Zhang Li Xiaohu in the crowd let out a wail, he was more sad than the group that lost this competition, because he was about to lose a bet equivalent to five million Xuan Yuan, and he was about to go crazy.

"Don't forget to pay off your debts, you'll have to give it to me tomorrow." Xiong Feixiu sneered.

The relationship between the Xiong family and the Zhang Li family is very bad, and if they can get the opportunity to fall into the well, Xiong Feixiu doesn't mind stepping on Zhang Li Xiaohu.

"Luckily, I didn't bet much. After losing the bet, Du Ni had palpitations.

Wrinkle Shen won the most, and he got three million Xuan coins at once, but he still had a cold face and looked at Zhou Fan in the field.

He is stronger, even if I enter the Dao Realm like a line now, I can't win him, he wins very easily, but he uses the means of the Qi Gang Section, and other powerful means are useless, I originally wanted to enter the Dao Realm and challenge him again, but now it seems that there is no need for this...... Wrinkle thought deeply and silently.

Hou Thirteen Jian's face was also solemn, and he said to himself: "How did Brother Zhou manage to be able to use so many Daogangs? He said that it was a kind of Daogang, it was really a terrible strength, the gap between me and Brother Zhou was getting bigger and bigger, is it really because I was lazy? Do you want to try the cultivation at eleven hours a day again?"

Wen Xiao frowned slightly, he also had to find a way to raise the realm as soon as possible.

Zhou Fan put the knife back into its sheath, he looked at the standing line and asked, "Is it really okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for your mercy. The party shook his head and opened his eyes and said calmly: "Master Zhou's previous powerful martial arts and abilities were rarely used in this competition, are you using the little monk to feed the moves?"

Yes, Zhou Fan replied silently in his heart, he smiled and said tactfully: "Studying is originally to confirm what I have learned, and I just entered the Qi Gang Segment recently, so I want to use the Qi Gang Segment more, but Gang Qi is the strongest means of a martial artist, if I don't refine Gang Qi, I may not win you." ”

The line was silent and did not speak again.

The results of the competition had already been obtained, and it was impossible for everyone to stay outside the wilderness, but to walk towards the academy.

Zhang Li Xiaohu frowned, but he didn't say anything to accuse Yixing, because he also knew that Yixing had tried his best, but he just complained that he was too stupid to make this bet, otherwise he wouldn't have lost so much.

Class A people either walk alone or communicate with others.

Zhou Fan and Li Worm Niang walked at the back of the crowd, and Li Worm Niang just said that she had something to say to him, so Tianxiang and Xiong Feixiu did not get close to the two of them at night.

Zhou Fan was a little apprehensive in his heart, he didn't know what the worm girl was going to say to him.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry. Li Worm Niang said softly, her eyes like a winter lake looked at Zhou Fan softly.

"I'm sorry for what?" Zhou Fan asked with a slight startle.

"I shouldn't have kept it a secret from Brother Zhou. Li Worm Niang explained softly.

"I don't think Bug Niang did anything wrong. Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "Brother Li made it clear to me yesterday, I'm sorry, I can't help you." ”

"I can't complain about Brother Zhou, it's me and September's ideas that are too ridiculous. Li Worm Niang's face showed a blush: "But my heart for Brother Zhou is true." ”

After Li Worm Niang finished speaking, she walked forward quickly and talked with Ye Lai Tianxiang and Xiong Feixiu, no longer looking at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan's heart was beating a little faster than usual, but after he calmed down, he was a little stunned, even if his intentions are true, you can't be with me, what's the use?

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou. Hou Thirteen Sword called Zhou Fan twice.

Zhou Fan came back to his senses at this time, he looked at Hou Thirteen Sword and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Zhou, do you really practice for eleven hours a day?" Hou Thirteen Jian asked with some resentment: "Don't say it's fake, I just want to know how you did it?" ”

You don't believe it when I say it's fake, Zhou Fan is helpless, he was worried about emotional problems, and now he is waiting for the thirteen swords to come together, and he wants to entangle this old problem, Zhou Fan said impatiently: "I don't have any skills, it's just hard work." ”

"But after such hard work, won't there be problems with your body?" Hou Thirteen Jian said with a bitter face: "I'm lazy, but I learned from you for a while, and my state was sluggish, and people were walking in circles, and then I gave up." ”

"How can it not have an effect?" Zhou Fan snorted and said, "You see that I don't have a single hair, but I often stay up late and fall out." ”

Hou Thirteen Jian sighed after being silent for a while: "It turns out that Brother Zhou's baldness is the reason, but this side effect is not bad, it is not as good as my ......"

Zhou Fan's face turned dark, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the Thirteen Swords.

Hou Thirteen Jian was struggling with whether to continue to stay up late, until much later, when Hou Thirteen Jian, who had become a strong man, talked about Zhou Fan with a look of admiration: "Brother Zhou is more talented than me, more diligent than me, he cultivates for eleven hours a day, and his hair is all boiled out, this is all to become stronger, what about you?"

Back at the academy, everyone in Class A dispersed again, and each went to do their own business.

Zhou Fan's strength made many people in Class A feel pressure, they are all geniuses of the younger generation, and they don't want to open too much gap with Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan returned to the library and continued to read and study.

The group left the academy, as a disciple of the White Elephant Temple, he was admitted to the academy's class A only for the resources of the class A class, and he didn't have much interest in the academy's martial arts classics.

Back in the room where he lived in the White Elephant Temple, he was no longer affected by the minor injuries he suffered because of the broken King of Fudo, but he remembered today's battle and became silent.

He originally thought that he was ready after entering the Dao Realm, but in the end he still lost, and he lost badly, and the fact that his opponent obviously still had a lot of power left behind, made him even more silent.

Far from narrowing, the gap is getting farther and farther......

"Amitabha. A voice rang out beside the line.

When he woke up, he looked to his side, only to find that his master Yuanhai had come at some point.

"Master, how long have you been here?" asked the group with a calm face.

"I've been here for as long as you've been thinking, do you know how long you've been thinking about it?" asked Yuanhai with a sigh.

The line was silent, he looked at the darkness outside, and knew that he had been sitting for a long time.

Yuan Hai knew that the first thing he did when he went out was to prepare to challenge Zhou Fan, but now he didn't need to ask him to know that he, the disciple he was most proud of, had lost again.

"One line, victory is happy, defeat is also gratifying, in fact, victory or defeat is not as important as you think, even if the Buddha was before the achievement of the Great Dao, how many times did he lose in his life?" Yuan Hai said slowly.

According to Buddhist scriptures, the Buddha lost more than 3,000 times in his life, large and small, and suffered a lot before he was able to achieve the Great Way. The party looked at Yuanhai and said seriously: "But Master, the Buddha can see hope." ”

"I don't see any hope of victory in that man. ”

"All I felt was despair. ”