Chapter 171 (2/2)

The female disciple suddenly looked dull, isn't it too direct? Don't wait for Mr. Yun to speak?

Yunlao was also stunned, and then said with a bitter smile: ”next, please come second, and garrian came to the stage to receive the reward.”

At the same time, old Yun glared at Lan Yu mercilessly. Cao, you don't give me face!

Soon, the top ten disciples received the rewards and returned to their places. Old Yun said some words to encourage the disciples, and then gave the host's position to master Liuyun.

Master Liuyun's face was very ugly. It was as if Lan Yu took the first place and was beating his face. He came to the stage and said gloomily, ”what should be said has been said by old Yun. I hope everyone will work hard in the future and try to show their feet at a sect meeting! If anyone wants to challenge the top ten disciples of the heavenly star list, please stand up!”

With that, master Liuyun pressed the switch on a column on one side. There was a burst of wind and snow on the South war platform, and then the sound of rumbling sounded. The four war platforms of green dragon, white tiger, rosefinch and Xuanwu began to move at the same time, splicing into a complete huge war platform.

Among the flying snowflakes, a figure stepped onto the battle platform. The spiritual power emitted by him automatically excluded the snowflakes within three feet of his body, forming a circle. The faint white light radiated around, and then a cold voice spit out: ”I challenge Lanyu on Sunday, regardless of life and death!”

”What? The battle of life and death? Didn't that break the rules of the sect meeting?”

”What's so strange? Did you forget what happened in front of the grove that day? Elder martial brother Zhou is a man who must take revenge. How can he let Lan Yu go? The sect meeting is the time to beat Lan Yu's face hard.”

”Wocao NIMA, I think it's great to break through the eightfold martial arts division? Look at how our sect leader treats him!”

Many old disciples had a joking look on their faces. They were all present when Lan Yu fought with Zhou Tian that day. At that time, they thought Lan Yu was looking for death, and now they are! The disciples of Yumen were angry with those old disciples.

”Fight for life and death? No!” old Yun frowned and said secretly that Zhou Tianping looked stable and friendly. Why is it unusual today to fight for life and death with Lan Yu? It is not auspicious to lose one's life in such an extremely important event as the zongmen assembly.

”I think so.” at this time, Kong Zhuozhu said calmly. Just last night, Kong fanchen told him that Zhou Tian had achieved success in cultivating Zhou family's secret arts. He wanted Lan Yu to die. Wouldn't it be better to borrow Zhou Tian's hand?

”I also think we can call them a war.” Xiong batian echoed.

Yun Laoqi's face was dripping with water and said gloomily, ”do you two know what day today is?”

”Martial uncle, please calm down. It's time to change some old rules! Sometimes, competition can give disciples the motivation to make continuous progress.” master Liuyun doesn't mind. His eyes are tightly locked on Lan Yu. Boy, don't you challenge?

On the stage, Zhou Tian put his hands on his chest, looked at Lan Yu indifferently and said, ”why? You don't dare to fight? You're afraid of losing your life?”

In Lan Yu's eyes, two sharp lights burst out suddenly. With a smile, he stepped towards the battle platform and said, ”Zhou Tian, you are just a mole ant in my eyes. How can the stars compete with the bright moon? I just hope that after you are killed by me, the Zhou family behind you will keep some face and don't come to trouble me.”

Hearing Lan Yu's sharp sarcastic words, Zhou Tian flashed a touch of extreme hostility on his face and said darkly, ”let you show off your tongue for a while!”

”Lan Yu, be more careful!” under the stage, Huangfu Xuerou and Lin qiaoyin began to worry about Lan Yu. After all, Zhou Tian is the tenth powerful existence on the sky star list.

A sneer came from the corner of Lanyu's mouth. The fierce sound of knife singing stirred up. The snowflakes danced with them, showing a spiral shape and spreading around. The knife Qi was raging on the battle platform, and the vigorous wind rushed to the sky.

Zhou Tian let his hair and clothes be blown behind him by the strong wind. He was unmoved. Sen Leng's eyes slowly moved away from Lan Yu and looked at a place in the distance: ”it's time to come!”