"Don't worry, this is a matter for your disciples. Don't restrain yourself. If I want to cause trouble, I won't be your nominal master for nothing."
Sure enough, just as He Fan thought, Jiang Changsheng said to He Fan with a smile.
"Thank you, senior!"
With a smile on his face, He Fan also cupped his fists and bowed to Jiang Changsheng.
"You don't have to be so restrained. How sure are you of tomorrow's battle?"
Jiang Changsheng waved his hand and asked He Fan curiously.
Hearing this, He Fan thought about it seriously and then said: "I heard that he has a protective talisman. I am going to kill him directly when the war starts tomorrow. I will take him down before he can react. The chance of winning is about 80%."
Jiang Changsheng nodded with satisfaction and stood up slowly.
"Originally, I thought that if your chances of winning were lower, I could also give you some magic weapons to protect yourself."
At this point, Jiang Changsheng said to He Fan seriously: "You are specially approved by the sect master. Since you are a true disciple, you will definitely arouse the jealousy of many people. In order to avoid future troubles, you must be ruthless when you start tomorrow." Some!"
Hearing Jiang Changsheng¡¯s words, He Fan narrowed his eyes and nodded.
With He Fan¡¯s experience, he can naturally understand Jiang Changsheng¡¯s words.
What he means is that tomorrow it is best for him to win with his own strength, without any external force.
In this way, as a disciple like He Fan who was specially approved to join the sect, he could establish his own dignity.
¡° Otherwise, there will be all kinds of troubles in the future.
Although Jiang Changsheng and He Fan were very friendly when they got along, it can be seen now that he is not an easy person to get along with since he can sit in the position of the elder of Tianyi Sect!
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me!"
Immediately, He Fan stood up and bowed to Jiang Changsheng with clasped fists.
Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, turned around and walked out the door.
"Remember, no matter where you are, only your own strength is the foundation of your life. Tomorrow, when we fight on the martial arts stage, we should no longer worry about the friendship between Lao Shizi and the clan. The more ruthless you are, the more powerful you will be. !¡±
When he reached the door, Jiang Changsheng turned around and spoke to He Fan seriously.
At this moment, the power of the Yuanying Sword Cultivator is fully demonstrated at this moment!
He Fan took a deep breath, nodded seriously, and silently remembered Jiang Changsheng's instructions in his heart.
"By the way, today the sect leader gave you that small dagger, please study it carefully."
The moment he closed the door, Jiang Changsheng said with a smile on his face.
Hearing these words, He Fan's eyes widened slightly and he nodded silently.
? One day flies by in a blink of an eye.
With the elder's father present, Yuan Qigang, the true disciple, naturally passed the trial without any surprises.
The trial of a true disciple requires the presence of at least ten elders within the sect.
At this moment, with his father accepting him as a disciple, this trial can be considered a perfect end.
"I heard that Xiao Yuan is going to the martial arts competition today. I wonder if you are sure?"
At this time, an elder who had a good relationship with Elder Yuan said with a chuckle.
Hearing this, Yuan Qigang laughed loudly and said confidently: "I will definitely not lose in this competition!"
Hearing Yuan Qigang's words, the elder smiled and said: "In that case, it just so happens that I have nothing to do today, so I'll go take a look!"
As soon as he said this, everyone responded loudly.
Jiang Changsheng is naturally absent from this trial. After all, it will be his nominal disciple He Fan who will fight Yuan Qigang later.
Competition stage.
This competition stage cannot be seen at ordinary times, but it is suspended above the clouds!
Only when it is needed, the Elder Hall will cast a spell to put it down and land on the suspended mountain peaks.
This implication is that when you compete in martial arts, you don¡¯t care about the sect rules. After the martial arts competition, if you fall down, you will still be a disciple of Tianyi Sect!
The practice of monks has always been boring and tedious. Fighting like this has never been done since
When I said it yesterday, it attracted a lot of attention.
At noon, when the competition stage slowly descended from the clouds, countless figures appeared densely in the sect, quickly heading towards the competition stage.
These are all sect disciples who have nothing to do today and even specially picked time to come and watch the battle.
Also hereAt this time, He Fan was stuck in time, stepped on the Thunder Star Ship, and flew onto the competition stage.
This competition arena is extremely wide and is a square arena.
The entire arena is three thousand meters long vertically and horizontally, which is enough for these disciples with the highest Jindan realm to compete.
And at the edge of the arena, there are many boulders suspended.
These huge rocks are equivalent to the viewing platform of this competition platform.
Now there are at least hundreds of disciples gathered here!
He Fan fell directly into the central arena.
As soon as he landed, there were a lot of cheers around him.
Listening to that voice, He Fan stood calmly on the ring and waited.
"Senior brother, I heard that if you join the sect, you will become the true successor!"
"Really or not? No wonder I've never seen it before!"
"If that's the case, then he must be something special. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to provoke Yuan Qigang like this!"
For a moment, there was a steady stream of discussion in the stands.
In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour had passed since He Fan arrived.
At this moment, dozens of escaping lights suddenly lit up in the distance.
"Hello, elders!"
In an instant, all the relaxed disciples on the stand stood up one by one and bowed to the other side.
He Fan squinted his eyes, and with the help of his spiritual power, he could see clearly that there were more than a dozen elders in the escaping light, and Jiang Changsheng was among them!
A group of elders landed on the largest boulder set aside by the disciples, apparently planning to watch the battle.
Jiang Changsheng sat upright and glanced at He Fan, with an encouraging look in his eyes.
At the same time, Yuan Qigang also stepped on the flying magic weapon and arrived belatedly.
"Hahaha, boy, are you ready to die?"
As soon as he landed on the stage and put away the flying magic weapon, Yuan Qigang said to He Fan with a cold expression.
Hearing this, He Fan glanced at him indifferently and said calmly: "I thought you were afraid and didn't dare to come. You have been struggling for so long, but you still come?"
"you!"
Yuan Qigang's eyes widened and he didn't know how to reply: "Huh! I'm just being tough, I'll make you look good later!"
"You, my disciple, are not weak in your words."
Yuan Qigang¡¯s father sat on the boulder, looked at Jiang Changsheng and said with a smile.
The implication is that even He Fan can only speak harshly.
¡°You can only speak like this if you have the strength. If you don¡¯t have the strength, you can¡¯t even say the words.¡±
Jiang Changsheng sneered and replied unceremoniously.
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