On the day when Zhao Yufan rushed to Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, tens of thousands of Qinglan Sect disciples were practicing basic moves in the martial arts training ground.
The scene was quite spectacular, and even many elders went to watch.
Sunrise and sunset, time flies by.
There are only three days left until the Star Gathering Competition, but the focus of the Qinglan Sect is not the Star Gathering Competition, but the achievements of the disciples guided by Zhao Yufan.
Practicing basic moves for several days made the disciples find it boring, and many gave up midway.
There were only 500 disciples who could persist until the end.
However, it was the achievements of these five hundred people that finally made all the disciples of the Qinglan Sect begin to practice hard.
Among the 500 people who persisted to the end, 100 of them improved their strength by one level, 100 people had their strength greatly enhanced, 200 people had a good understanding of their own martial arts and their martial arts improved to a higher level, and the last 100 people simply The attack has been improved.
No matter how much they improve, they have verified that if they follow Zhao Yufan's instructions, they will definitely gain something.
When the disciples found out that there was a famous teacher to show them the way, they couldn't wait to hope that Zhao Yufan would continue to give them guidance.
However, Zhao Yufan had his own things to do, and it was impossible for him to guide the disciples every day.
More importantly, he basically relied on himself for cultivation and could not be guided by outsiders.
No matter how many, you still need to understand and practice by yourself.
It's been a long time since Zhao Yufan's ghost cries and wolf howls were heard from the ghost tower, and the disciples suddenly missed him.
"Hey, when I heard Zhao Yufan's cry before, I wanted to strangle him to death, but now I miss him a little bit."
"Hey, you miss my guidance, right?"
"Don't you want to?"
"Don't tell me, his voice sounds pretty good now."
"I don't know what Zhao Yufan is doing.
He used to bark every day.
Why hasn't he barked in the past few days?"
When many disciples are bored, they will sit somewhere, chatting and looking at the ghost tower.
The winter evening comes much earlier than the summer evening.
The pale yellow golden light shines on the ground, and the whole world seems to have changed a color.
The ghost tower at Shuanglong Peak was shrouded in the afterglow.
The disciples looked there from time to time, hoping that Zhao Yufan's figure would appear.
It was also the disciples' prayers that had an effect.
I don't know when a figure actually appeared on the ghost tower.
As soon as the figure appeared in the ghost tower, there were ghostly screams in the sky.
"Ahhhhhhh" The long-lost voice sounded, and the disciples were like a cat seeing a mouse, their excited eyes glowing green, and they rushed straight to Shuanglong Peak.
Zhao Yufan was still standing on the black boulder.
He originally thought that there would be fewer people coming today, but who would have thought that there was such a dark crowd in front of him that he could not see the edge at a glance.
It was estimated that there were at least 10,000 or 20,000 people.
"It seems that you have gained a lot."
Zhao Yufan continued happily: "My gains are also not small.
Some time ago, I was talking about how to practice, and today I am talking about how to attack."
Hearing this, everyone was full of doubts and looked at Zhao Yufan expectantly.
"You remember the power of the Golden Dragon Stick, right?
Why does the Golden Dragon Stick cause such an attack?
That's because its attacks are concentrated on a certain point, so the power is so strong."
Zhao Yufan calmly swept through the crowd and saw the look of everyone suddenly realizing.
He smiled and said: "If you can concentrate your strength on one point, the attack intensity will also increase."
A disciple asked expectantly: "How can I concentrate on one point?"
Zhao Yufan smiled slightly and said loudly: "There are many ways.
The method I use is to control energy."
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Under Zhao Yufan's explanation, everyone began to practice.
The night is dark and the cold wind is howling Zhao Yufan sat cross-legged in the ghost tower, thinking about things silently.
The day after tomorrow was the star gathering competition, and people from various sects would arrive one after another tomorrow.
People from various sects rushed to Qinglan Sect and would definitely challenge him.
They have been practicing hard these days and have gained a lot.
He now has a variety of martial arts, among which the Yunzong Sword is the strongest, the Curse Kill is the weirdest, the Violent Thunder is the most domineering, the newly trained Tyrant Sword is fierce and ferocious, the Golden Dragon Stick is crazy and vicious, and the seemingly ordinary martial arts beauty picture , and it even has the power to scare people.
On the second day, people from various sects arrived one after another.
Elder Yunhai personally received everyone and arranged their daily meals.
Dusk fell and the night passed without incident.
In the early morning, fog surrounds the place, and the ghost tower is even more looming in the distance.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the Star Gathering Competition officially began.
In the viewing seats not far from the arena, the elders of various sects sat in the front, and the disciples of each sect sat behind the elders.
The disciples looked around from time to time, as if they were looking for something.
"Zhao Yufan didn't show up.
Could it be that he didn't come?"
asked a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.
"With his arrogant personality, he will definitely come."
At this time, a disciple of the Alchemy Sect asked: "Is Zhao Yufan very strong?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Chen, Yu Min, and Lin Hu, as if he was asking them.
Lin Hu clenched his fist tightly and said, "I can't resist his sword."
Ji Chen looked dazed and said absently: "His sword is too strong."
Yu Min looked ferocious and said in a deep voice: "His sword is indeed strong, but I can defeat him.
If he dares to come here, I will kill him directly."
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded.
"You don't need to take action.
If Zhao Yufan appears, I will be the first to challenge him."
Everyone looked up and saw that the speaker was Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao was Lin Hu's elder brother.
He was one of the top twenty strong men in Xingju Pavilion.
His unique skill of Thousand Sword Art was even more domineering.
He once defeated a tenth level powerful high-level warrior. who.
Hearing Lin Xiao's words, Yu Min frowned slightly and said unhappily: "I want to kill him."
Lin Xiao glanced at Yu Min coldly and replied coldly: "No."
When Yu Min and the others were arguing about who should challenge Zhao Yufan first, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
They looked forward suspiciously and saw a group of people slowly appearing in front of them.
This group of people was none other than Zhao Yufan and the others.
Zhao Yufan appeared and the scene instantly became lively.
In the seats of the audience, at least twenty disciples stood up suddenly, eager to challenge Zhao Yufan.
Even the masters of Qinglan Sect wanted to compete with him.
"His uncle, you are so popular, look at the reaction of that group of people."
Mo Qi's eyes rolled around and he looked towards the audience seats.
Tie Yunshan touched the scar on his face, frowned and said, "Zhao Yufan, if you can't beat him, just run away."
Han Bingyue and the others smiled when they heard this.
Zhao Yufan folded his arms and looked around leisurely, and finally his eyes fell on the ring.
Although the competition in the ring was exciting, everyone's eyes were on Zhao Yufan at this time.
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Even the two people competing in the ring had no choice but to stop and look at Zhao Yufan
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