As soon as the battle ended, Li Jianshu couldn't hold back any longer, flew into the field, and hugged Li Jianchen aside to heal his injuries.

Zhan Chen suddenly woke up, the competition just now was too intense, he lost his sense of proportion, and actually injured the master's son, he was very upset, as soon as he left the field, he came to Li Jianshu's side, and apologized: "Sect Master, the disciple deserves death......

"Okay! Zhan Chen, what are you talking about? This is a competitive competition, it is inevitable that you will be injured, you are not wrong, and you have not done it, on the contrary, you still have merit and won honor for our sect. "Li Jianshu said it categorically.

Zhan Chen observed his words and looks, but he did not find the slightest unhappiness on his face, on the contrary, there was a trace of appreciation and encouragement in the depths of his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but tremble: "What kind of mind is this, Li Jianshu is absolutely selfless for the Golden Elephant Sect, he is a great good sect master!"

"Let's go and heal!" said Li Jianshu at this time.

"Hmm. Zhan Chen looked at him deeply, nodded, and went to the side to start healing.

At this point, the five rivalries of the Lanfeng Festival have come to an end.

Qiu Wuya stood in the center of the Dao Douwu Platform and announced loudly: "The winner of this year's Lanfeng Festival is the Golden Elephant Sect! The reward you will receive is to increase the number of places to enter the True Martial Secret Realm to 100. Sect Master Li invites you to come to the stage to accept the reward from the Lanfeng Sect. ”

Hearing this announcement, Li Jianshu subconsciously stood up and walked onto the fighting platform, his spirit was a little trance, his desperate decision was able to achieve such a big victory!

While the other five sects looked at the Li Jian Book unwillingly, jealous of the good fortune of the Golden Elephant Sect, and gave birth to two genius disciples.

Qiu Wuya picked up a commemorative trophy and put it in his hand, Li Jianshu raised the trophy above his head, accepting the admiring gaze of the various sects, at this moment, this sect master couldn't help but burst into tears, at this time, the Golden Elephant Sect had won the first place in the Lanfeng Festival for the first time in the past ten sessions!

I heard Qiu Wuya say again: "And the title of the strongest disciple of the Five Sects belongs to Zhan Chen! Zhan Chen invites you to come to the stage to accept the reward awarded to you by the Lanfeng Sect. ”

"The strongest disciple of the five sects?" Zhan Chen's brain short-circuited for a while, he didn't expect the first place in the Lanfeng Festival to win such an honor, but in an instant, he regained his rationality and adjusted his mentality: "Zhan Chen, what are you thinking? This is just within the five sects, the outside world hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, isn't there a Lanfeng Sect in front of you?"

So he straightened his clothes a little and walked on the stage calmly.

The dramatic changes on Zhan Chen's face, but he was fully seen by Qiu Wuyan on the stage, and couldn't help nodding secretly, and secretly praised in his heart: "Well, don't be arrogant or impatient, this son is really a dragon among people!"

At this time, Zhan Chen had already left a deep impression in his heart, and even had a trace of covetousness, wanting to dig this disciple from the Golden Elephant Sect, but this thought was like lightning, flashing away.

"Zhan Chen, this is a reward for you. Qiu Wuya handed him a gold badge and a jade bottle containing the Tiger Muscle Pill.

"The Tiger Muscle Pill has finally arrived!" Zhan Chen's eyes were full of joy, and he wanted to go back to refine this four-grade pill as soon as possible.

Then, Li Jianshu and Zhan Chen arrived at the stage, and Qiu Wuya walked to the center of the Douwu Platform again, announcing: "Okay, next, what we are going to enter is the second stage of the celebration, that is, Zhan Chen and the representatives of the outer disciples of our sect will have a challenge competition!"

"The representative of the Lan Feng Sect?" Zhan Chen's eyes couldn't help but look at the young man who had been standing behind Qiu Wuya—the wind was clear.

I heard Li Jianshu remind on the side: "Zhan Chen, you have to be careful, after all, the Lanfeng Sect is a medium-sized sect, and their background is not comparable to our small sects, so even the combat power of their outer disciples usually exceeds that of our inner disciples, or even elite disciples." ”

Zhan Chen nodded and whispered, "Don't worry, master, I will try my best to win him." ”

After saying this, he stepped on the Douwu platform again, and as he expected, Feng Qingyang came to the center of the stage from behind, looked at him face to face, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Hello Zhan Chen, I am Feng Qingyang of Lanfeng Sect, please give me a lot of advice." ”

"I'll try my best to defeat you!" Zhan Chen's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and it had always been his long-cherished wish to be able to fight with opponents of a higher level.

"It's just a disciple of a small sect. In the face of his provocation, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart.

But on the surface, he still had to maintain his gentle demeanor, chose to laugh it off, and took out his sword from the Qiankun bag, which was a long sword with an emerald green body, beautifully carved, and there seemed to be an air flow entwined on the tip of the sword.

Seeing that sword, Zhan Chen's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good sword!"

Hearing his praise, Feng Qingyang made no secret of his love for his sword, and boasted: "This sword is called Thrilling, but it is a seven-grade sword weapon." Zhan Chen, I see that the sword you use is not ordinary. ”

"This sword of mine is called Tiger Roar, and it is an eight-grade sword weapon!"

"Eight-grade sword weapon?!" Feng Qingyang was stunned, he didn't believe that a disciple of a small sect could use such a good sword, a seven-grade sword weapon was something that could be met but not sought, in order to get this thrilling sword, I don't know how much effort it took to get this terrifying sword, not to mention the eight-grade sword weapon?

"Okay, Zhan Chen, let's see if your eight-rank sword weapon is powerful today, or my seven-grade sword weapon is powerful!"

Leaving this sentence behind, Feng Qingyang rushed over to Zhan Chen and attacked first. This made Qiu Wuya, who was sitting in the back, have a trace of unhappiness in his eyes, he had hinted before the game that the wind was clear, it was necessary to maintain the demeanor of the Lan Feng Sect, and let Zhan Chen strike first, but the always personable Feng Qingyang was abnormal today.

"Senior Brother Feng, come on!" At this time, wave after wave of shouts and cheers came from the surrounding audience, which showed that many people in the outer gate of the Lanfeng Sect were admirers of the wind.

"Japanese Wind Sword Technique!" Feng Qingyang's sword in his hand flicked slightly, and it seemed to be weak and weak, and there was no fierce momentum of ordinary swordsmanship at all.

"Golden Light Sword!" Seeing this, Zhan Chen naturally wouldn't miss the fighter, and he wanted to take him down with a fierce attack.

However, when his sword was about to stab Feng Qingyang, he suddenly felt that the sword in his hand was uncontrollable, swaying from side to side, and hurriedly withdrew the sword.

A fine light flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes, and the sword in his hand stabbed into Zhan Chen's chest at great speed, like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass, suddenly pounced on its prey.

"Eye of the Dao!" Fortunately, Zhan Chen reacted in time, and when he couldn't make a move, he turned sideways and passed by the Thrilling Sword.

Then, Zhan Chen used the Yao Guang technique, and a few dodges opened a distance from Feng Qingyang, and waited for the battle, but asked, "Feng Qingyang, what kind of swordsmanship are you using, why is my sword suddenly out of control." ”

Feng Qingyang smiled proudly and replied: "Zhan Chen, my set of "Japanese Sword Technique" is a Xuan-level high-grade sword technique, don't look at it as if it is not very powerful, but it can generate a strong wind pressure between swinging the sword, around the sword, as long as your sword meets my sword, it will be repulsed." ”

"Zephyr Sword Technique! What a weird sword technique, how will I deal with it?" for a while, Zhan Chen was in a predicament.

"Da Luo Golden Body, Condensation!" he chose to put on the Dark Gold True Qi Armor, so that he would at least make himself invincible first.

"Golden Light Sword!" After his heart was settled, Zhan Chen rushed forward to fight with Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang smiled calmly, and still used his own set of Japanese sword techniques.

Ding Ding Ding, on the fighting platform, the Tiger Roaring Sword and the Soaring Sword collided repeatedly, but every time Zhan Chen seemed to have to work hard to stabilize the uncontrolled sword.

And at this juncture, the sword of the wind would always stab his body, leaving sword marks on his dark gold armor.

Both of them seemed to be unhurried, but the amplitude of the corners of Feng Qingyang's mouth was getting bigger and bigger, while Zhan Chen's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

Without him, Da Luo's golden body needs to consume a lot of true qi, and it won't last long, and the victory will definitely be clear at that time!

Not long after, Zhan Chen had begun to gasp, and Da Luojin's body also became looming, as if it would disappear at any time.

"My chance has come!" Feng Qingyang smiled triumphantly, glanced at a flaw, and pointed his sword towards Zhan Chen's throat with all his might. However, he didn't notice that at this moment, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes.

"Eye of the Dao!" As soon as Zhan Chen's eyes closed, he turned his head calmly, and a sword flashed by Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang's eyes changed from surprise to surprise, and his mouth opened wide, as if he couldn't believe that all this was true.

At this moment, Zhan Chen counterattacked, used the golden light sword in his hand, flicked it upward, and stopped at Feng Qingyang's throat, and said with a smile: "Feng Qingyang, I won!"

"No! how did you do that!" exclaimed Feng Qingyang, unable to accept the fact.

At this time, Zhan Chen's face quickly became serious, and he said: "Feng Qingyang, you are very powerful, if it is according to the normal situation, my sword technique must not be the opponent of you and Feng Sword Technique." ”

"However, although the Zephyr Sword Technique is powerful, it has a fatal flaw, that is, the moment you attack, you can no longer control my sword, and this gap is my only chance to turn defeat into victory!"

"But how did you avoid my sword!" Feng Qingyang grasped the crux of the matter, that sword he had been planning for a long time, and no one in the martial arts realm could dodge so calmly.

Zhan Chen's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface, he was still calm, and slowly replied: "In fact, I did it!"

Feng Qingyang really couldn't get over his face, and he wanted to argue, but at this time, he heard Qiu Wuya shouting from behind: "Okay, Feng Qingyang, isn't it enough to be ashamed?

Feng Qingyang's body stiffened, so he had to turn around and walk towards the stage tiredly.

The surrounding audience also found it difficult to accept the fact that he was defeated, and they were silent for a while, obviously having the advantage before, but they were overturned at the most critical moment.

Zhan Chen saw that the dust had settled, so he breathed a sigh of relief and jumped off the Douwu platform, but saw Su Yun coming forward, and was the first to congratulate him: "Zhan Chen, you are so good! As far as I know, there are few people who can win against the representative of the Lanfeng Sect!"

Zhan Chen just wanted to grin and share happiness with Su Yun, but suddenly thought of something, so he hid the smile on his face, and just replied in a normal tone: "Thank you for your concern." ”