【The Romantic Harem of Zhu Xian: Xiao Fan's Rebirth】(77)

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Chapter 77 Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament (9)
The next day, the sun rose as usual, and the people of Dazhu Peak arrived at the square, only to find that

four of the original eight arenas had been dismantled, and the remaining ones were arranged in the four directions of east, west, south, and north.
Under the largest arena in the north, there was a huge crowd. Needless to say, Lu Xueqi was competing there today

. Tian Buyi glanced in that direction and snorted. He naturally

had no , so he led his disciples to the arena in the west.
When they arrived near the arena, they found that there were also about two hundred people gathered there. The crowd was thronging. It seemed that

apart from Lu Xueqi's arena, this was the most lively place in Yunhai Square.
Zhang Xiaofan smiled, and Tian Buyi led the group to the bottom of the arena. Along the way, when they saw that they were from the Dazhu Peak

lineage, the crowd stepped aside and made way for them. Tian Buyi glanced around and saw that

there were quite a few disciples from the Changmen sect among the crowd . He figured it was because Chang Jian from the Changmen sect was competing today, which

had attracted more Changmen disciples to watch. However, he didn't see many elders from the Changmen sect, and the Qingyun Sect's leader, Dao Xuan Zhenren, wasn't there either.
Tian Buyi frowned and whispered to Su Ru beside him, "Why isn't our sect leader here? Are there any

other competing?"
Su Ru shook her head and said, "No, for some reason, the Changmen disciples' aptitude isn't very good this year. Now

only Chang Jian is left."
Tian Buyi pondered for a moment, then walked to the center of the stage. There were five or six chairs there, but only an old man with a white

beard was sitting there. Seeing Tian Buyi and the others arrive, the old man also stood up.
The white-bearded old man said to Tian Buyi, "Senior Brother Tian, I didn't expect your sect to produce such a talent this year

."
Tian Buyi seemed to have a good relationship with the old man, chuckled, and said, "Senior Brother Fan, you flatter me. Please sit down."
At this moment, the sound of bells and tripods rang out from behind the stage. Tian Buyi turned to Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Seventh Brother, you go up on stage." Zhang Xiaofan
nodded, turned around and walked onto the stage, wondering if Chang Jian would not

come as in the original story.
Zhang Xiaofan waited on the stage for a while, but Chang Jian still did not come. Zhang Xiaofan was basically certain of his

suspicions.
Below the stage, the disciples of the senior sect were particularly anxious. Most of them looked around. Just then,

a disciple of the senior sect ran quickly from a distance, his face anxious. Ignoring the strange looks from those around him, he rushed to the white-bearded

old man's side and hurriedly whispered a few words in his ear.
The white-bearded old man's expression changed drastically, as if he could not believe it, and asked, "Really?"
The disciple nodded heavily. The white-bearded old man's face turned ashen in an instant, his expression one of utter dejection, and he slumped into his chair

. Tian Buyi, seeing this, was greatly puzzled and asked, "Senior Brother Fan, what happened?"
The white-bearded old man glanced at him weakly, sighed deeply, rallied his spirits, stood up again

, and announced loudly, "Chang Jian, a disciple of the Changmen sect, is too badly injured in yesterday's competition to stand up and has withdrawn from today's

match."
Zhang Xiaofan smiled slightly upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Just as I thought," and then turned and walked off the stage,

while the disciples of Dazhu Peak cheered.
At the same time, the results of the other disciples' matches were also announced. Zhang Xiaofan, Qi Hao,

Lu Xueqi , and Zeng Shushu tied for the top four.
Qi Hao was originally the biggest favorite to win, and Lu Xueqi's popularity had soared in recent days, but Zeng Shushu and

Zhang Xiaofan entering the top four was a surprise to most of the elders of the Qingyun Sect. Before this, Zeng Shushu

was known as the only son of Zeng Shuchang. Although he was a recognized young talent in the Feng Hui Peak lineage, he was not particularly

famous in the Qingyun Sect. This time, his victory over his enemies and his exquisite Taoist techniques impressed everyone. Zhang Xiaofan, although highly skilled,

was not well-known in the Qingyun Sect because he was low-key and never showed off. This time, his victory

was truly remarkable.
On the arena, the four stood side by side, with the sect leader Dao Xuan Zhenren and the Dragon Head Peak's chief elder Cangsong Daoren at the front.

Dao Xuan Zhenren still had a smile on his face, showing no sign of dissatisfaction with the unexpected

complete defeat .
Below the stage, nearly a thousand Qingyun Sect members gathered, with the chief elders of each lineage sitting in the front row.
Looking at the four on the stage, Qi Hao was composed, Lu Xueqi was cold as ice, Zeng Shushu stood with a smile, and Zhang Xiaofan

stood with a smile.
On the platform, Dao Xuan Zhenren glanced at the four people, a slight smile playing on his lips. He turned to the audience and said,

"Gentlemen, as of today, the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament has determined the top four disciples. They are exceptionally talented, possess exquisite Daoist skills

, and are all elites of our Qingyun Sect, shouldering the heavy responsibility of bringing glory to our sect in the future."
Then, Dao Xuan Zhenren said to Cangsong Daoren, "I have nothing more to say. Junior Brother Cangsong, you may proceed."
Cangsong Daoren nodded and announced loudly, "Tomorrow's competition will be between Qi Hao of Dragon Head Peak and Zeng Shushu of Wind Return Peak, and

Lu Xueqi of Little Bamboo Peak and Zhang Xiaofan of Great Bamboo Peak."
Cangsong continued speaking, and all eyes were on him. Zhang Xiaofan, thinking about his

upcoming match against Lu Xueqi, felt a surge of excitement.
Finally, after Cangsong Daoren finished speaking, the crowd dispersed, preparing for the increasingly intense competition the following day. The
next day, on the arena, Zhang Xiaofan gazed at the stunningly beautiful woman
opposite him, clad in white, cold as ice, and possessing an icy aura, and couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. 　　A clang resounded, echoing throughout Tongtian Peak. Everyone held their breath, and silence quickly descended. 　　Lu Xueqi straightened her posture, taking a deep breath. Just two more wins, just two more, and she could realize her dream and fulfill her master's expectations. The blue light of the Tianya sword behind her gradually brightened. 　　"Lu Xueqi, disciple of Xiaozhu Peak, please enlighten me," 　　Zhang Xiaofan smiled slightly. This time, he wouldn't fight empty-handed; he would use his magical weapons to give Lu Xueqi a proper fight. At this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword was already in his hand. 　　Zhang Xiaofan said, "Zhang Xiaofan, disciple of Dazhu Peak, please enlighten me. Bring it on! Don't hold back!"

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