On the high platform, Ye Qingzhou's expression moved.

At the moment when Zhang Xiaofan took the World Fruit, he sensed it.

"Zhang Xiaofan, this guy, has a very rich inner world, but he didn't expect to swallow the fruit with a little stimulation, and he also inspired part of his strength." Ye Qingzhou smiled slightly.

Actually, this is not surprising.

Zhang Xiaofan has had a crush on his senior sister for three years, as a senior licking dog, he was snatched away from him by someone, where can he not be angry in his heart?

Coupled with the fact that the magic treasure of the burning rod is imperceptibly affecting his mind, it is easier to stimulate his feelings.

"It seems that a few more stimulations will be able to fully stimulate the power of the World Fruit."

"Next, it's a matter of slowly cultivating and waiting!"

Baguio went to contact and anger Zhang Xiaofan just now, but it was actually deliberately arranged by Ye Qingzhou.

Zhang Xiaofan has a cowardly personality, and if he doesn't provoke him, it is really difficult for him to make up his mind to take the fruit.

However, what happened just now was a little unexpected.

Originally, according to Ye Qingzhou's plan, it was to let Baguio provoke Zhang Xiaofan, and then defeat him in front of the public.

When he tastes the taste of being defeated, he will naturally want to become stronger.

However, I didn't expect Tian Ling'er to intervene sideways, and Ye Qingzhou naturally pushed the boat along the river to let Baguio attack Zhang Xiaofan from the other side.

Sure enough, the results were even better than expected.

Zhang Xiaofan not only took the World Fruit, but also improved his cultivation for a while.

"According to his current realm, the possibility of defeating Qi Hao is not very high, it depends on whether he can stimulate a little more power of the World Fruit."

"At that time, with the burning stick, there may not be no chance to win."

The power of the eight-tailed sky fox to stimulate the world fruit stems from extreme sadness.

If Zhang Xiaofan wants to stimulate the power of the World Fruit, he has to come from the extreme anger!

This point will not be too difficult for Zhang Xiaofan, who is full of feelings.

Soon, Zhang Xiaofan returned to Yunhai Square and silently blended into the crowd.

"Xiaofan, where have you been?"

Song Daren had been paying attention to Tian Ling'er's affairs just now, but he didn't notice that Xiaofan had also left.

"No, I went out for a walk." Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth hesitantly.

He couldn't help but clench the burning stick in his hand, feeling a surging force surging in his body.

At this moment, he felt stronger than ever!

"The Human Emperor really didn't lie to me, this fruit can really improve my strength."

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but look at Ye Qingzhou on the high platform, and saw that the latter was also looking at him with a smile.

He hurriedly lowered his head, looking worried.

In the ring.

Dao Xuan looked at Ye Qingzhou and said:

"Your Majesty, is this little girl your disciple, sure enough, there are dragons and phoenixes among people, and I admire them."

"This battle, so that my Qingyun disciples can know the truth of people outside the sky, lest they be arrogant and arrogant and not want to forge ahead."

Baguio said on the side:

"I'm the fiancée of the emperor's brother, so I'm not a disciple."

"......" Dao Xuan.

Naturally, he didn't believe that the emperor would marry this little girl.

However, speaking of which, he really didn't seem to have heard of the Emperor of the People having a couple.

Could it be that the emperor is really good?!

Ye Qingzhou smiled and was noncommittal:

"Dao Xuan Zhenren has an overreputation, Baguio is just relying on the magic weapon to be treacherous, and she can't be regarded as a real skill."

Dao Xuan shook his head and said:

"The Emperor of the People doesn't have to be humble, more than half of the strength of our cultivators comes from the magic weapon, this girl's use of the magic weapon is as perfect as fire, and there are few disciples in our Qingyun Sect who can compare."

Although he said this, he was relieved in his heart.

He also saw the strength shown by Baguio just now, although it was not bad, it was far worse than Lu Xueqi.

If you really fight, I'm afraid you will be defeated by Lu Xueqi in a few rounds.

He subconsciously ignored Lin Jingyu's existence.

After all, Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan generally started cultivating three years ago, and their strength is definitely not strong.

It is impossible for the Emperor of the People to let a person who has only cultivated for three years come to the stage to offer ugliness.

Under Yunhai Square, an empty field.

Shuiyue Zhenren looked at Lu Xueqi, who was dressed in white like snow beside him, and said:

"Xueqi, you also went to watch the competition of the disciples of the Human Emperor just now, how do you feel?"

Lu Xueqi's eyebrows were cold, revealing a sense of arrogance, like a snow lotus blooming in an iceberg.

"The strength is average, the disciple can defeat her within three moves!"

A smile appeared in Shui Yue's eyes:

"Okay, I've been waiting for this day for a long time, don't care about the face of the human emperor, and directly defeat his disciple with the strongest posture at that time!"

"Yes!" Lu Xueqi said respectfully.

Shui Yue nodded slightly:

"But the bell magic weapon in that girl's hand is quite strange, I think it is a magic weapon specially refined by the human emperor, if there is a Tianya sword, there is no fear, but it's a pity that ......"

Speaking of this, Shui Yue seemed to think of the unpleasantness of the past, and snorted heavily:

"If you see her taking the bell, you have to be careful and don't go to the road."

Lu Xueqi's cold eyes flickered slightly, and she said:

"Master, this human emperor, is he very strong?"

Hearing this, Shui Yue sighed, revealing a hint of amazement, and said four words:

"Invincible!"

Lu Xueqi's body shook slightly, and her eyes involuntarily looked at the figure on the high platform in the distance.

The figure in the distance, as if he had a feeling, turned his head and glanced at her.

Lu Xueqi's heart jumped, and she hurriedly didn't look over.

"Just one glance scares me......"

Lu Xueqi's fists couldn't help clenching, and a trace of unwillingness welled up in her heart.

She has been amazingly talented since she was a child, how could she admit that she would be frightened by a look.

However, this kind of thing really happened.

This made her desire to become stronger, and it became even stronger.

Shui Yue said:

"Xueqi, you don't have to be too anxious, you are extremely talented, not weaker than the Aoba Patriarch back then, given time, you may not be able to compete with this human emperor."

Lu Xueqi lowered her head and was speechless, but her mind was inexplicably disturbed.

In the ring.

Ye Qingzhou glanced at Lu Xueqi not far away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sensitive and strong.

It is indeed a rare good seedling.

After a farce, the Seven Veins will be martial arts and are back on track.

However, in the competition between these low-level disciples, Ye Qingzhou saw a lack of interest.

After watching a few scenes, he summoned Zeng Shushu and asked him to take himself and Baguio to wander around Qingyunmen.

Zeng Shushu took Ye Qingzhou to visit the so-called 'Six Views of Qingyun'.

Hongqiao, Moon Terrace, Sea of Clouds, Feixia, Zhutao, Cuiping...... It's truly beautiful.

Baguio is also dancing happily, holding Ye Qingzhou's hand, like a butterfly flying in the grass.

Soon, the day passed.

Following.

Dabi continues and prepares to decide the top 16!

However, Tian Linger lost to Baguio yesterday, so she took the initiative to give up the competition.

Zhang Xiaofan stepped into the ring alone, and he was extremely worried.

The rest of Da Zhufeng's senior brothers also had their own competitions, so no one came to cheer him on.

As for his senior sister, she had already secretly gone to cheer for Qi Hao.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at a ring in the distance, and a touch of bitterness welled up in his heart.

Perhaps, his own existence is superfluous.

"Xiaofan, come on!"

Offstage, Lin Jingyu cheered at Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at his childhood friend, and a trace of warmth welled up in his eyes.

"When—"

A crisp bell rang, and Zhang Xiaofan slowly stepped into the ring.

On the opposite stage, a man of about thirty years old also walked over, with a warm smile on his face.

Zhang Xiaofan clenched the burning stick in his hand and saluted:

"Zhang Xiaofan, disciple of Dazhu Peak, ask Senior Brother Chu for advice."

Chu Yuhong pulled out the sword behind him and smiled slightly:

"Sword name Shaoyang, Senior Brother Zhang, please!"

The disciples in the audience looked at the burning stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, and immediately coaxed slightly.

"Haha, what kind of thing is that black and swarthy, is it also a magic weapon?"

"I said a long time ago, the people in Dazhufeng are all weird, and there was a person who used dice as a magic weapon yesterday."

"Hehe, is this an excuse to use the magic weapon to be too low-level?"

Lin Jingyu suddenly frowned, and shouted angrily:

"You disciples don't even have the qualifications to participate in the big competition, what qualifications do you have to laugh at Xiao Fan?!"

This remark immediately angered the surrounding disciples, and they all glared at him angrily.

However, they didn't dare to refute it, but the sarcastic words were even more harsh.

Zhang Xiaofan listened to the ridicule around him, and a touch of bitterness welled up in his heart.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists fiercely, revealing his muscles.

On the burning stick, a stream of red light poured into his body, bringing a hint of coldness, but also madness...... Ruthless!

In his mind, the tragic situation of Caomiao Village once again appeared, and the scene of the girl and her lover hugging in the depths of the sea of clouds that he had been thinking about for the twilight appeared......

The anger and unwillingness in his heart were so strong that he bit his lip and dripped blood, and he didn't even know it!

Chu Yuhong smiled, didn't see Zhang Xiaofan's abnormality, and stabbed the sword in his hand directly towards Zhang Xiaofan.

This Shaoyang sword emitted a brilliant light like the scorching sun, righteous and upright, completely enveloping Zhang Xiaofan!

"Ahh

Zhang Xiaofan let out a painful low cry, and the blood in his lips dripped onto the burning stick.

When Chu Yuhong heard this sound, his heart felt like he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, causing him to breathe.

Immediately, in the shrouded light, he and Zhang Xiaofan's eyes met for the first time.

He was shocked in his heart, what kind of eyes are these?

There was no trace of emotion and brilliance, blood was red, full of violence and killing!

Chu Yuhong's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he wanted to withdraw and return, but it was too late.

He only saw that the burning stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand seemed to be alive, black and steaming, and the bead at the top bloomed with blue light, completely entangled him.

At this moment, he only felt that the world was spinning, and he was nauseous and vomiting!

The next moment, a heavy blow slammed into him, causing him to 'wow', spat out a mouthful of blood, and fall unconscious in the ring.

The disciples, who were still cheering fiercely just now, completely extinguished their voices when they saw this scene.

They looked at each other, speechless in astonishment.

Zhang Xiaofan gasped, glanced at Chu Yuhong in the ring, and arched his hands:

"Offended!"

An old man who was in charge of supervising the game looked shocked, and jumped into the ring to check Chu Yuhong's injury.

Seeing that he was fine, it was only because of the violent vibration of his six intestines that he fainted, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"You've won."

The old man looked at Zhang Xiaofan, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said calmly.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded slightly and walked off the stage expressionlessly.

He clenched the burning stick in his hand tightly and muttered to himself:

"It's a powerful feeling, it's wonderful!"

He couldn't help but glance at Qi Hao, who was still fighting in the distance, and the cheering figure in the audience, his eyes were unprecedentedly cold:

"Qi Hao, wait, I will defeat you in front of my senior sister!"