Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 150 The young man did not hold back
Four days passed in a flash. The Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition lasted for six days and six rounds, and today was the semi-finals where four were to be selected into the next two.

During these four days, Zhang Xiaofan defeated three disciples from Xiaozhu Peak, Tongtian Peak and Longshou Peak in succession. The reputation of Zhang Xiaofan, the Crazy Stick of Dazhu Peak, was also thoroughly known. No disciple would find Zhang Xiaofan's "Fire Stick" magic weapon ridiculous anymore.

To this day, Zhang Xiaofan's name has been named as one of the three people with the greatest hope of winning the championship in this Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition, along with Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak and Qi Hao from Longshou Peak.

Everyone in Dazhu Peak was naturally delighted with Zhang Xiaofan's achievements. If there was anyone who felt uncomfortable, it would definitely be Tian Buyi.

At this point, everyone in Yuqing Palace knew that Fatty Tian not only had a high level of cultivation himself, but was also a good teacher of his disciples.

Haven’t you seen that Zhang Xiaofan, who was so poor in aptitude that no one was willing to accept him as a disciple ten years ago, has transformed himself today and is almost becoming the leader of the new generation of disciples?

But only one's own family knows clearly about his own affairs. Tian Buyi asked himself, in the past ten years, has he ever taught Zhang Xiaofan a single move? Even the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao was taught by his disciple's daughter.

So Fatty Tian has been living in dire straits these days. Whenever someone praises him for his good teaching methods in front of him, his old face turns red with shame.

Among them, Shang Zhengliang on Chaoyang Peak is the best.

Old Shang did nothing all day long but hang around Tian Buyi and say some sarcastic words, which always made Fatty Tian so angry that his face turned red and he would leave in anger.

He was really angry in his heart. Since Russell was so capable, why didn't he pick some qualified and virtuous people from his own mountain gate? Instead, he turned his elbows outward and used his strength elsewhere. Now, when the sixteen were selected to the eight, Chu Yuhong, whom he had high hopes for, was beaten back home by Zhang Xiaofan's seventy-two crazy sticks.

It was only after Russell promised to expand the mountain gate, recruit more disciples and strengthen Chaoyang Peak in the future that the anger of the first senior brother was dispelled.

"Today, your fellow villager is facing off against Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak. That girl showed no mercy. Relying on Shuiyue's partiality and the sharpness of the Tianya Sword, she has destroyed countless disciples' magic weapons these days. Aren't you worried at all?"

Before the semi-finals began, Shang Zhengliang, whose contestants from Chaoyang Peak had all been eliminated, was no longer worried. Now he just wanted to see what surprises his junior brother could bring him.

"Worried?" Russell glanced at his senior brother who was eager to watch the fun and laughed, "Just watch."

On the field.

Clouds gathered under Lu Xueqi's feet, lifting her up slowly until she floated onto the stage. The clouds flowed like silk, and her white clothes fluttered, making her look like a fairy.

It was much easier for Zhang Xiaofan to enter the stage. He just pointed his toes and leaped onto the platform like a nimble monkey.

Zhang Xiaofan versus Lu Xueqi, dark horse versus dark horse.

In an instant, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Compared to this match, there were undoubtedly fewer spectators in the other match between Zeng Shushu and Qi Hao, because no one thought that Zeng Shushu could beat Qi Hao.

"clang!"

The clashing of bells and tripods echoed across Tongtian Peak, and the surroundings quickly fell silent.

The competition officially began. Lu Xueqi straightened her body and took a deep breath. She had watched several of Zhang Xiaofan's matches in the past few days and he was indeed a strong opponent. Tianya was behind her, and the blue light gradually brightened.

"Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak, please teach me."

Zhang Xiaofan clasped his fists in response: "Zhang Xiaofan from Dazhu Peak, please teach me."

These days, Zhang Xiaofan has become more and more confident as he fights. He seems to have gradually found his own way. He can even mobilize the power of the Blood-sucking Pearl and the Soul-Capture Rod without anyone noticing. His whole spirit is refreshed.

The Tianya Sword with its brilliant blue light and the Soul-Devouring Stick with its sinister black aura.

Two distinct auras are formed on the high platform of the Qian character position.

Taoist Cangsong was the first to raise doubts about the color produced when Zhang Xiaofan's Soul-Devouring Stick was activated, and then Tian Buyi argued with the scholars, making his case. With Shang Zhengliang's testimony, the Qingyun Sect no longer pursued the matter.

"Buzz!"

With a clear sword chant, Lu Xueqi took the lead.

The Tianya Sword was as fast as lightning, rushing towards Zhang Xiaofan with the momentum of splitting mountains and slashing seas. Zhang Xiaofan tightly grasped the Soul-Devouring Stick, took light steps, and raised the stick when the Tianya Sword was close to him, and actually picked up the sword that was coming at him with great momentum and sent it flying.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaofan was surrounded by black air, the Soul-Devouring Stick glowed dimly, and the dragon soul took shape behind him. He held the stick in one hand, took a step forward, and rushed towards Lu Xueqi amid the dragon's roar.

Lu Xueqi naturally wouldn't give him this opportunity. Having watched Zhang Xiaofan fight many times, she naturally understood that if he got close to her, with his crazy and endless stick techniques, even if her Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao realm was higher than his, she would not be able to withstand it after a long time.

She tapped her toes lightly and flew backward three feet. At the same time, the hand seals changed, and three phantoms of Tianya swords appeared three feet in front of her. The azure light burst out with countless sharp sword auras, shooting straight towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled and thrust out his stick as he charged forward. Suddenly, a violent wind roared and the violent tornado turned into a ferocious dragon, baring its fangs and claws in the air.

The collision of sword energy and tornado only caused a brilliant burst of light, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

When the light faded a little, everyone looked towards the field. There, Zhang Xiaofan had already approached Lu Xueqi, only three or five steps away, and Lu Xueqi had also regained her grasp of the Tianya Sword.

"Come on, take the sword." Lu Xueqi cried out in surprise. Under everyone's gaze, facing Zhang Xiaofan's brazen approach, she did not choose to retreat. Instead, she turned around and stabbed with a sword. Zhang Xiaofan was not afraid at all and met him with a stick.

The two of them were like martial arts masters in novels and stories, their figures constantly flashing on the high platform, and the Soul-Devouring Stick and Tianya Sword kept making clanging sounds like iron colliding, which made the surrounding disciples exclaim in excitement.

Zhang Xiaofan was so ruthless in his attack that he had no thought of showing mercy to women. He chased Lu Xueqi and hammered her, using all his strength in every move. Several times, the Soul-Devouring Stick almost grazed Lu Xueqi's cheek when it was swung past.

boom!
With a dull sound, Lu Xueqi was finally stabbed in the lower abdomen and pushed out, retreating more than ten meters. However, Lu Xueqi did not say a word and continued to resist with the sword.

Finally, as time went by, the successive collisions between the Blood-sucking Pearl and the Tianya Divine Sword seemed to trigger some chemical reaction.

The black light and the blue light became more and more vigorous. The two magical weapons were unwilling to submit to each other and each was exerting its most extreme power.

However, compared to the Tianya Sword at its full power, the Soul Eater, whose soul-sucking and blood-sucking abilities were restricted by runes, was clearly incapable of doing so.

In an instant, the blue light became stronger and stronger, and its power became stronger and stronger, gradually suppressing the green light and black energy of the Soul-Devouring Stick.

This is the moment!

Lu Xueqi gritted her teeth and endured being chased by Zhang Xiaofan all over the field, just to accumulate sword power and wait for the Tianya Sword to overwhelm Zhang Xiaofan's "Crazy Stick".

"Boom!"

The low whistle seemed to come from the horizon, echoing between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the blue light that filled the sky dissipated and shrank, as if it were being sucked onto the sword blade like a giant dragon sucking water. On Tongtian Peak, there was silence!
Lu Xueqi shot back, her figure hovering in the sky, holding up the Tianya Sword high, while muttering to herself:

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder. The brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"

The originally clear blue sky suddenly turned dark. The dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky rolled continuously, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed continuously on the edge of the dark clouds.

"The true secret of controlling thunder with the divine sword!" The leaders of each sect looked sideways at Master Shuiyue. They never thought that she doted on Lu Xueqi so much.

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​Junior Brother Lu has already used the magic sword to control thunder, and your disciple still refuses to admit defeat. I'm afraid his life is in danger." Taoist Cangsong said sarcastically.

"Humph." Tian Buyi snorted coldly. Just as he was about to make a move, he caught a glimpse of Russell sitting still, not making any movement. He immediately felt relieved and said,
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Cangsong. If my disciple wins by chance, I'll have to ask Junior Brother Qi Hao to give me some leeway in the finals. After all, he's eighty years old and has seen more than Xiaofan has."

"You!" Taoist Cangsong felt like there was something stuck in his throat, pointing at Tian Buyi and almost cursing. Tian Buyi also raised his brows, and the situation suddenly became tense.

"Enough." Taoist Master Daoxuan knocked lightly on the armrest, and immediately suppressed the arrogance of the two men.

"boom!"

At the same moment, a loud thunder exploded almost from the sky above Tongtian Peak. Everyone vaguely felt the ground beneath their feet shake slightly, as if the ancient Thunder God was disturbed from his slumber and roared furiously!
"The True Art of Divine Sword Controlling Thunder" is one of the four great sword techniques of Qingyun Sect. When casting a spell, it can naturally cast an invisible shield around the caster through the divine weapon. It was too late for Zhang Xiaofan to stop it at this time.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at this scene that seemed like the sky was shaking and about to collapse, and felt an indescribable fear in his heart.

Can I really take this sword?
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Xiaofan was a little panicked after all. He still had a blood feud to avenge and could not die here like this.

He swallowed and looked around in panic. At that moment, he was ready to admit defeat and surrender.

With this emotion, Zhang Xiaofan took a step back, but the next moment, he became extremely determined again.

Because he saw Russell out of the corner of his eye, he saw that his most beloved Uncle Luo was paying attention to him at this moment, and his uncle's eyes were so fiery, he couldn't let him down!
Here it comes! Here it comes! This is it!

Russell was sitting in the stands, staring at the scene with great interest, his eyes shining with gold, looking forward to it, and feeling very excited.

In the original novel, it was after this move that Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi each left each other's shadow in their hearts.

Under Russell's gaze, Zhang Xiaofan came on. He wore Russell's latest refined Azure Sea Dragon Armor and used Tian Buyi's most powerful Burning Sky Nine Killing Technique to confront Lu Xueqi head-on.

Just as he watched, Russell realized something was wrong.

These two people did not show any sign of exhaustion at all. Both of them were trying their best to kill each other.

"No! Stop them quickly!" Taoist Master Daoxuan also noticed this. He pinched his hands and an illusory Tai Chi diagram appeared in his hands.

But before he could make a move, he heard a faint sigh in his ear: "Young people always act without restraint."

The surge of magical power blew away the clouds in the sky, and the passionate sword intent that rose from the ground swept the sky and the ground like a hurricane. The surging sea of ​​clouds covering the sky was split into two halves and could not calm down for a long time.

The divine power and oppression brought by the magic sword's thunder-controlling secret suddenly disappeared.

Such sword intent, such sword energy!
Who is in the ring!

Except for Taoist Master Daoxuan who seemed to be lost in thought, the other six people all looked in disbelief at the imposing figure in the sky who was holding a person in each hand.

Confident, conceited, and sharp, in a moment of distraction, they seemed to see the figure of that person from that year.

"Junior brother?" Shang Zhengliang was even more stunned.

It turned out that Russell had not lied to him, he had really reached the peak of Qing.

The peak of Shangqing at the age of twenty-five!
The appearance of Taiqing... no, this is the appearance of an immortal!
My brother Russell, you have the appearance of an immortal!
There is hope for the revitalization of Chaoyang Peak!
"They are seriously injured and probably won't be able to participate in tomorrow's finals." Russell fed two pills to Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi respectively, and then handed them to Su Ru and Shuiyue Zhenren respectively.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Luo. Let's call it a day." Su Ru looked at Russell gratefully and admitted defeat on behalf of Zhang Xiaofan without hesitation.

On the other hand, the same thing happened to Master Shuiyue. The injuries suffered by Lu Xueqi were more serious than the backlash of the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique in the original novel. She couldn't get out of bed for the past few days.

So, on the day the semi-finals ended, Qi Hao won the championship of the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition even though three opponents gave up the competition at the same time.

Even after winning the championship, Qi Hao's face looked a little ugly, and the disciples of Longshou Peak didn't even cheer or congratulate him.

Anyone could see that Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi were definitely capable of competing for the championship after seeing such a big fuss.

But now, both of them were seriously injured, and Qi Hao got the advantage for nothing.

Qi Hao could already imagine how his fellow disciples from other branches would frame him.

What a free championship, what a worthless championship... It gives me a headache just thinking about it.

"Junior Brother Qi." Russell looked at Qi Hao: "Why do you still have this expression after winning the championship?"

"Uncle Master." Qi Hao said with a wry smile, "If possible, I would like to be among those who are unconscious today."

That’s right, Zeng Shushu also fainted.

"That's not necessary. You deserve this championship. You haven't done anything wrong." As he spoke, Russell took Qi Hao's hand and raised it high. Facing the disciples of the seven Qingyun sects, he said loudly, "Let us congratulate Qi Hao of Longshou Peak for winning the championship of this Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition!"

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Qi!" The disciples of Longshou Peak were the first to shout.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Qi!" This is Dazhu Peak.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Qi!"

Soon, thunderous cheers of congratulations rang out from Tongtian Peak.

Qi Hao suddenly felt an infinite sense of gratitude in his heart, and he turned his head involuntarily.

Just then, the sun shone through the gaps in the dark clouds, and a beam of light fell on Russell's body, bringing him immense warmth.

　There was a small accident. I could have updated before 19 o'clock. Don't worry, this chapter is not counted as the one on the 19th. I will update it normally on the th. If nothing unexpected happens, there will still be two chapters, a total of words.
　　
　
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