Tianshan, Lingyun Peak.

Ye Zhan got up early and prepared to participate in the competition, but the events of last night still made him haunted.

"How did he discover all the 'good deeds' he had done?" Ye Zhan's heart was shrouded in a big cloud of doubt.

"Hey, Senior Brother Ye, what are you going to do with today's competition?" Ye Zhan turned his head to look, and saw that the person who spoke was none other than Senior Brother Wei Ziliwei, who had always been good friends with him.

In fact, every time Ye Zhan went to Fengyue Place, he couldn't forget to call Wei Zili, and as for some other unsightly things that Ye Zhan did, Wei Zili was more or less involved.

For example, that time when Ye Zhan privately embezzled a thousand taels of silver from Chaoyang Peak, it was divided with Wei Zili, so Ye Zhan came out of the grove yesterday and told Wei Zili about his conversation with Wu Huaicheng.

"On the one hand, Wen Shaojie, the little junior brother who has a very good relationship with you, and on the other hand, Wu Huaicheng, who holds your handle, who do you want to listen to?" Although Wei Zili asked, he hoped that Ye Zhan would listen to Wu Huaicheng from the bottom of his heart, after all, he also had his share of the unsightly deeds, and if the East Window incident happened, he would not be able to eat and walk around.

"Zili, don't worry, I have my own measure!" Ye Zhan said, striding towards the ring.

Wei Zili gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Wu Huaicheng is a very deep city, it seems that he has to guard against it!"

Today's competition is the top 32 to the top 16, so most of the people who can participate in this competition are the best masters in each vein.

Juyan Peak was contested by Liu Dashan, Tian Guangguang, Lin Xiaodie and the lucky Chen Xiaomo.

Due to the overwork of each pulse in the recent competition, it is difficult to give full play to their true strength, so the competition between the top 32 and the top 16 is divided into two days.

During these two days, the competition will be held this morning and the afternoon will be rested. Tomorrow morning will be closed and the competition will be held in the afternoon, so some disciples can take this opportunity to catch their breath.

But unfortunately, the three disciples of Juyan Peak, Liu Dashan, Lin Xiaodie, and Chen Xiaomo's competition were all scheduled for this morning, which couldn't help but make Chen Xiaomo quite annoyed, because today's competition was another competition where no one was cheering for him.

Xiao Mo walked on the avenue of the square with a sense of loss, the hot atmosphere around him could not melt his heart, and the crowded scene under the ring could not shake his soul.

At this time, he passed by the ring where Shen Yuehua was competing, and although the audience was crowded with disciples from all veins, he could still see that cold, beautiful and familiar face.

His gaze lingered for a few seconds, then he turned and walked towards the ring where he was playing.

This time the ring is a "soldier" ring, although it is not in the corner, but it is not in the center.

It is worth noting that the number of people watching this competition was less than one-tenth of the number of people under Shen Yuehua's ring, and none of those people were disciples of Juyan Peak.

"This time I was really fighting on my own. Chen Xiaomo muttered to himself. Because today, even his only best friend can't come and cheer him on.

"However, even if Shaojie comes, he will cheer for Senior Brother Ye in their lineage!" Chen Xiaomo sighed and walked to the only elder under the ring to report for duty.

Maybe it was because of the accident at Chaoyang Peak, but it was only an elder from Lingyun Peak who came to watch the battle this time.

After Chen Xiaomo reported, he slowly walked into the ring and waited for the start of the competition.

Ye Zhan of Chaoyang Peak had already arrived at the location of the competition, but he had been standing under the stage since he reported, and he had not been able to go on stage. At this time, seeing Chen Xiaomo in the ring, Ye Zhancai jumped lightly and jumped into the ring.

"Senior Brother Ye, I ......," Chen Xiaomo said with some embarrassment.

Ye Zhan smiled slightly, "You are Chen Xiaomo of Juyan Peak, I have heard about you." ”

Chen Xiaomo hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "Please also ask Senior Brother Ye to show mercy!"

Ye Zhan looked at Chen Xiaomo without any expression on his face, and then said, "Senior Brother Chen, let's start!"

After that, Ye Zhan raised a white fairy sword with one hand, "This sword is called 'Reverse Dragon Scroll', please give me advice!"

Chen Xiaomo scratched his head and reluctantly took out the red leaves from his arms.

"Hey, how can this kid break into the fourth round with the Tianshan Thorn, is it predetermined?" a disciple of Chaoyang Peak coaxed.

"No, I remember him, he is the disciple of Juyan Peak who answered Master's question. In my opinion, he's too lucky!" said another Chaoyang Peak disciple.

Wei Zili also participated in their conversation with apprehension, "No matter how good his luck is, if he meets Senior Brother Ye this time, he will definitely lose!"

"Yes, yes!" everyone shouted, cheering for Ye Zhan together.

The loneliness of the past returned to him, and the familiar coldness reoccupied his heart. How he hoped that Master and his brothers and sisters would come to watch his competition and cheer for him.

However, in the three competitions, his eyes were full of disciples with his pulse, and his ears were full of voices cheering for others.

Before leaving, Lin Shitong said a warm word to him: "If you really can't do it, admit defeat, don't hurt yourself." These words sounded quite warm, but at this moment, in Chen Xiaomo's heart, it was like a sharp knife stabbing his heart.

"Alas, forget it, I'm not someone's opponent, and Shaojie has already asked Senior Brother Ye to release water for me, so I'll almost admit defeat. ”

Just as Chen Xiaomo was thinking like this, a strong true air flow suddenly hit him, Chen Xiaomo hurriedly blocked the red leaves in front of him, and used the true qi to protect his whole body, so that he was not blown off the stage by the true air flow.

Chen Xiaomo looked at Ye Zhan and found that he was standing in front of him with the immortal sword in the air, his hands clenched into fists in front of his chest, and a powerful true qi flow came out of the Qi Sea Acupoint, and then flowed all over his body.

The intense True Qi formed a silver-white aura shield, enveloping Ye Zhan in it, and a fierce wind as sharp as a blade danced around him.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Ye is really coming with me? Didn't Shaojie already tell him yesterday?" Chen Xiaomo's heart lingered with several questions.

But he knew that if he still didn't do anything, it wouldn't be long before he was torn to pieces by the knife-like wind. Thinking of this, he lifted the red leaves and rushed towards Ye Zhan.

Offstage, Wei Zili showed a relieved smile.

"Rushing to the sky and reverse the tornado!" Ye Zhan stopped the condensation of his true qi, and instead held the immortal sword suspended in front of him, and circled around him, and a powerful tornado quickly generated around him.

The tornado first swirled rapidly around Ye Zhan, and then soared into the sky, turning from straight through the sky to across the east and west in mid-air.

The tornado did not reduce its speed in the sky, and after flying forward for a while, it swooped down and approached Chen Xiaomo.

Chen Xiaomo, who was rushing towards Ye Zhan with all his might, didn't expect Ye Zhan to use such a move, and the speed of the tornado was too fast, he couldn't dodge, and he was imprisoned in the eye of the tornado all of a sudden.

The wind was as powerful as a knife, and everyone under the ring felt that their faces were hurt by the wind, not to mention Chen Xiaomo, who was in the eye of the wind?