Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 40 More money is needed

afternoon!

"Zhang Xiaofan from Dazhu Peak versus Peng Chang from Fenghui Peak!"

As a voice sounded, Zhang Xiaofan walked towards another arena.

From afar, a man was standing on the ring, giving him a kind smile.

Suddenly, Zeng Shushu came to Zhang Xiaofan's side, smiled and said:
"Junior Brother Zhang, the one above is my junior brother, and we have a very good relationship..."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

"Hehe!" Zeng Shushu smiled and said:

"I watched your competition this morning. You defeated Chu Yuhong with just one sword strike and even seriously injured him."

"So, just be gentle for a while, okay?"

Zhang Xiaofan patted Zeng Shushu on the shoulder, blinked, and gestured to him, saying:
"You know!"

"I understand, I understand." Zeng Shushu said, and immediately took out a few silver ingots from his arms and handed them to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Haha!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at the silver in his hand, smiled and put it in his arms, saying:
"Don't worry, I will make sure your junior brother is safe and worry-free."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan jumped lightly onto the stage, bowed to Peng Chang in a friendly manner, and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Zhang Xiaofan, nice to meet Senior Brother Peng."

Seeing this, Peng Chang immediately bowed, almost as if performing a great ceremony, and smiled and whispered:
"Junior Brother Zhang, please fight with me for a little longer and save your face for me. Otherwise, I will lose in one blow and I will have no face in the future."

"Also, be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."

Zhang Xiaofan patted the silver on his chest and said with a smile:

"We hit it off right away. No problem, no problem."

Seeing this, Peng Chang felt a little relieved.

He turned around and glanced at the many disciples below the stage, then looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said loudly:
"Junior Brother Zhang, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Peng Chang clenched the magic sword in his hand and began to circulate the magic power in his body.

The next moment, a blazing flame appeared out of nowhere on the magic sword and slashed towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan touched the silver in his arms, secretly thinking that he had to give face to Zeng Shushu, so he also drew out his magic sword and slashed at the flames with it "hardly".

A sword aura formed, cutting the raging flames in half, while the remaining force continued to charge towards Peng Chang.

The speed was so fast that Peng Chang couldn't avoid it.

Peng Chang’s face turned pale. Didn’t we agree to be gentler?

However, he could no longer resist the sword force at the moment, so he rolled his eyes and shouted:

"Add more money, I'll add more money!"

Before he could finish his words, the sword energy that was about to hit Peng Chang suddenly disappeared, as if it had no staying power.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan looked exhausted and said:

"Senior Brother Peng is really very advanced. I almost couldn't stop him."

Tian Linger: “…………”

Lu Xueqi: “???”

Thousands of disciples in the audience: “????”

Zhang Xiaofan shouted and pinched his fingers towards Peng Chang.

Peng Chang gestured, holding the magic sword in his hand, and charged towards Zhang Xiaofan with great momentum.

When he got close, he slashed with his sword.

Zhang Xiaofan raised his sword to block it with difficulty, and at the same time reached into Peng Chang's arms, then put the hand into his own arms.

Peng Chang suddenly said:

"Junior Brother Zhang, didn't we agree to be gentle? If you hadn't suddenly stopped the sword just now, I would have been defeated."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled embarrassedly and said:

"Just now I didn't even use 10% of my strength. Is it possible that you are too weak?"

"Am I too weak?"

Peng Chang: “…………” Peng Chang shouted loudly,
"Junior Brother Zhang is really good at swordsmanship. Let's do it again."

Peng Chang shouted loudly, flames billowed around his body, and he looked powerful and imposing, as if he was going to suppress Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan figured out Peng Chang's strength and fought him back and forth with great difficulty, almost losing to Peng Chang several times.

In this way, the two of them fought on the stage, taking turns to attack.

On the high platform, the highly accomplished Cangsong Master saw this scene, his face turned pale, he turned to look at Tian Buyi and said:

"Junior Brother Tian, your disciple Zhang Xiaofan could have defeated the opponent directly, but he fought slowly with Peng Chang for the sake of silver. It's really unreasonable."

Tian Buyi glanced at Cangsong Zhenren, slowly drank a sip of tea, and then said:
"Peng Chang gave the money. If your disciples meet my beloved disciple Zhang Xiaofan later, they can also give money."

At this point, Tian Buyi added:

"But you have to pay more, or you'll still lose in one move."

Upon hearing this, Master Cangsong was so angry that his face was shaking, and he said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, Junior Brother Tian. All of my disciples at Longshou Peak are highly accomplished. Maybe Zhang Xiaofan will have to pay more."

"Really?" Tian Buyi murmured, and suddenly laughed:

"Then we'll see."

Half an hour later!
On the ring, Peng Chang was panting as he danced with the sword and fought with Zhang Xiaofan. However, he was holding the sword with both hands, and both hands were shaking.

At the same time, there is very little mana left in the body.

The main reason was that he had been attacking with all his strength, and in order to see the effect, he frequently used sword moves that consumed mana.

Zhang Xiaofan kept blocking with his sword left and right, and he had already reached the Shangqing realm, practicing both Buddhism and Taoism, so his magic power was far superior to Peng Chang, so only a little bit of his magic power was consumed.

Peng Chang slashed down with the flaming sword again, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground, unable to hold on any longer.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan quickly stabbed at the expansion with his sword, but he was not very skilled and stabbed directly below, lifting him up, and then whispered:
"Brother Peng Chang, you can actually pay me more. I can hold on for a few more hours, even at night."

Peng Chang struggled to stand up, not even having the strength to raise his hands. He gasped and said:

"Junior Brother Zhang, I can't take it anymore. Look, my hands and feet are shaking and numb from your shaking. Half an hour is enough."

"Oh, that's such a pity." Zhang Xiaofan shook his head regretfully and suddenly put away his sword.

"boom!"

Without the support of the magic sword, Peng Chang fell directly to the ground.

The disciples below the stage looked on and saw Peng Changsheng collapsed on the ring with a look of despair. His body was shaking slightly, especially his hands, which were trembling constantly.

When everyone saw this scene, they turned their attention to Zhang Xiaofan. Seeing his honest appearance, they thought to themselves:

Our senior brother from the peak later, please don’t meet Zhang Xiaofan.

The money was spent and I was exhausted.

……

The next day!

"Dazhu Peak disciple Zhang Xiaofan versus Xiaozhu Peak disciple Lu Xueqi!"

As the voice from the podium rang out, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi walked onto the stage at the same time.

Lu Xueqi looked at Zhang Xiaofan opposite her, bowed and said:

"Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak, please teach me, Junior Brother Zhang."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the beautiful Lu Xueqi and said:
"We are old acquaintances. There is no need for such polite introductions."

"Oh, Junior Brother Zhang is right." Lu Xueqi nodded.

Zhang Xiaofan raised his eyebrows and said: