The sudden change surprised everyone. The masters of Five Meridians Peak were shocked and confused, which reminded them of a person. The previous chief disciple of Zixia Peak - Ying Zheng.
This person possesses a fire-attribute martial spirit and is outstanding. He was once the number one among all the chief disciples and was extremely talented. However, he suddenly disappeared ten years ago. Master Ziyang once said that Yingzheng became obsessed with practicing martial arts and died.
At this time, the Five Meridians Peak Master thought of Ying Zheng at the same time, and suspected that he had not gone crazy at all, but was practicing in seclusion. Judging from the zhenqi that had just fluctuated, he had entered the realm of a master, and his cultivation was comparable to that of almost everyone else.
Compared with pulse peak master.
The Five Meridians Peak Masters successively cast their gazes on Master Ziyang, trying to get the answer from his eyes.
Seeing everyone watching, the excitement in Master Ziyang's eyes quietly disappeared, and he said softly: "It seems that one of my elders from Zixia Peak was practicing and accidentally made such a big noise."
When he said this, the Five Meridians Peak Masters naturally did not believe it, and they had different thoughts in their hearts. The two Peak Masters of Baizhan Peak and Shenquan Peak were deeply worried, while the two Peak Masters of Chu Xiufeng and Cihang Peak sighed secretly.
As for Tian Buwei, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He knew that Xiao Fan's road would be even more difficult in the future.
Ying Zheng once gave people a very bad impression. He was a strong and domineering person who relied on his talent and strength. Usually, even several peak masters did not pay much attention to him. Today, ten years later, if he really entered the Grand Master
Realm, then how arrogant will he be?
The peak masters of several branches all understand that if the person who sent out the zhenqi wave just now really wins, from now on the chief disciple of each branch will have almost no ability to compete. And Zhenren Ziyang will definitely train him as the next sect master.
"Okay, let's get our thoughts back. Now the sect leader announces that the hunting competition has officially begun. The chief disciples of each lineage hold the sect's tokens and go to the designated place in the forest to the south to wait."
Master Ziyang said.
"yes."
Six chief disciples emerged from the Five Meridians. Originally, each branch sent one person, but Zixia Peak sent two people to replace the chief disciples of Wuwei Peak. Among these six people, Xiao Fan only knew Lu Qingya and Aang Jing.
The remaining four people did not know each other.
The six chief disciples left Nanfengping with their sect's tokens in their arms, quickly entered the forest, and disappeared from everyone's sight in just a moment.
A hint of gloom arose in Xiao Fan's heart. He didn't expect that there were two chief disciples from Zixia Peak. After the competition officially started, he had no way to determine which chief disciple was guarding the token. If he happened to find Aoi
Or it may be a token guarded by another direct disciple of Zixia Peak. If you want to take the token smoothly, it may not be easy, and you will definitely make things difficult for him.
Half an hour after the chief disciple left, Master Ziyang asked all participating disciples from each lineage to get ready at the entrance of the forest. After his order, the disciples from all lines rushed into the forest frantically.
The hunting competition has been held for many years, and the participating disciples naturally learned from the experience of the previous contestants. They were not in a hurry to find monsters to hunt, but to obtain the sect's tokens as quickly as possible.
Then hunt monsters and collect monster crystal cores and skins and bones.
There are nearly twenty disciples in each of the five branches, but the Wuwei Peak branch only has one person, Xiao Fan. No matter how you look at it, you feel like you are alone and weak.
After entering the forest, the disciples of Zixia Peak looked coldly at Xiao Fan who was running quickly in the forest, with strong murderous intent rising deep in their eyes. However, they did not follow him. Now was not the best time to kill Xiao Fan.
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Before the game started, the disciples of Zixia Peak had discussed it. Having seen Xiao Fan’s strength before, they felt that he had the ability to hunt monster beasts and obtain some monster crystal cores and animal skins and bones. So they planned to let Xiao Fan kill some.
The monster will attack him later. At that time, it will not only take Xiao Fan's life, but also get some of the monster's resources from him.
"You two go and follow him secretly and wait for the opportunity to give us a signal."
After being far away from Nanfengping, Zhuge Wu ordered two inner disciples.
"Yes, senior brother."
The two inner disciples nodded and quickly headed in the direction of Xiao Fan.
However, they chased for an hour without seeing any trace of Xiao Fan, and almost lost their way.
This forest is very large, with a radius of thousands of miles, but the prescribed area for the hunting competition is only a few hundred miles in radius. Xiao Fan chose a direction and ran quickly using the tiger's movement and leopard's leap.
He didn't know which chief disciple he was looking for would be guarding the token, so he, like the other disciples, had to first get the token so that he could hunt monsters and obtain resources with confidence.
It is not difficult to find the direction of the token, because it is in the center of this forest. The distance between the six tokens and the six chief disciples is only a few dozen miles, and there is a big flag there, so it is easy to find.
A few hours later, Xiao Fan had penetrated more than 400 miles into the forest. The vegetation here was very dense, with towering ancient trees and tangled old vines. From time to time, deep beast roars could be heard from all around, hiding dangers.
Finally, Xiao Fan saw a large flag fluttering in the wind. The flagpole was at least thirty feet tall, higher than those ancient trees. When he approached, his eyes narrowed slightly, because it was Aoi sitting under the big flag.
Several hundred meters away, Xiao Fan stopped. His mind changed and he went directly in the other direction. He did not go up to get the token, knowing that Aoi would never let him take it away easily. Instead of wasting time here, it would be better
Go find the next token.
However, Xiao Fan found that the terrain in this area was rugged and full of thorns, making it very difficult to travel. The distance between the six tokens was only a few dozen miles, but the journey of these dozens of miles took at least an hour and a half.
When he came to the next big flag, he found that there was no one under the flag. Apparently the tokens here had been taken away, and the chief disciple returned to Nanfengping.
The rules of the competition are like this. When the token is taken away, the chief disciple of the guardian will return to Nanfengping as soon as possible and will not stay here any longer.
"It seems that it is impossible to obtain the token from elsewhere. Disciples from all branches rushed here as soon as possible. Presumably several other tokens have been taken away. I can only choose the token that Aoi is guarding."
Xiao Fan muttered to himself and returned the way he came. He was not worried that Aoi would take action against him. There were formations spread out in a three-foot radius around the flag, and there were seal-engraved stones on the flagpole that recorded scenes. In other words, Aoi was surrounded by a radius of
All movements within three feet will be recorded.
When the token is taken away and the chief disciple leaves, they need to take the seal-engraving stone with them. The seal-engraving stone will never leave their bodies and will keep recording their actions until they return to Nanfengping.
Xiao Fan once heard Tian Buwei say that the use of seal carvings to record scenes was proposed by Lin Caixuan, the master of Chu Xiu Peak Peak, and Cihang Master of Cihang Peak, just to prevent some of the chief disciples from playing favourites.
Xiao Fan walked from the forest to the Aoi under the banner, and stopped when he was still more than three feet away from the Aoi.
"Senior Brother Aoi, you have been waiting for a long time."
Xiao Fan said, his tone was calm and no fluctuation could be heard.
Aoi didn't even look at Xiao Fan. He already sensed someone approaching when Xiao Fan was a hundred meters away. He was still sitting there cross-legged as before, looking at his nose and heart.
"Junior Brother Xiao, do you want to take away the token?"
Aoi's sneer rang in Xiao Fan's ears, but his mouth did not move, nor did he look at Xiao Fan.
"Senior Brother Aoi, I'm already here. You should open the formation, leave a token, and leave. Why are you so motionless and still talking to me in ventriloquism?"
"Junior Brother Xiao, you said you have found this place? Who can testify for you and who believes you?"
Aoi said in ventriloquism, still sitting there cross-legged.
"I know you won't let me get the token easily, how do you treat me? As the chief disciple of Zixia Peak, don't you feel that you have lost the face of Zixia Peak and your ancestors by using such a humble trick?
?"
Xiao Fan sneered, deliberately irritating him with words, so that his reaction would be recorded on the seal-engraved stone, and then the peak masters of each vein could get clues from it.
The muscles on Aoi's face twitched violently, and Xiao Fan clearly felt a cold killing intent coming, like a cold wind pouring into his bones.
"Xiao Fan, don't try to anger me. You can't get this token. Besides, even if you get it, you will still be buried in this forest in the end. Do you think you can still be alive after stepping into this forest?
Going out?"
Aoi said in ventriloquism, his voice extremely cold. In his opinion, it was absolutely impossible for Xiao Fan to survive, because he had already made preparations and would give Zhuge Wu and others a signal to inform them of Xiao Fan's location at that time.
Xiao Fan can't escape even if he has wings.
Xiao Fan said nothing and walked forward. When he reached the formation, he stretched out his hand and touched it. An invisible wall of air blocked the front, and there was a counter-shock force on it, which shook him back several steps.
"Aoi, the participating disciples of Zixia Peak will pay the price for your despicable tricks."
Xiao Fan said indifferently, then turned and left.
"Pay the price? Just because you are a warrior, you are really a frog in the well, and you don't know how big the Milky Way is!"
Aoi was shaking in his belly and sneered again and again. After Xiao Fan turned around and left, his palms were pressed against the ground, and his true energy penetrated three feet from the ground and spread outside the formation.
A flash of golden light shot up into the sky, where a seal-engraved crystal was buried. When activated by Aoi's true energy, a beam of bright light burst out. All the disciples within hundreds of miles saw it, and Zhuge Wu's eyes turned cold.
, pointed in that direction and said: "Follow me, Xiao Fan is over there!"
"Xiao Fan, your death has come."
Aoi thought to himself. Before the competition, he made a request to Master Ziyang and arranged the positions for the participating disciples of the Wuwei Peak lineage, so Xiao Fan just happened to find the token he was guarding. In his opinion, this time it was absolutely foolproof.
Xiao Fan could not escape death no matter what.
After leaving Aoi's sight, Xiao Fan ran quickly. Half an hour later, a shrill beast roar came, followed by the clanging sound of weapons.
Xiao Fan let himself merge with nature and ran quickly towards the direction of the sound, and saw several disciples from Baizhan Peak fighting with disciples from Cihang Peak.