"Sure enough, it's still the same!" Standing not far away, Zhang Jianren looked at Zhang Yifan's distant figure with a smile on his face, and a leisurely sigh came out of his mouth.

Then he exhaled lightly, turned around and left the crowd, and walked along the mountain road on the east side towards the direction of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

At this moment, Zhang Yifan turned back as if he had a feeling, then raised his hand and waved it, grabbed his messy hair, turned his head and continued to move forward.

on the observation deck

"I really let the senior brother say it, this Zhang Yifan does have two hits, it seems that his talent is still above Lingfeng's nephew, so that our rune may have a chance to revitalize again", Zhang Huaide looked at Zhang Yifan who was walking through the crowd, and stroked his beard with a smile.

Zhang Huaijin shook his head disapprerovingly, "Hehe, I'm afraid it's not that easy, Fu Dao cultivation, talent is important, but there are always very few people who can really break through that moat and finally achieve something." You must know that Longhu Mountain, which has been inherited for thousands of years, has no shortage of amazing and glamorous people, but there has never been a real rune who can urge that thing. ”

"This ......", Zhang Huaide was speechless for a while when he heard this.

Dry word ring

The battle between Zhang Ritian and Zhang Meng finally decided the winner at this time, although few people paid attention to .......

"Qianzitai, the first game, Zhang Ritian, win!", Lingquan Zhenren, who was the judge of the Qianzi ring, glanced at Zhang Meng who was lying on the ground, and then looked at the tall and thin young man standing on the stage tremblingly, and made a ruling.

After hearing this, Zhang Ritian's last tense nerve also relaxed, and he sat on the ground with an unsupportable buttocks, panting and wiping his sweat.

At this moment, Zhang Ritian can be said to have reached the limit of the limit, if Zhang Meng was not distracted by the competition in the ring next door, he would have a chance, and seize the opportunity to stun him, and if it took a moment and a half, he might have lost himself.

Lingquan Zhenren waved his hand to beckon a few disciples before the two people on the stage carried them down, and then began the next competition.

......

The next two rings had several competitions, but most of them were contests between older disciples wearing dark blue uniforms.

Even if one or two junior disciples occasionally came to the stage, they were easily defeated by the older disciples, and there was no perfect counterattack like Zhang Pan.

This couldn't help but make the other senior disciples who were preparing to participate secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and after knowing that not all new disciples were as demonic as Zhang Pan, they regained their confidence again.

On the contrary, this situation made the junior disciples who had just raised their hopes feel half cold, and after watching the next few games, they had a clearer understanding of the strength of the older disciples, and gradually sobered up from the fantasy of counterattack, and even the junior disciples admitted defeat as soon as they came to the stage.

Because of this, the efficiency of martial arts skills has also been greatly improved, and in just one morning, sixteen matches have been completed in the two rings.

"Qianzitai, the seventh game, Zhang Lang, win!"

"Kunzitai, the ninth game, Zhang Xiaoting, win!"

With the sound of rulings from the two rings one after another, the competition of disciples and martial arts finally came to an end temporarily.

Zhang Yang in the stands immediately turned on the microphone again, "Okay, since the Qiankun ring has been decided, the morning martial arts competition has come to an end for the time being, everyone has a little rest, and after lunch, we will continue to participate in martial arts from time to time!

After speaking, Zhang Yang put down the microphone, bowed in the direction of Zhang Yucheng, and waited quietly.

The Heavenly Master slowly got up under the gaze of everyone, leaned sideways and said slightly, "Elder Yue, Master Daoming, I must be tired after sitting for so long, so let Zhang Yang take a few people to Guangyuanzhai for dinner first."

"Haha, okay, then there will be work!", Yue Dubu looked inexplicably in a good mood, and took the two people behind him to take the lead with a little arch of his hand.

Monk Daoming clasped his hands together with a smile on his face, and then walked around the old heavenly master and walked towards the stage.

And just as the four of them were gradually moving away, Yan Yi, who had been standing behind the Heavenly Master, looked at them and gradually frowned, "What's the matter? That feeling just now...... I don't think I've ever met a few of them, so I'm ......."

Just when the four Daoming monks passed by Yanyi, she suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu, and then pondered for a while, but after all, she still didn't get anything, so she could only shake her head and put this matter aside first. And focused his attention on the people who attracted more attention, they were Ye Tu and the others who were sitting on the easternmost side of the guest seat before, and they also came to the Heavenly Master at this time.

"Thank you, Heavenly Master!", Sun Yu bowed deeply and said softly.

Seeing this, Zhang Yucheng didn't care about his identity as a celestial master at all, hurriedly stepped forward and dragged his hands, and said with sincere fear: "Little friend doesn't need to be polite! It is the old man who should be thanked, and Longhu Mountain has been waiting for a few people for a long ......time. ”

This scene not only surprised Yanyi, but also shocked the elders of the Heavenly Master's Mansion present.

What kind of identity is Zhang Yucheng, who is the head of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, has a profound Taoism, and can even be said to be the first person in the righteous way.

Today, I will actually lower my posture in front of a hairy boy in his twenties!

Sun Yu looked up at Zhang Yucheng and didn't speak, and after a moment of silence, he nodded slightly, and then walked down the corridor with Ye Tu and Huang Xianru behind him.

Although this action was small, it did not escape the eyes of Yan Yi, who was standing side by side with the old heavenly master.

"Transphony...... , It seems that the relationship between these three people and the Heavenly Master's Mansion is very unusual", Yan Yi thought like this, and suddenly heard Yu Lan's voice in her ears: "Hey, Yan Yi's nephew! What are you in a daze? Let's go! Let's eat!"

Yanyi turned around and looked over, and saw that Yu Lan was thinking about waving her hand, so she immediately shouted, "Ah!

But just as he was about to raise his feet, he suddenly thought of something, tilted his head to look at the Heavenly Master, and said resignedly: "Master, Master, I... Is it possible to ......".

Zhang Yucheng didn't look back, and waved his hand gently, "Go! Don't forget the three chapters of our covenant!"

"Uh-huh, I know the ancestor, then I'll go first", as she spoke, Yanyi couldn't wait to run in the direction of Yu Lan.

"You all go and get busy, I want to be alone here quietly", Zhang Yucheng slowly turned around and sat back in the chair.

When the elders who had not yet left heard this, they stood up and saluted before leaving one after another.

Soon, on the huge back mountain, only the old heavenly master was left sitting alone in the stands, with a sluggish back, alone.

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