.

There was only a chair in the audience, and an old man with white beard sat there. Ye Fan looked at him and felt familiar. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this was the elder who scolded the disciples for being lustful outside the crowd before Lu Xueqi's competition yesterday morning, and complained that he shouldn't recruit female disciples. He just didn't know which lineage he was from Qingyun Sect.

During the Seven-Meridian Martial Arts Examination, there are eight arenas. Generally speaking, at least one elder will be arranged for each ring to take charge. Otherwise, the young disciples will be very energetic and will be very excited when they fight.

When he arrived on the stage, Ye Fan found that Liu Feng had arrived early. He was looking at him with a resentful look on his face, as if he was saying again, "It's considered waiting for you."

"when!"

The crisp sound of the bell and tripod sounded, and the white-bearded old man from the audience had come to his senses and announced:

"start!"

"Knock,"

This sentence seemed to ignite the fuse. After hearing this, Liu Feng quickly sacrificed the fairy sword without saying a word. The green sword light flew towards Ye Fan like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

It seems that after the lesson last time, Liu Feng already knew that Ye Fan was very skilled and could not be approached by him at will, so he quickly sacrificed his magic weapon to keep the distance between the two.

“Buzz,”

Unfortunately, Ye Fan didn't want to continue wasting time. He raised his hands and held the ball in the void. His left and right hands formed sword finger techniques, as if it was slow and fast, and he drew a Tai Chi diagram in front of him.

In an instant, the pattern burst into a dark blue light, blocking the fairy sword firmly in front of Ye Fan.

"The void condenses!"

The white-bearded old man in the audience had obvious extraordinary eyesight. When he saw Ye Fan taking action, he couldn't help but stand up and shouted in surprise.

Immediately, the old man found that it was a bit inappropriate for him to do this, so he turned around and looked around. Fortunately, the disciples of Tongtian Peak next to him were also shocked by Ye Fan's Tai Chi diagram. He did not notice him. Then he felt relieved and couldn't help but murmur: "At a young age, it is really rare to be able to practice Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to such an extent."

The two on the stage were not attracted by this scene.

In other words, the moment the Tai Chi diagram wrapped around the immortal sword, the competition came to an end.

"bump!"

With just a light palm, Liu Feng was pushed off the ring, and the speed was so fast that it almost exceeded everyone's imagination.

"this……"

Fortunately, when the white-bearded old man was already staring at the stage with all his attention when the Tai Chi diagram appeared, he immediately announced, "In this game, Dazhu Peak, Ye Fan won!"

"I protest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Liu Feng quickly climbing up from the ground and said to the old man with a red face, "Elder, I protest. Ye Fan is obviously a disciple of Tongtian Peak, but he participated in the Seven-Meridian Martial Arts in the name of Dazhu Peak. This is cheating!"

As he said that, Liu Feng glanced at Ye Fan in a demonstration, then looked around the ring, pointed at the other ten other disciples of Tongtian Peak and said, "These are all my disciples of Tongtian Peak. If the elders don't believe it, they can all testify!"

"Yes, my disciple is willing to prove it."

"So do disciples."

"This Ye Fan is indeed my disciple of Tongtian Peak. Please immediately disqualify him from the seventh lineage of martial arts."

"this……"

Hearing so many disciples protesting in unison, the old man with white beard was a little panicked. Fortunately, he was not a person who had not experienced the storm and waves. He quickly responded and turned to everyone and said, "Let's do this, now the head of the sect is watching the battle on the 'Qian' platform. Why not report this to the head together?"

"Disciple is willing to go with the elders," Liu Feng said.

"Disciple is willing."

"Disciple is willing, too."

The old man then looked at Ye Fan, "Ye Fan, do you have any objections?"

"The disciple has no objection,"

Ye Fan bowed his hand, but he was speechless to the old man.

It is obvious that Liu Feng and a group of people were asking for trouble, deliberately embarrassing Ye Fan. I can understand that if someone really dared to do something impersonation in front of everyone, would Daoxuan and Cangsong and others not know?

Sure enough, after the group came to the "Dan" position in a mighty manner and reported the matter, Daoxuan Zhenren looked as usual and waved his hand and said, "I already knew about this matter, so there is no need to say much."

With the fact that Daoxuan Zhenren came forward in person, a farce disappeared.
Chapter completed!