As always, when the disciples saw Qin Zhou, they hurriedly gave way, and Qin Zhou walked to the innermost layer effortlessly.

At this time, most of the disciples on the left side of the ring were disciples of the Dragon Head Peak lineage, and it seemed that there were nearly a hundred, all shouting and cheering.

On the right is the disciple of Da Zhufeng, although there are only six people, but their momentum is not weak, and they are shouting Zhang Xiaofan's name loudly.

In the middle sat a group of leaders and elders led by Dao Xuan Zhenren, Su Ru was also among them, and Tian Ling'er stood obediently behind Su Ru.

Qin Zhou didn't go to the elder seat in the middle, and stood directly next to the disciples of the Great Bamboo Peak.

Seeing Qin Zhou, all the disciples hurriedly saluted and said hello, Qin Zhou waved his hand, and everyone began to watch the competition.

In the ring, Qi Hao was holding a silver long sword, with a long body, chic, fluttering in white clothes, extremely handsome.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiaofan, who was on the other side, was dressed in ordinary disciple clothes, slightly shorter than Qi Hao, holding the black "burning stick" in his hand, looking at the crowds around him, he seemed to be a little restrained.

"Xiaofan, come on!"

"Xiao Fan, hit him!"

......

Listening to the shouts of the people in the Great Bamboo Peak below, Zhang Xiaofan turned his head to take a look, and suddenly saw that Qin Zhou in the crowd was also smiling at him, somehow, his heart suddenly calmed down, turned his head to look at Qi Hao, who was like a gentleman, and hugged his fists and said: "Zhang Xiaofan of the Great Bamboo Peak, please teach Senior Brother Qi!"

Qi Hao looked at Zhang Xiaofan who was holding his fists in front of him, remembering the scene he experienced in Dazhufeng a year ago, a trace of anger suddenly rose in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak.

Feeling the chill on the opposite side, Zhang Xiaofan's face gradually began to be solemn, his right hand clenched the burning stick, and his eyes stared at Qi Hao tightly.

Suddenly, Qi Hao took the lead in making a move, only to see that the sword trick in his left hand was drawn, and the white light on the "Cold Ice Sword" was flourishing, and several ice rays suddenly condensed in front of him, shooting towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan was not panicked, and put the "burning stick" on his chest with his right hand, and the "burning stick" suddenly turned blue, forming a cyan barrier several people high in front of him, blocking several ice rays flying by.

Seeing that the blow missed, Qi Hao was not surprised, and then the right hand holding the sword was released, and the hands were quickly sealed, and the "Cold Ice Sword" floating in front of him suddenly burst into white light, with Qi Hao as the center, the temperature around him began to slowly drop again, and after a while, even the surrounding ring exuded a trace of coldness.

After a while, the "Cold Ice Sword" slowly formed a thick layer of ice, and under the sun, the sword body covered with ice crystals was faintly transparent, and then, the void around the "Cold Ice Sword" slowly gathered five identical ice swords, and began to rotate around the "Cold Ice Sword" in the middle.

Under the ring, Dao Xuan Zhenren turned his head and smiled at the Cangsong Daoren on the side: "Senior Brother Cangsong, Qi Hao's senior nephew's cold ice immortal technique is superb, I'm afraid it has reached the end of it!"

Hearing Dao Xuan's praise, Cangsong Daoren's unsmiling face also showed a smile, and he quietly glanced at Su Ru next to him and Tian Buyi, who had just arrived, and said with a smile: "The senior brother in charge is too famous, and the inferior apprentice is not enough to worry about!"

Tian Buyi frowned and glanced at Cangsong Daoren, he didn't like it in his heart, but he didn't say much, and turned back expressionlessly and continued to look at the ring.

On the stage, the six ice swords in front of Qi Hao rotated extremely fast, mixed together, and lined up in a row, unable to see which one was the real "Ice Sword".

At this time, Qi Hao's true yuan was circulating, and the momentum of the ninth layer of the Yuqing Realm burst out without reservation, and his left hand pointed into a sword, and as soon as the sword trick was introduced, the six ice swords broke through the air towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan's face was solemn, looking at the seemingly ordinary ice sword that broke through the sky, but a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart, his hair rose at first, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly sacrificed the "burning stick" across his chest.

The "burning stick" suddenly became more blue, with a trace of blood red, and gradually began to envelop the entire ring, and everyone could no longer see the situation inside the ring.

The onlookers immediately discussed, and Dao Xuan Zhenren and others in the middle of the stage also frowned and looked at the ring wrapped in blue light.

Qin Zhou's face was calm, but he sensed the faint bloody aura in the ring, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

Qin Zhou suddenly smiled with emotion, glanced at Cangsong Daoren with thick eyebrows on the other side of the ring, then turned around, squeezed through the excited crowd and walked outside, the victory and defeat were divided, and it was a waste of time to stay.

I didn't expect Xiao Fan to have reached this point!

A moment later, only to hear an explosion, everyone looked at it, and saw that the figures of the two people on the stage had already appeared.

Zhang Xiaofan's face was as usual, and he was still holding the "burning stick" in his hand, standing in the ring, while Qi Hao, his face was as pale as paper, half-kneeling on the other side, and the "Cold Ice Sword" had recovered to its original state, lying in the middle of the two without glory.

"...... Uproar"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Cangsong Daoren stood up directly, his face ugly: "How can this be?"

Tian Buyi and Su Ru glanced at each other, and there was some surprise in their eyes.

It was Dao Xuan Zhenren, who looked at Zhang Xiaofan with solemn eyes, and then turned his gaze to the black "burning stick" in his hand, his face was shocked.

......

"Congratulations to the host, change the plot, and get 5000 luck points!"

On the other side, listening to the system notification sound in his head, Qin Zhou smiled faintly and continued to look at Lu Xueqi and Zeng Shushu on the stage.

The competition here is much more exciting than the other side.

The two of them on the stage come and go, each using their own means, and the blue and white lights on the stage keep flashing, and they are holding the magic of the fairy family.

After a while, the two also divided the victory and defeat, Zeng Shushu took the lead in admitting defeat, ended the battle, and also decided the two people who would fight tomorrow - Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi.

......

At night, the residence of the disciples of Tongtian Peak, ignoring the excited crowd, Qin Zhou casually encouraged Zhang Xiaofan with two sentences, and then returned to his residence to rest.

The next day, Qin Zhou got up early, washed up casually, and after breakfast, he went to Yunhai Square with a group of first elders.

Before I reached the square, I heard the lively noise coming from the square.

From a distance, except for a huge ring in the middle and a high platform tens of meters high next to it, the rest of the places are densely packed with Qingyunmen disciples, which seems to be a little more lively than yesterday.

Dao Xuan Zhenren commanded a white fairy sword, put his hands behind his back, saw the scene below, smiled slightly, and said, "It seems that everyone is looking forward to today's competition!"

Tian Buyi stepped on his "Red Spirit" fairy sword on his feet, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, this year's competition seems to be a little more exciting than the previous one, even compared to our sessions, it is not much different!"

The disciple entered the finals, and Tian Buyi was particularly energetic today.

Dao Xuan Zhenren raised his head slightly, and said, "Yes!

Compared with Tian Buyi's high spirits, Cangsong Daoren's face was not very good-looking, and when he heard this, he just turned his head and glanced at Qin Zhou and Tian Buyi, and took the lead in sacrificing the fairy sword and falling into the square.

The rest of the crowd followed and landed on the high platform of the square.

Seeing a few people coming, all the disciples in the square also hurriedly gathered over and looked at the few people on the high platform.

Standing still, Dao Xuan Zhenren took a few steps forward, looked at the people in the square, and said, "Everyone, you are all the future of my Qingyunmen." Today is the last day of the martial arts, and it is also the day of the finals, both of them are disciples of the younger generation of my Qingyunmen, and they have only been cultivating for more than ten years, but they have surpassed most of your early beginners, I hope you will watch it carefully, you can understand from it, cultivate well in the future, and strive to catch up with them as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

All the disciples hurriedly bowed.

Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to signal to Cangsong Daoren, Cang was relieved, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Now, I announce that the finals have officially begun!"

"The two finalists, Lu Xueqi of Xiaozhu Peak, against Zhang Xiaofan of Dazhu Peak!"