I slay demons and cook in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 263 Zhang Zhiwei's Secret
It was going to be a big fight!
After all, when the fight started, the momentum shocked even the referee.

So when it ended quickly, everyone on and off the ring was a little baffled.

"Junior Brother Zhang lost now?" Gu Yu was a little incredulous.

The fight was in full swing just now, but after Shen Qinglan's spiritual fire attacked several times in a row, Zhang Zhiwei was knocked out of the ring!
The others were also dumbfounded, this was not the true level of Junior Brother Zhang.

Someone in the crowd teased, "Oh, this is the end of the competition? Is this Shen Qinglan so strong in the backstage of Tongjianmen?"

"That's right, that Zhang Zhiwei is too cowardly. I thought it was a genius elite, but it's nothing more than that, hahahaha."

For a while, the spectators in the arena were saying that Shen Qinglan had a background and backing, and that Zhang Zhiwei lost on purpose.

They can say anything, and there are also good people who put Shen Qinglan and Yu Niansheng together.

A joke about a small sect of Jianmen, how to learn from Taiyimen.

This remark almost made a joke of both sects.

The disciples of the several factions who provoked also quarreled, and it was very lively for a while.

Shen Qinglan stepped off the ring and looked at Zhang Zhiwei's leaving back, feeling no less surprised than the others.

Zhang Zhiwei did lose on purpose.

But his surrender was more like an escape after feeling the true power of Nanming Lihuo.

"Junior Sister Shen."

Gu Yu and others came to look for her, and Shen Qinglan followed them back to Ningshenyuan.

Others don't know, but fellow students still know about Shen Qinglan and Zhang Zhiwei.

So it must be what happened during the competition, and it has nothing to do with what other people said about the background.

If there is anything to do with it, it is also a conflict between the two elders of Wuya Peak Mingyuan Taoist and Qixing Peak Deshu Taoist Lord.

If so, the two will only fight more fiercely.
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Zhang Zhiwei sat cross-legged on the couch, and did not settle down to adjust his breath.

At this moment, he was extremely confused, not knowing what was wrong with him.

He had never fought Shen Qinglan before, and he saw her using the spirit fire in the arena.

There are restrictions on the arena, and the monks outside cannot feel the violence of the mutated spirit fire.

But as an opponent today, Zhang Zhiwei discovered that the mutated spirit fire was more ferocious than he thought.

A few years ago, after Zhang Zhiwei established his foundation, he went out to practice.

Originally, I have been in a mediocre situation. Although I have gained something, it is not worth using the word opportunity.

It wasn't until he returned to the sect that he accidentally discovered the inheritance left by Senior Zhong before his fall in a cave.

The weapon Zhang Zhiwei now uses, the Changyun Sword, and several magic weapons all come from that cave.

Including the white folding fan used today, the magic weapon of ice attribute defense.

Originally thought that this magic weapon could suppress Shen Qinglan.

But after the two fought against each other, he realized that Shen Qinglan's mutated spirit fire was so violent.

And the fire frightened him like never before.

It's not that Zhang Zhiwei has never fought with monks who majored in fire spirit roots, nor has he never seen mutant fire spirit roots.

But Shen Qinglan's spiritual fire really made him afraid for no reason!
His Changyun Sword was suppressed by the mutated spirit fire and couldn't exert half of its power. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he had a few magic weapons to defend against it, and even after receiving the Changyun Sword, he could hold on.

Until Shen Qinglan's continuous mutated spiritual fire attacks, Zhang Zhiwei was hindered from even running the spiritual energy.

It was only then that he was sure that he was different from others when facing Shen Qinglan's mutated spirit fire.

This cognition made Zhang Zhiwei unable to practice at all.

It's not that he can't afford to lose, it's that he doesn't understand why he is so afraid of the mutated spirit fire.

In the end, he decided to go find Shen Qinglan!

Before Zhang Zhiwei knocked on the door, Shen Qinglan sensed the person at the door.

"Junior Sister Shen, I'm Zhang Zhiwei."

Shen Qinglan stood up, and opened the door with an air-distance spell, "Brother Zhang, please come in."

Zhang Zhiwei walked into the room, "I disturbed my junior sister's cultivation."

Shen Qinglan sat down at the table, "Brother, please sit down."

After finishing speaking, he took out the tea set and poured Zhang Zhiwei a cup of tea.

Zhang Zhiwei was a little embarrassed after sitting down. Shen Qinglan would have a big fight tomorrow, but he still couldn't hold back and ran over.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's hesitant appearance, Shen Qinglan spoke first, "What do you want me to do, brother, but it's okay to say."

"I want to see your mutated spiritual fire." Zhang Zhiwei cut to the chase.

He is introverted, but he is also a magnanimous person.

Having spent these days with Shen Qinglan, Gu Yu and others, I feel that I am in the same family, and these people are not bad.

Now that he encountered Shen Qinglan's spiritual fire, he didn't plan to inquire secretly, it would be better to ask directly face to face.

"It's not a big deal to want to see the spirit fire, but Qing Lan wants to ask senior brother why he is so interested in the spirit fire?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it and decided to show his sincerity first, "I think your spiritual fire suppresses me much better than others."

Shen Qinglan looked at him, trying to tell the truth from his face.

After a moment, she gave up.

She hadn't learned to read physiognomy in her two lifetimes, so she didn't see anything.

That's all, show him if you want to see it.

Zhang Zhiwei is not like the ghost cultivator Shangguan Ming, who may not see him again after seeing him once.

The two came out of the same school, as long as they still have Tongjianmen, Zhang Zhiwei will always have a chance to see it.

If he is so missed by him, it's better to show it openly, and it doesn't matter if Zhang Zhiwei recognizes it.

Nanming Lihuo has long been integrated with her, and no one else can come up with any ideas.

If Zhang Zhiwei doesn't know him, there is nothing to say.

For now, Zhang Zhiwei just doesn't talk much, but he is still able to deal with people on weekdays.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinglan stretched out her finger, and a red flame shot up at the fingertip, burning and swaying at the fingertip.

Zhang Zhiwei immediately sat up straight and stared at the flames in front of him.

That sense of dread began to creep through his body again.

Even Shen Qinglan noticed that his expression was wrong.

"Brother Zhang?"

"Junior Sister Shen, I guessed right, your mutated spirit fire seems to have the power to suppress me."

This kind of thing cannot be said clearly to outsiders, but Zhang Zhiwei still said it.

"Could it be that there is restraint in mind and law?"

Shen Qinglan groaned, "I've never heard of such a statement."

Zhang Zhiwei is really afraid of Nanming Lihuo more than others?
Nanming Lihuo is specialized in defeating evil spirits and ghosts!

"Brother majoring in swordsmanship?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, "Exactly."

"Senior brother, are you majoring in wood spirit roots?"

"Yes."

Shen Qinglan said, "Then I don't understand what's going on. Maybe it's really the mental restraint that the senior brother said."

She practiced the Hundred Demon Flame Heart Art, a fire attribute technique.It's never my turn to kill your wood attribute.

She guessed that there was something evil on Zhang Zhiwei's body, and he might not even know it himself.

"But I heard a senior in the Western Regions say that evil spirits and ghosts are the most afraid of fire. Senior Brother Zhang has acquired something recently, so he didn't notice it for a while."

This is the first time Zhang Zhiwei heard this kind of saying, "Evil devils and ghosts?"

"En." After Shen Qinglan finished speaking, she withdrew the red flames floating from her fingertips.

Zhang Zhiwei let out a sigh of helplessness, "This is the first time I have gone out since I returned to the sect."

Shen Qinglan nodded and did not speak again.

Whether Zhang Zhiwei has these things, she is not sure, anyway, she has said everything she can say.

"Thank you, Junior Sister, for clarifying the confusion. Junior Sister will have a crucial battle tomorrow, so I won't bother you." Zhang Zhiwei stood up and said goodbye.

Shen Qinglan didn't greet him politely either, "Brother, go slowly."

Zhang Zhiwei, who had left Shen Qinglan's hut, stood in the courtyard.

At this time, the sky began to darken, and there were two Qi refining disciples practicing swords in the corner of the yard. When they saw Zhang Zhiwei appearing, they stopped and saluted him, "Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Zhiwei let out a sigh, and watched the two of them leave the yard with their swords in their hands. They should find a quiet place to continue practicing.

He went back to his room and closed the door.

After standing in the quiet room for a while, I began to take things out of the storage bag.

There are only a few things in total, including the white folding fan, Changyun Sword, and defensive magic weapons.

Since leaving the cave, Zhang Zhiwei returned to the sect immediately.

He studied and practiced new sword techniques diligently in the gate, but he never stepped out of the mountain gate.

His hand caressed the things on the table one by one.

He has used several defensive weapons and the Changyun Sword many times, but this is the first time he has used the white folding fan in front of people.

Could it be it?

Rubbing the fan in his hand, he glanced at the Changyun Sword on the far side out of the corner of his eye.

He always felt that this sword was a bit strange.

Everyone said he was strong, but Zhang Zhiwei felt that it wasn't him who was strong, but this sword!
This kind of strength is not the strength of the so-called magic weapon. Sometimes it makes him feel that although the sword belongs to him, it doesn't seem to belong to him!
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Today is the last day of the Eastern Region Competition.

It was also the day when the top of the list of talents was settled.

The first match was Zhang Zhiwei vs. Chen Sanjie.

Zhang Zhiwei still kept his usual sullen face, and Chen Sanjie still lamented the injustice of heaven.

He even suspected that the two Wan Jianzong disciples lost to him on purpose.

After being beaten by three people in turn, Chen Sanjie returned to the beginning, and was rubbed on the ground by Zhang Zhiwei of Tongjianmen again!

I don't know if Zhang Zhiwei lost the game yesterday, and he is not in a good mood.

This time the attack on Chen Sanjie was more ruthless than before.

This time, there was no need to be kicked out of the ring. The stunned Chen Sanjie didn't dare to give himself a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately called out to admit defeat.

The speed of admitting defeat is the fastest in all previous Eastern Region competitions!

It was precisely because of this that yesterday those people who claimed that Zhang Zhiwei had deliberately lost to Shen Qinglan started whispering again, among them were two disciples from Suxin Palace.

Gu Yu was furious when he heard that, and wanted to bring out the two trash men in Suxin Palace and beat them to death.

Zhou Minzhi held her back, "Why are you angry? No one in the two rankings, why don't you allow them to have a good time?"

Gu Yu listened to Dale, "You're right, if we can send people to the final competition for the top spot in Taiyimen and Wanjianzong's eyelid disciples, our work is not in vain."

The two disciples of Suxin Palace almost choked to death.

It is normal for the disciples of various factions to gossip under the ring, and there are no sects who really care about it.

The competition in the arena is fighting skills, but the competition in the arena is bickering.

If you can't be beaten to death, you will be mad at you!
(End of this chapter)