Three days later, the day of the 20-year competition in Fancheng.

The test venue is set on a mountain peak not far from Fancheng, although it is not yet the time of the competition, the top of the mountain is already overcrowded, and people are surging side by side. Looking at Fancheng from here, it is clear at a glance. I can see that there are many disciples of all families along the way, and disciples from various sects and sects are rushing here.

Today is a grand ceremony for Fancheng.

Some shrewd small traders and hawkers have already set up stalls at the foot of the mountain peak or halfway up the mountain, and sell it under the scorching sun. Looking at the men and women who rushed to the top of the mountain from time to time, there was envy in their eyes.

As for the peak, in their hearts they must not go, it is a gathering place for monks and immortals, and a mortal does not dare to blaspheme.

The top of the mountain.

"This benevolent brother, come on, come on, look, I'm a family heirloom, sell you cheaper. I'll tell you, I'm really reluctant to sell it, this thing, that's a good one." A monk in the realm of sharp change pulled another monk and spat wildly.

"What kind of eyes do you have, don't you believe buddy? I tell you, I'm a well-known boy who doesn't deceive. This thing is really called a god, a true God. Fifty spirit crystals were sold. What do you think. Hey, hey. Don't go, we can study it again."

On the top of the mountain, the competition has not yet begun. Everywhere there were voices of monks or buying and selling, or exchange.

A purple, only as tall as an adult's calf, full of spirituality, with big eyes and grasping half of an inconspicuous snow-white stone shell, sneakily walked around in the crowd, busy with joy.

A teenager of about seventeen or eighteen sat in the open space in the distance and watched the shuttle little beast, his mouth almost crooked.

After a while, the little beast paused, looked around for a while, and quickly ran towards the young man's place.

"Come on, come on, hard work, hard work, eat a roast chicken to suppress the shock." Wang Huo saw that the little beast had returned, and hurriedly stepped forward to offer the prepared roast chicken.

After a pause, he rubbed his hands together and said with a dry smile, "That...... Xiaotu, oh no, Qiuqiu, how about the harvest, why don't we share the spoils first?

The little beast was eating roast chicken, and he didn't look at him. Apparently there is no meaning to divide the spoils. Wang Huo's eyes suddenly became anxious, and he lowered his voice and shouted, "I'll take the exam, little bandit, you can't be so shameless as a beast." At the risk of losing my body, I sacrificed my life and died heroically......"

Wang Huo sang the praises of how great his contribution was. When he was about to go on, the little beast impatiently threw a broken sword.

Wang Huo picked up the broken sword and looked left and right, and finally broke out, shouting, "I'll take the test, little bandit, don't bring such a play, you have looted so many treasures, just give me a broken sword that is about to rust." I have a lot of credit for this operation, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge."

The loudness of the sound was heard all over the mountaintop...... Suddenly, countless pairs of eyes looked at Wang Huo......

"Isn't that my heirloom sword, damn, how did you get to him?"

"I took the test, and my baby is gone."

"Damn, mine isn't there, it must have been something that did it. It's just sneaking around."

"Brothers, go up, take them down and get back the baby".

Suddenly there was chaos, and the little beast turned around and ran down the mountain without any will.

"Little bandit, you're too unmotivated, you take the things, and I'll back them." The king fire ghost screamed and ran in the direction of the little beast with extraordinary speed.

A strange sight suddenly appeared among the mountain peaks, a small purple beast rushing forward, followed by a young man. He was followed by hundreds of monks, those who had weapons took weapons, and those who did not have weapons directly picked up rocks and threw them around.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of people came from a distance, not many, only thirty or forty people. The Flame Gate arrives.

Wang Gang and Elder Fang Yan walked in the forefront.

"Wang Huo, that bastard, I don't know where to go at this time." Wang Gang's face was pale.

"Hehe, Uncle Wang, I guess he was already on the top of the mountain with Qiuqiu." Fang Yan said with a smile. This guy left sneakily with the little beast early in the morning, and Fang Yan didn't care too much.

"You should go first, Wang Huo is not an unreasonable child." The Great Elder said, and the other two elders reunited.

While a few people were walking and talking, the little beast and Wang Huo in the distance were rushing over. They were followed by a group of furious monks. A few people were confused and didn't know why.

The little beast ran to Fang Yan's approach, as if he saw a savior, and immediately jumped on Fang Yan's shoulder, put the stone shell on his head, and buried his head in Fang Yan's neck, for fear that others would see its face......

"Wang Huo, what the hell is going on, why are so many people chasing you." Wang Gang muttered.

"It's all small bandits, it looted most of the monks on the top of the mountain, it was discovered, and it turned out like this, I am the victim." Wang Huo shamelessly put all the blame on the little beast. His face was full of grievances.

The Flame Gate and his party heard what Wang Huo said. Immediately crying and laughing. This little thing is a headache in the Flame Gate, but I didn't expect it to be even bolder now......

The little beast raised its little head, angrily grabbed the stone shell on its head and threw it at Wang Huo, its paws pointing at Wang Huo and screaming.

Fang Yan, who watched it, was shocked again, how could this girl always lose her treasure.

Lifting the annoyed little beast on his shoulder, "I said why haven't you grown at all, and your stealing skills are still so bad, and you're found out every time." Can you train hard"?

"Also, quickly take back the stone shell, and don't keep smashing people with treasures next time." Fang Yan specially reminded.

The people around listened to Fang Yan's tone of hatred that iron could not become steel, and black lines suddenly appeared on his face, and cold sweat broke out. Psychological lamentation, this is really a tragedy for the majority of monks......

The creature retracts its stone shell. Pointing at Wang Huo's annoyed tweet, as if he was explaining something. But after calling for a long time, there was still a confused expression around him, and finally he had to nod helplessly at Fang Yan again and again......

"You roll over to Lao Tzu, and then dare to run around and break your legs." Wang Gang said angrily, how could he not guess it, there must be Wang Huo's share in it.

"Boy, tell that little thing to hand over our treasure."

"yes, yes, tell it to be handed over".

A group of monks chased after them and shouted.

"Everyone, Wang Gang, the master of the Lower Flame Gate, I really can't help it, I can't discipline it, I will ask the little guy to return the baby to you, please forgive me." Wang Gang stepped forward and arched his hand.

"It turned out to be the master of the Flame Gate, since you know them, then we will give you a face, as long as you return the things to us, this matter is settled, what do you say." A monk who seems to have authority.

"Okay, of course everyone has to give the face of the Flame Sect Master, as long as you return the things, this matter will be over." Everyone discussed peace, and it can be seen that the reputation of the Flame Gate is still very good.

Fang Yan stared at the little beast, and the little beast suddenly looked like he hadn't eaten for three days, he had no energy, and he stepped forward weakly to grab the stone shell and dumped all the treasures on the ground for them to take it themselves.

Looking at the hundreds of treasures on the ground, the people of the Flame Gate kept wiping their sweat, and their hearts were pounding. Fang Yan and Wang Huo looked at it with a lot of pain, and their psychology was cold.

Wang Gang watched everyone take back their things, and said loudly, "Today's matter is unbearable, please forgive me." It's almost time, so let's go up first."

In response, everyone rushed to the top of the mountain again.

At the top of the mountain, the voices of people are boiling, and the time for the competition is approaching. More and more monks came to watch.

"Hmph, the mad martial arts faction has such a big shelf, the hour is about to come, and I haven't seen them yet." The second elder said irritably.

"It should be soon". Wang Gang was calm and relaxed.

From time to time, not far away, four people flew in the air towards the place where the mountain peak was.

"Here, the people of the Berserk Martial Sect are here, it's really majestic." From the crowd came the envious noise.

The four of them stood, led by a middle-aged man dressed in white, and next to him stood Chen Lin, the princess of Xuanyang Sect with an arrogant and beautiful face, and Li Mad, the master of the Crazy Martial Sect, followed behind him with Li Li slightly. To the surprise of everyone.

"That middle-aged man is a deacon of the Xuanyang Sect, and every time there is a competition, the two sects above will send a deacon to watch the battle. Twenty years ago, the Xuanyang Sect sent him, and the woman next to him you already knew last time. He was followed by Li Mad and his son." Wang Gang looked at a group of people from the Wild Martial Sect and explained to Fang Yan in a low voice. Last time about Qingyun Tower, the two of them told Wang Gang as soon as they returned to the Flame Gate. Wang Gang didn't say much at the time.

"It's really majestic, and it's still flying, showing off." The second elder whispered.

"Shut up". The Great Elder glared at him and reprimanded.

Wang Gang walked towards the middle-aged man with the Flame Gate and his entourage, bowed slightly and said, "Deacon Chen."

"Hmm". Deacon Chen only glanced at Wang Gang slightly. Then walk to the seat that has been prepared for a long time.

Chen Lin glared at Fang Yan and Wang Huo angrily, his eyes full of mockery. and Li Mad father and son to keep up with Deacon Chen.

Fang Yan looked at Deacon Chen and his party, he was not.

"What a big shelf. I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you Xuanyang Sect people still have eyes on their foreheads, haha." A loud voice came from the sky, and then a middle-aged man with a smile on his face and a plain appearance broke through the air.

The crowd was amazed again......

When Wang Gang saw this, he hurriedly led the people of the Flame Gate to come forward and salute, "Deacon Zhang, you are here."

"Haha, Brother Wang, why are you so polite. We haven't seen each other in 20 years, so we'll have a drink." Deacon Zhang laughed. Seems to be a bold person.

Wang Gang seemed to be in a good mood, and said proudly, "That's good, after winning the competition, let's have a good drink."

"Okay, that's what I want from you, haha." Deacon Zhang burst out laughing again.

"Hmph, I said that your Burning Fire Sect still likes to brag so much, and you are not afraid to swallow." Deacon Chen of Xuanyang Sect said with a gloomy face.

"Whether it's bragging or not, we'll find out later." Deacon Zhang said.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's what you said twenty years ago. Don't slap yourself in the face." Deacon Chen's face was full of mockery.

"Then we'll see." Deacon Zhang of the Burning Flame Sect was not angry, and walked towards his seat with the Flame Gate and his party with a smile.

Seeing that Deacon Zhang Hao was not worried about the competition, Deacon Xuanyang Sect suddenly had doubts in his heart. After calling Li Mad, he frowned and said, "Master Li, you are a little sure of this competition."

Li Mad said confidently, "Ten percent, except for the one of the Great Elder, the other two games, ten percent won."

Hearing Li Maan's words, Deacon Chen frowned, and said with a sneer, "If you can make them unable to get out of the ring, it will be even more perfect."

Li Yan instantly understood, and the two walked to their seats with a sneer.

After the Flame Gate and his party sat down, the deacon of the Burning Flame Sect retracted a smile on his face, and looked at Wang Gang next to him with a straight face, "Brother Wang, seriously, can you win this time?"

didn't wait for Wang Gang to answer, and then said with a little worry, "To tell you the truth, if you can't win this time, I'm afraid ......."

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, we are absolutely sure to win this competition this time." Wang Gang said firmly.

"Okay, Brother Wang, then I won't ask more, and when you win, I will invite you to drink the spirit wine brewed by our Burning Fire Sect." Deacon Zhang said heartily.

At this time, the elders of the Madness Sect took nearly a hundred people to the top of the mountain and came to the side of the Madness Sect. The personnel of both sides have arrived, and the time for the competition has arrived.