Qing Juzi squeezed out between his teeth word by word, "Master Zhang, your clansman did not take the initiative to admit defeat, so according to the rules, no one is allowed to interrupt the competition during this period." ”

"That's right, you can't break the rules. Elder Nuyan laughed darkly.

Several elders beside him also nodded, and they all stared at the elegant man, never letting this person have the slightest chance to make a move.

They had already lost the first two games, and this last battle of practicing Qi Realm was definitely vicious.

"So many people were watching at the scene, and the head of the Zhang family couldn't insult the family's reputation on impulse. The white-bearded elder carrying the green gourd said with a smile.

His eyes were lowered, and there was a sly glint of sly.

Zhang Zixian frowned, wanting to say something more, but at this moment he heard an uproar in his ears, and his heart moved and he hurriedly raised his eyes.

The others also turned their eyes to look at the light curtain, and their faces changed.

I saw that the Zhang clansman who was almost submerged by the huge waves broke out with a powerful power to resist at this time, and the long stick he held was dazzling and shining!

From it, you can feel strong mana fluctuations, not at all like a monk who has exhausted his mana.

"What's going on?" Yin Jiu's eyes saw that the resistance suddenly increased, and his originally smug expression froze, slowly turning into a shocked color.

Zhang Lu slashed his arms together, frantically waving his long stick, waves of mana blessing on it, dazzling the surging waves that were about to swallow him.

He seems to be imposing, but in fact, his heart is full of incomprehension at the moment.

Originally, the mana in his body had long been unable to squeeze out a trace, but suddenly a large amount of mana was filled in it, just like a dry field irrigated by a long river, which was extremely moist.

Above the martial arts platform, Zhang Fengjiu smiled lightly, it was obvious that he was using the exchange item [One Star-Mana Supply].

With this mana supply, even a foundation building monk can fill his whole body in an instant, not to mention Zhang Lu, who only has the ninth layer realm of qi cultivation.

However, because there was too much mana, to a large extent, the meridians of Zhang Lu's whole body were impacted.

Fortunately, there was a target in front of him that could be attacked, so he poured out a steady stream of mana through the magic weapon, and hit the huge wave formed by the convergence of small sword rays.

Wrapped in an irresistible force, the stick turned the situation around and disintegrated the Yin Jiu Great Waterfall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rumble......

A stick smashed out horizontally, directly piercing the waterfall, and the snow-white waves opened from both sides, and the next moment it turned into nothingness and disappeared.

"Poof!"

Yin Jiu's expression was horrified, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blue long knife in his hand fell to the ground, staggering backwards.

No...... No way......

At this time, this top Qi cultivation disciple of the Qianji Sect stared at him in disbelief, and his mind went blank.

A black and gold long stick with a whining sound of breaking the wind struck at the man in a dark robe with a colorful light, dragging a long tail light along the way.

Yin Jiu was so frightened that his scalp almost exploded, and that kind of fear was like a flood beast, swept through his body.

He could feel the power of the stick, and if he hit, he would lose his life!

Forced by the fear of death, Yin Jiu couldn't manage too much, so he had to use all his strength to shout: "I admit defeat!

As soon as these words came out, the flying long stick suddenly froze in the air, Zhang Lu turned around, and shook his hand to hit all the power covered by the long stick to other places.

When a cloud of colorful light was about to leave outside the stage, a defensive light shield suddenly rose, blocking the attack inside, setting off a faint wave.

Zhang Lu stood with a stick, his face calmly looking at the man in front of him in a dark robe, but his heart was full of doubts.

The mana in his body was obviously consumed, but why did so much mana suddenly appear in his body out of thin air, and it almost washed away the meridians in his body, it was really dangerous.

Fortunately, he was still in a duel, otherwise there would be no target for pouring, and he knew that if he didn't use the excess mana in time, he would be in danger.

It's like a container that suddenly exceeds its supposed capacity, and it collapses.

"Forget it, I won this duel anyway. Zhang Lu said secretly in his heart.

He finally continued his previous two victories and severely dampened the arrogance of the opponent.

"I ...... I lost ......"

The intermittent words came out of Yin Jiu's mouth, and he staggered to the ground, clutching his hair with both hands, his face full of unwillingness and pain.

Outside the stage, everyone quietly watched the scene in the light curtain, and then it quickly boiled and broke out into a commotion.

"Hahaha! No, that kid from the Zhang family actually won?"

"Oh my God! This Qianji faction has lost his face! He has lost three qi training competitions, and he has really become a laughing stock!"

"Lao Tzu thought that there was no suspense about the outcome of this battle, but he didn't expect that the Zhang family suddenly broke out and reversed it in the end!"

"This Zhang family really doesn't save face for the Qianji faction!"

"Interesting!

............

Many people were laughing, and many of them looked at the Qianji monks present, pointing at them, and their words were full of mockery.

"This ...... This ......"

Qing Juzi's face was shocked, he really couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, and his heart was shocked like a monstrous wave.

Isn't it, this one lost again?

What the hell is going on? Wasn't it okay just now?

Elder Fuyan was already so angry that he couldn't speak, and his fiery temperament had almost smoothed out his temper after experiencing the humiliation and reversal brought about by these three battles.

The other elders and disciples were also hit one after another, and they became a little stunned.

Three Qi training competitions, all lost?

It's also too ......

Zhang Zixian coughed lightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He was familiar with the inside story, so he naturally knew what happened to the clansman who participated in the war.

"With my dad here, I can't win it. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and thought to himself.

Zhang Zixian turned around, and his eyes just touched the third and fourth brothers.

I saw Zhang Shaotian and Zhang Haomeng, both of whom knew their hidden internal information, and when they looked at each other, they all laughed.

When the others saw this scene, they thought that the three of them were in a good mood when they saw the result of the competition, and then they smiled with joy.

"Don't you take that embarrassing piece of waste with you!"

After a while, Elder Fury Yan burst out of his throat with a roar, and he was so angry that he hammered his chest, his whole face becoming redder from excitement.

"Yes!"

The two disciples stepped out of it and arched their hands.

Then, they flew to bring down the Yin Jiu who had already doubted his life.

Yin Jiu's eyes were dim, and his mind was always recalling the picture of his killing move being broken strongly, and the sense of pride that had been formed in his heart for a long time suddenly collapsed.

"No...... Can't...... This shouldn't be ......" Yin Jiu's face turned pale and muttered in his mouth.

"Rubbish! you're a trash!" Elder Fury scolded as he pointed to his nose excitedly.

Hearing this, Yin Jiu was stunned, and repeated two words in a low voice, "Waste...... Waste ......"

After a while, two lines of tears rolled down his face.

The Dao heart collapsed, and it was difficult to make up for it in this life, and he could have become a strong person in building a foundation, but now it is difficult to say whether he can even break through the barrier of building a foundation realm.

Although a monk can break through to the realm with the help of Tsukidan, in addition to qualifications and talents, the most basic thing is the Dao heart.

Even the Dao heart has been destroyed, how can you talk about stepping on the road?

Zhang Haomeng said in a disdainful tone: "It's quite scary for a baboon to lose his temper, and he sprinkles all his anger on his disciples, and he doesn't look at what kind of goods he is!"

He had already seen that the red-faced man was unpleasant, and now he would definitely be sarcastic when he seized the opportunity.

Elder Fuyan's eyes were about to erupt into flames, but at this time, he was so angry that he was smoking, and the killing intent brewing in his heart had already reached the extreme.

"Silly big one, you have a kind! Do you dare to fight in the first foundation building competition?" he roared.

Zhang Haomeng laughed happily when he heard it, "What's the matter? Do you think Lao Tzu is afraid? Come on, let me see if the fierce man's fist is hard!"

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and looked at each other with disdain.

"Okay, I'll deal with you in the first game!" Elder Fury Yan laughed angrily.

He had finally waited for this moment! Now that he had the opportunity to kill him, it must have been the most satisfying thing in his cultivation career.

Zhang Fengjiu said with a smile: "This red-faced old man has faced Haomeng, and the end can be imagined." ”

After the first three rounds of exchange consumption, his incense value still has two hundred and sixty-five points left, which is still sufficient.

But the most important thing is that the clansmen he helped fight against all win three Qi training competitions.

Three battles, three wins!

It is conceivable that after experiencing this incident, the hearts of the entire family will be filled with a strong sense of pride and pride.

The elite Qi cultivation of a mere local family can still defeat the top Qi cultivation cultivators cultivated by the Xiuzhen Sect.

That kind of self-confidence will be deeply imprinted in the hearts of all the people who watch the battle, and it will be difficult to erase it no matter how many hardships they have gone through.

And all of this is due to Zhang Fengjiu, who is the spirit of the ancestors, and the three children who fought bravely, which will greatly affect future generations.