"This uncle Baoqiang is so lucky. Not only does he have a master who is willing to spend money, even God helps him. Look, this means that people save even the Qing talisman..." The person on the left of the three familiar junior disciples standing not far from the big screen said in surprise.

"Yes, this is indeed a bit evil. It's not that the computer was tampered with, right?" The timid disciple in the middle responded casually.

The thin-browed disciple on the far right hurriedly reached out and covered the mouth of the man who spoke. After looking around with a panic look, he said carefully and softly when he saw no one paying attention to them, "You name two small voices, you can't say this nonsense. If you are heard by the real elder, you will not have any good results."

The man shrank his neck and looked fearful when he heard this. Then he sighed and lowered his voice and asked the disciple on the right, "Zhang Yin, why is the one who was the one who was the draw? In this way, even if he is not the opponent of the elder disciples in the later stage, he can still make the seventh place and give us new disciples a long face."

The thin-browed disciple gave the man a blank look and said sarcastically, "I said Zhang Hub, what's wrong with you? Do you have any idea in your heart? It's God's blessing to be able to survive until now based on our level."

"You dare to call me like that!" The disciple seemed a little unhappy when he heard Zhang Yin calling him this, but suddenly smiled and said, "...hehe, now I am the unique Zhang Hu! The character B will never be used again!"

"Depending on what you mean, I really want to be reluctant to let it go?" Zhang Yin said with a smile

"No, no, absolutely not. If you like it, take it at any time." Zhang Hu waved his hand quickly when he heard this, and then had a sudden inspiration, "Huh? I just discovered that Zhang Yinb is actually quite good."

"no!no!no!" Zhang Yin was not angry either, and smacked his lips and said, "Tsk, I think Brother Hu B sounds more domineering. Otherwise, you should stop changing it. I'm just saying it's all right."

"You little brat, let me see if I don't tear your stinky mouth." Zhang Hu was "unstoppable" when he heard this, and raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Yin's mouth.

Zhang Yin hurriedly flashed back, covered his mouth, and showed a pitiful expression, "Brother Hu, I'm wrong, I'm killing me."

Zhang Hu pretended to be fierce and patted the back of the other person's hand covering his mouth, "It's good to know that he's wrong! I'll call me Brother Hu in the future! Ah!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yin was not angry. He pushed the other party's hand away, straightened up again, and changed the subject and said, "Okay, stop making trouble! Seriously speaking, do you think that Zhang Pan can squeeze into the top three?"

"This is not accurate. That kid never had to continuously release the Golden Light Mantra from beginning to end. Every time he casts the spell, he just flashed away. I still haven't seen how far he has practiced the Golden Light Mantra to this point. And don't you find it strange? He has never talked to other disciples, as if all the disciples don't know him!" Zhang Hu heard this, looking at the figure standing in the distance, and said thoughtfully.

Zhang Yin frowned, looked at the man, and nodded silently, as if he was hiding the same question.

Zhang Hu continued, "In my opinion, he was probably trained by some elder in private. I don't believe that a person like him who is gifted with talents will be just an ordinary disciple who is not a name."

"So..., who do you think he is..." Zhang Yin said in confusion.

"I don't know, I'm not a god or anything else, I just doubt it..." Zhang Hu shook his head and said.

"Tsk, I thought you knew something. But no matter how you look at it, you can't tell what's so outstanding about him." Zhang Yin gave him a blank look and looked at Zhang Pan who was smiling silly at the screen in curiously.

Zhang Hu laughed and patted Zhang Yin on the shoulder, "Don't stand stupidly, maybe we should be on the stage right away."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yin looked at the big screen in front of the two arenas, and then he realized that when they were laughing and scolding, they had already begun to match the four disciples who were about to appear under Zhang Yang's appointment.

"Zhang Hu, you have to be careful. If you accidentally match you to me, I will not show mercy!" Zhang Yin turned around and looked at Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu shrugged, "Anyway, for me, it's rare to have the opportunity to participate in this kind of public competition. No matter who I meet, I will win with all my might. In this way, even if I lose in the end, I will be considered as the right person."

Zhang Yin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then chuckled: "Yes, I knew you would say that. It seems that we are really a stinking smell."

Zhang Hu showed disgust, "No, no, no, I have no smell, I want to smell it alone..."

...

The twelve disciples participating in the competition were divided into two groups again, with six people in each group competing in two rings.

Among them, Zhang Yifan, Zhang Yaoyang and Zhang Jianxing, the best among the elder disciples, all beat their opponents and easily won the competition.

Zhang Pan used his magic seal to take advantage of his will, and also easily defeated his older disciple Zhang Hansheng and qualified for the finals.

What is even more surprising is that Zhang Hub and Zhang Yin not only did not meet in the martial arts, but they both defeated the two elder disciples and qualified for the finals. Of course, they also paid a very painful price for this.

Fortunately, Zhang Yin was at the second level of the Golden Light Curse with his opponent Zhang Nubi, but the skillfulness of the opponent's Golden Light Curse is obviously more than one level higher than his. He can actually control the body-protecting golden light on certain key parts of the life, forming a thin set of light golden "armor" on his body.

At first, Zhang Yin only felt that the other party was pretentiously mysterious and had a look, and he didn't care.

After a brief battle, it was discovered that Zhang Nubi obviously had no intention of taking the initiative to attack, so Zhang Yin easily gained the upper hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Yin immediately took advantage of the victory and planned to defeat Zhang Nubi in one go.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was not as easy as he thought. Every attack Zhang Yin attacked with all his strength was easily resolved by the armor on the opponent's body.

After a few rounds, Zhang Yin had consumed nearly half of his mana, but Zhang Nubi still looked like he had plenty of energy.

Only then did Zhang Yin realize that in order to save mana, the man deliberately reduced the protection range of the Golden Light Curse and fought a war of attrition with himself.

After realizing the problem, Zhang Yin almost immediately came up with a way to deal with it - that is, to attack the opponent's weak parts without the golden light protection.

Unprepared to guard, Zhang Nubi immediately lost her in size under Zhang Yin's chaotic and continuous attacks. When he remembered the golden light of all the protective body, he fell to the ground with a bang.

At this time, Zhang Yin finally used the last trace of magic power and fell on the ring.

In the competition with Zhang Huiji, a small opponent in the second level of the Golden Light Curse, Zhang Hu was always suppressed by the opponent due to his large strength difference. In desperation, he could only use the strategy of removing firewood from the cauldron, and forced his body to the edge of the ring with his bruised body. When the opponent was careless, he suddenly launched a full-strength attack, and almost pushed the opponent out of the field.

...

At around 3:00 pm, all six competitions were over. Yu Wei, who had witnessed the previous six games, was standing off the stage at this time, his eyes wandering on the disciple who won the final, and he guessed which disciple would fight him in an hour.
Chapter completed!