After listening to Long Xin's words, Tiangang couldn't help but clenched his fists.
This is what worries him the most. He will never allow anyone to threaten his identity and status, not anyone!
Long Xin patted Tiangang's shoulder and spoke earnestly.
"Master knows what you are thinking. Facing such a monster disciple, it is inevitable to feel pressure in your heart."
"But you can't let these pressures overwhelm you. Instead, let them become your motivation and inspire you to work harder."
"And after all, this disciple Wuming is a disciple of our Tianji Sect. You are all fellow disciples, and you will not turn against each other."
"I won't hide it from you. The Beidou Star Territory seems to be calm now, but in fact it is turbulent. No one can predict what will happen tomorrow. Maybe the war will come tomorrow!"
"So it is very necessary to strengthen your own strength. It depends on you, the younger generation of strong men, to complete this!"
Tiangang raised his head and stared blankly at his master.
He always felt that there was something in his master's words, and that he was pointing out the connection between his identity and Mark's identity. He didn't know what the purpose was.
"Ding!"
At this moment, the bell rang after half an hour.
But this time, the bell does not represent the beginning of the third battle, but the end of the final, because Ye Fan no longer has the energy for the next competition.
"Master, when the time is up, I will leave first."
"Um."
Just as Tiangang was halfway there, the sound of Long Xin came from behind.
"Disciple, you have been thinking a little too much lately, and you must try your best to adjust."
"And in the finals just now, you shouldn't have murderous intentions towards Wu Ming. You two are brothers in the same discipline and are members of the same family."
"this……"
Tiangang was stunned. He never expected that these words would come out of his master's mouth, or that he would say them so straightforwardly!
When Tiangang had murderous intentions just now, other disciples saw it, so how could Long Xin not see it?
At that time, Long Xin's heart was in his throat, and his eyes kept looking at Bai Yu and Long Aotian.
These two big guys have placed endless high hopes on Ye Fan, and they even regard Ye Fan as their close disciple.
If Ye Fan really falls into Tiangang's hands, or if something goes wrong, the consequences will be disastrous.
Especially since Long Aotian is so old, according to his temperament, his apprentice may have to be buried with him. This is no joke!
But what Long Xin didn't know was that his apprentice had actually had murderous intentions towards Ye Fan before the finals started, and had already put it into actual action.
I just don’t know how he would react if he knew these things in the future. I’m afraid he would be completely disappointed!
Long Xin continued to speak.
"My teacher knows that you attach great importance to your identity and status, but you must have a bottom line. You must not lose your bottom line at any time, otherwise a disaster will soon befall you!"
"Fortunately, Wumingfu was lucky enough to be able to withstand your Tiangang swordsmanship this time. Otherwise, we would have been in big trouble!"
"I didn't want to tell you so much, but I can't just watch you go astray!"
"Okay, that's it. My teacher has already said what should be said and what shouldn't be said. Next, it depends on your own understanding."
Tiangang turned around fiercely, but Long Xin's figure had already disappeared from the place, and there was no trace of breath left in the air, as if it had never been there.
Tiangang raised his head blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
…
In the finals, the disciples in the new entry camp were in a very low mood, although they had already expected this result.
"Alas, the great genius failed to create a miracle after all. He failed to defeat Senior Brother Tiangang and fell in the finals."
"In the final analysis, this is a bit too difficult. Senior Brother Tiangang has defended the sect competition championship for four times. Do you mean that you can defeat him just by defeating him?"
"Actually, we can't say that the great genius didn't create miracles. Isn't it a miracle that he can last two games?"
"That's right. I originally thought that the great genius wouldn't be able to hold on for even one game, but I didn't expect that he has endured until now, and he has also inherited the Tiangang Sword Technique from Senior Brother Tiangang. This is already amazing enough."
"Okay, okay, I won't say so much. Although I didn't win the championship this time, I have verified the great genius's extreme strength."
"In ten years at most, until the next sect competition, the great genius will definitely be able to find everything that was lost!"
…
These disciples have already accepted the fact that Ye Fan failed in their hearts.
But some of what they said is right. Is this called failure by Ye Fan? I'm afraid not.
After today, Ye Fan's reputation in the Tianji Sect will rise to a higher level again, and will even spread to the ears of other cultivators in the world.
And this is just the beginning, Ye Fan's brilliance will definitely be more prosperous in the future!
Tiangang took the lead on the stage, looking very lonely, and kept echoing what his master had just said in his mind.
Yun Zhongjun then stood beside Tiangang and picked up the Immortal Sound Transmission Grass in his hand.
"I declare that the winner of this sect competition is..."
"etc."
At this moment, a powerful voice came.
The disciples looked back and saw Ye Fan slowly walking onto the stage.
Ye Fan looked at Yun Zhongjun with a faint smile.
"Senior Brother Yunzhongjun, the last game has not started yet. Are we going to announce the winner now? Isn't it a little too early?"
"this……"
Yun Zhongjun stared at Ye Fan in disbelief, unable to understand the meaning of Ye Fan's words.
"Junior Brother Wuming means..."
"I don't mean anything. I just want to say that half an hour has passed and my condition has recovered and I can compete in the last game."
"Senior Brother Yun Zhongjun, please announce the start of the game. I'm ready."
After listening to Ye Fan's words, Yun Zhongjun was about to say something, but he realized something was wrong.
I saw that the dense wounds on Ye Fan's body had completely disappeared, and his aura had risen to a new level!
It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Fan's current momentum is even more powerful than before, giving people an invisible pressure!
"The injuries on your body..."
"Everything is fine and we can start the game."
Yun Zhongjun was so confused that he didn't even know how he announced the start of the game.
The disciples below were also in dead silence. Whether they were new disciples or other more experienced disciples, they could not say a word at this moment.
