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Text Chapter 160 The competition is in progress

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    Zhang Chaozong rejected An Xiaoxiao's suggestion to return to the clan together, and left Dujia Town with Du Meier first.  It can be seen that Du Meier's mood is half worried and half happy. She is worried that her father is still in jail, but she is happy to be with Zhang Chaozong.

    "Meier, tell me what happened to your father?" Zhang Chaozong stopped and asked after dozens of miles away from Dujia Town.

    As soon as Du Meier heard Zhang Chaozong ask her, she immediately told what happened.  It turned out that a few months ago, a guest came to Tianzhu Pavilion. This guest seemed to be deliberately trying to find trouble, saying that the magic weapon in Tianzhu Pavilion was not good and that the elixir was fake.  In short, Tianzhu Pavilion's business was messed up.

    Tianzhu Pavilion couldn't bear it anymore and came forward to drive the monk away. But what people didn't expect was that not long after the monk who was driven away left, he came to the door with a large group of people. They all had vicious looks and killed everyone they saw.  Just smash things.  In the end, Du Meier's father, Du Zhan, took action personally, but he was still no match for the other party and was seriously injured and taken away.

    Du Meier happened to be out looking for a spiritual grass at that time and was not in the Tianzhu Pavilion, so she escaped the disaster.

    "Meier, have you found out the other party's identity?" Zhang Chaozong asked with a frown.

    Judging from Du Meier's narration, the other party came to find trouble intentionally, and then found a reason to destroy Tianzhu Pavilion.  In this case, either Tianzhu Pavilion has a grudge against the other party, or there is a conflict between the interests of both parties.

    "I checked, but I vaguely found that it seemed to be someone from within Beiyuan Sect. As for the specific person who did it, I couldn't find out. This is also the reason why I married Du Yuxuan. I think he is Beiyuan after all.  Zong monk, if you are willing to help, you may be able to rescue my father." Du Meier said.

    "Mei'er, you are too naive. Since the opponent's strength can destroy your Tianzhu Pavilion, how can he be easy to deal with? How can Du Yuxuan, a mere monk in the Qi refining stage, help you? In my opinion,  He just wants to use this matter to occupy you, and when he takes your body, you will have to succumb to him." Zhang Chaozong said with some fear.

    "I don't think there is much hope, but there is no other way. Fortunately, you are here." Du Meier's eyes were filled with soft waves, and she looked at Zhang Chaozong pitifully.

    Zhang Chaozong felt ripples in his heart. Du Meier was so pitiful.  He involuntarily stretched out his arms and hugged Du Meier into his arms.  Du Meier didn't resist or struggle, she snuggled up against his chest naturally.

    "Since it's Bei Yuanzong's people who imprisoned your father, it's easy to handle. Don't worry, I will definitely be able to help you rescue your father." Zhang Chaozong promised while hugging Du Meier.

    "Well, I believe you." At this moment, Du Meier felt extremely at ease.

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    A poet said: "I feel more timid when I'm close to my hometown, and I don't dare to ask the stranger."

    Zhang Chaozong felt like this at this time. He was getting closer to the sect, but he had very complicated feelings in his heart.  There are both expectations and worries.  However, his emotion is naturally much milder than that of ordinary people. After all, for ordinary people, ten years is already a long time, and there are not many ten years in life.  But for cultivators, ten years is not a long time. For high-level monks, one retreat may take ten years.

    After entering the territory of Beiyuan Sect, Zhang Chaozong found it a bit deserted.  He was relieved when he remembered that the Foundation Establishment Competition was going on. At this moment, most of the monks should be gathering on Tianji Peak to watch this once-in-a-decade competition.

    "Mei'er, the Foundation Building Competition is currently being held on Tianji Peak. How about we go and have a look?" Zhang Chaozong asked.

    "I will listen to you." Du Mei'er was not as unruly as before, and she was as gentle as a mess.

    "Then let's go." Zhang Chaozong took Du Meier and rushed to Tianji Peak.

    There are many restrictions placed on Tianji Peak, so it is naturally impossible for Zhang Chaozong to escape in the mountain.  He and Du Meier walked up the mountain. When they approached the top of the mountain, they faintly heard the noise and noise.

    Soon, Zhang Chaozong and Du Meier arrived at the top of the mountain. Looking around, they saw a sea of ??people.  On the towering ring, two people were fighting fiercely.  Zhang Chaozong looked closely and found that one of them he knew was Lu Nanyang's eldest disciple Wei Tao.  The other person is a bit unfamiliar, and I don¡¯t know which monk he is from.  On the highest stand, several monks were sitting among them. Xiao Yurong, the master of Cuiping Peak, Gu Han, the master of Zilai Peak, and Zhao Xuanbi, the master of Lotus Peak, were all sitting there steadily watching the battle.  In addition, there are some unfamiliar faces.  But what surprised Zhang Chaozong was that he didn't find Lu Nanyang's shadow.

    "Is Master Lu not in the sect?" Zhang Chaozong guessed.

    But soon, this matter was put aside by him, and his attention was focused on the two people fighting in the ring.?Lead over.

    ¡°Senior Brother Wei, knock him down.¡± A disciple below shouted at the top of his lungs.

    Needless to say, the monk who shouted must be the Duxiu Peak monk, otherwise, he would definitely not shout like this.

    ¡°Senior Brother Li, twist off Wei¡¯s head.¡± Another disciple shouted at the top of his lungs.

    Needless to say, this man must be in the same group as the monk surnamed Li. The words he shouted were even more cruel, and he even wanted to twist Wei Tao's head off.

    "Senior Brother Wei, kill the man named Li to bring glory to our Duxiu Peak." Someone shouted again in Duxiu Peak.

    "Senior Brother Li, kill this man named Wei to add glory to our Lotus Peak." The monks at Lotus Peak were not to be outdone.

    The little minions waving flags and shouting in the audience all seemed to be pumped, and the battle was even more intense than in the ring.  Perhaps he was squeezed too much by the Foundation Establishment Stage monks, so naturally he couldn't let go of this opportunity to scold the Foundation Establishment Stage monks.  As the saying goes, the law does not punish everyone. If everyone scolds them, the foundation-building monks in the arena will have no choice but to be scolded.

    "I messed with whoever I provoked." Wei Tao was still sulking while fighting.

    "It's hateful, it's really hateful. We must use more severe methods to discipline these monkeys in the future." Wei Tao's opponent, Li Guangzong, a monk from Lotus Peak, was even angrier than Wei Tao.

    When two people get angry, their anger will become stronger. When their anger becomes stronger, the fight will become more intense.

    "Eliminate." Wei Tao controlled the flying sword and aimed at Li Guangzong without any explanation.

    "Uh-" After Li Guangzong blocked Wei Tao's attack, he returned the opponent with a flying knife without saying a word.

    When Wei Tao saw the flying knife coming, he didn't dare to neglect. He pinched the magic formula with both hands. The runes flashed in the air, and a shining silver shield appeared in the air, blocking the flying knife.

    "I'll give you a hard blow." Wei Tao is not a character who just takes a beating without fighting back, he is prepared to use some harsh methods.

    "Die." Wei Tao threw away an oil lamp, formed a complicated hand seal with his hands, and pointed it towards the oil lamp.

    "Huh." The oil lamp was lit immediately.

    Although it was ignited, the flame was not very strong. There was only a bean-sized flame at the wick.  But this little bit of flame made Wei Tao very satisfied.  He blew into the oil lamp, and the flames drew a line of fire and burned toward Li Guangzong.

    Li Guangzong's heart trembled, and he threw a bead. The white light flashed on the bead, the wind sounded, and a black hurricane rolled towards the line of fire.

    "Boom." There was a loud noise, and the situation in the arena suddenly changed.

    A shock wave radiated, and Wei Tao and Li Guangzong each stepped back a few steps, and they were evenly matched.

    Zhang Chaozong watched the game with emotion.  I remember that when he left the sect to travel, veteran foundation-building monks like Wei Tao still made him feel quite in awe.  But now when he saw Wei Tao and Li Guangzong, he had no sense of awe at all.  Because Wei Tao's strength is far inferior to him.

    At this time, in Zhang Chaozong's eyes, Wei Tao was a bit lacking in both fighting experience and the power of his moves.  In fact, it is no wonder that Zhang Chaozong has tempered his spiritual power in the Jade Dew Spring, refined his body in the Dark Gold Mountain, and also cultivated his true body of glazed glass, so he is very powerful.  If you are powerful, your vision will naturally be high.  Besides, when hunting monsters in the sea, Zhang Chaozong had experienced countless fights, and his rich experience had surpassed that of Wei Tao.

    Wei Tao and Li Guangzong fought hundreds of moves again, but Li Guangzong was at a disadvantage.  Seeing that the situation was favorable to him, Wei Tao immediately became energetic and used his magic weapon, the oil lamp to activate the tiger, to launch violent attacks one after another.

    Speaking of which, Wei Tao¡¯s oil lamp is really good. It is a semi-spiritual magic weapon.  Even though the oil lamp is dark, it is made of the finest black star gold. The soul attracting object is made of the essence of the wind and fire beast, the peak monster of the foundation period, and is very powerful.  With this magic weapon, Wei Tao has always been a leader among the monks in the foundation-building stage. Even monks with a slightly higher level of cultivation than him often cannot take advantage of him.

    The two sides fought for a while longer, and Li Guangzong became even weaker and completely at a disadvantage.

    "Wind and Fire Divine Dragon." Seeing Li Guangzong showing weakness, Wei Tao used his trump card.

    I saw him spit out a breath of essence, which condensed in the air and did not dissipate.  Wei Tao moved his hands together, and in a moment he used his energy to draw a complicated small formation.  After he finished drawing the formation, he patted the oil lamp.  The oil lamp immediately fell into the formation, sucking the formation into it.

    "Huh." A hurricane-like fire dragon spurted out from the wick of the oil lamp, and rushed towards Li Guangzong with its teeth and claws.

    Li Guangzong couldn't help being shocked when he saw Wei Tao's attack being so powerful.  He hurriedly took out two defensive magic weapons, and then controlled the flying knife to counterattack.?

    "Boom." Li Guangzong's flying knife was suddenly swept away by the fire tornado. Then, the fire dragon slammed into Li Guangzong's two defensive magic weapons.

    Li Guangzong only felt a powerful force coming. This force was so huge that it seemed to have overwhelming power.

    "Bang." Li Guangzong only persisted for a moment before his body was pushed out and fell under the ring.

    ¡°Wow.¡± The audience under the ring shouted.
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