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"Spirit Master must have come to support the Seven Clans Martial Competition!"
A disciple shouted excitedly from the crowd.
The square immediately became even noisier.
Standing beside Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng Shushu frowned slightly and said,
"Spirit Master always stays deep beneath the pool and never shows himself in public.
I doubt he came just to watch the Seven Clans Martial Competition."
Then Zeng Shushu turned his head toward Zhang Xiaofan.
"Why do you think he's here?"
Zhang Xiaofan calmly pointed to himself.
"I think Spirit Master cameā¦ for me."
Zeng Shushu: "ā¦"
Zeng Shushu blinked, completely caught off guard, before giving Zhang Xiaofan a big thumbs-up.
"Junior Brother Zhang, you're even more narcissistic than I am!"
Zhang Xiaofan shrugged, looking innocent.
"These days, no one believes the truth.
Seems like if I told a lie, everyone would be happier."
For the gathered disciples, Spirit Master's appearance was an event even more thrilling than watching the eight elite disciples from Tongtian Peak perform the sword-offering ceremony.
The square buzzed with excitement like a boiling pot.
Just then, a powerful voice boomed through the air:
"Everyone, be quiet!"
It was Master Cangsong. His cultivation was deep,
and as the one who had managed Qingyun Sect affairs during Master Daoxuan's years of secluded meditation, he commanded natural respect.
Even without anger, his tall frame and dignified face gave him an air of authority.
At his command, the noisy square fell silent instantly.
Satisfied, Cangsong announced,
"To encourage our disciples to strive for excellence, this year's Seven Clans Martial Competition will have a special prize for first place .... the Six Harmonies Mirror!"
As he spoke, a shimmering, ancient mirror appeared in his hand.
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes lit up.
Zeng Shushu leaned closer and whispered,
"The Six Harmonies Mirror is a defensive magic treasure from our sect's tenth-generation ancestor, Wu Fangzi.
If your spiritual power is strong enough, it can reflect any attack, making you virtually invincible.
Butā¦ it's purely defensive .... no attack power at all."
He grinned.
"Guess who's going to win it?"
"Ahem." Zhang Xiaofan coughed lightly and said with complete seriousness, "Me."
Zeng Shushu stared at him. "ā¦I've seen people brag before, but never at this level."
He shook his head and explained,
"Right now, Qi Hao from Longshou Peak is the favorite to win. He was second last time,
and this year, with Xiao Yicai from Tongtian Peak not participating, he's basically guaranteed first place.
Even I know I can't beat him."
Zhang Xiaofan patted Zeng Shushu on the shoulder.
"You say there won't be any surprises, but there will. That Six Harmonies Mirror is mine."
Inside, Zhang Xiaofan was confident. His cultivation was now at Upper Clarity Realm ....the strongest among thousands of disciples.
Even if he hid that and only fought at the ninth level of Jade Purity, with his sword techniques at the Ten Thousand Swords level, he had no rivals.
Zeng Shushu, remembering the rumors, thought:
Two years ago, Zhang Xiaofan was so talented, but he suffered severe demon possession.
It was said his cultivation would drop drastically, maybe even stagnate forever. Butā¦ could it be his strength actually increased instead?
On the podium, a disciple carried a tray to Master Daoxuan, filled with 63 folded paper balls.
Cangsong explained,
"To ensure fairness, the 64 contestants will draw lots."
But since Dazhu Peak had only eight candidates, there were only 63 disciples total ... meaning one lucky draw would get an automatic pass to the second round.
With a wave of Cangsong's hand, the paper balls shot into the air, and disciples leapt up to grab them.
Zhang Xiaofan didn't rush ..... he knew his luck. By the time the others were done, only one ball was left, rolling on the ground.
He casually picked it up.
Cangsong called out,
"Who has number one?"
The other 62 disciples unfolded their papers ..... none of them had number one. Whispers of envy spread through the crowd. Whoever drew number one would skip the first round entirely and go straight to the top 32.
Zhang Xiaofan slowly opened his paper. His eyes widened.
"ā¦No way. Number one! What ridiculous luck!"
The disciples nearby groaned in envy.
Cangsong smiled faintly. "Since there's no number sixty-four, Zhang Xiaofan advances directly to the second round."
Tian Buyi, standing at the side, stroked his beard with a pleased smile.
Master Shuiyue, watching, remarked,
"Junior Brother Tian, your disciple is truly blessed by the heavens."
Tian Buyi chuckled. "Luck or no luck, with his strength, it doesn't matter if he gets number one or not."
Shuiyue's eyes narrowed. "Could it beā¦ after that demon possession, his cultivation didn't drop ..... it actually increased?"
Tian Buyi's smile deepened. "My Xiaofan is determined to win this championship."
"What?" Shuiyue's expression flickered. "I think you underestimate my disciple, Lu Xueqi.
In the past two years, her cultivation has soared to the ninth level of Jade Purity. The championship is hers."
Tian Buyi glanced toward Lu Xueqi in the crowd. "Then it seems this year's champion will be between her and my Xiaofan."
Standing nearby, Cangsong frowned slightly.
"You two seem to be forgetting my eldest discipleā¦ Qi Hao."
Ling'er hopped down from the stage and ran to Xiaofan, her eyes sparkling.
"Well? Wasn't Senior Sister amazing?"
Xiaofan smiled and gave her a thumbs-up.
"Amazing. Worthy of Master's teachings ā your Dao skills are impressive."
Ling'er beamed like she'd just eaten honey.
Then her gaze dropped to Xiaofan's arms ... and froze. A corner of that suspicious book was sticking out.
She snatched it up.
"What's this? Let me seeā¦"
The moment she opened it, her cheeks flushed, her eyes went wide, and she stared at him in shock.
"Xiaofanā¦ you've learned bad things!"
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