The Seven Clans Martial Competition is a grand event held once every sixty years for Qingyun Sect. With hundreds of people suddenly appearing on Tongtian Peak, accommodation naturally became tight.

It would be wishful thinking for the people of Dazhu Peak to live the carefree life of each having their own room on Dazhu Peak again.

Zhang Xiaochun also couldn't stand the grinding of teeth and snoring of his fellow disciples, so he simply used wood-based magic and created one for himself with a wave of his sleeves.

The night is as cool as water, as if it were autumn.

When the red silk enters the arms, there is one more sad person.

The next morning, everyone woke up.

Zhang Xiaochun felt the lingering scent at his hand and had to say, his senior sister was quite pretty, but he felt sorry for his brother, whose eyes were bloodshot when they saw each other again.

The young boy's naive love was shattered, and Zhang Xiaochun could only say sorry to his brother. Although he was very charming, he was helpless!

Xiao Hui is still the same as before, riding on Da Huang's back and having fun at Tongtian Peak, but because Da Huang has now become a Liuyun Golden Mastiff, his range of activities is a little larger.

Of course, they caused a lot of trouble. In just one morning, the news that a disciple who loved spirit pets was beaten black and blue by a monkey and a dog spread throughout the entire Tongtian Peak.

After all, Xiao Hui and Da Huang were trained by Zhang Xiaochun himself. They had taken a lot of elixirs and had greatly increased their wisdom and skills. Xiao Hui, in particular, had needles hidden in his ears, which could turn them into sticks. He was really good at using the Crazy Ape Stick Technique.

At this moment, this person was standing in front of Zhang Xiaochun and Zhang Xiaofan. He was wearing a long robe and was about twenty years old. He was holding a gold-painted fan in his hand, which seemed to have some mountains, rivers and streams painted on it.

His facial features still showed his former handsomeness, but were covered with bruises, and his robe was covered with claw marks of varying sizes, which was really hilarious. It looked like he was here to complain.

The man smiled widely and said, "Two junior brothers, let me introduce myself first. My surname is Zeng, my name is Shushu, and I am a disciple of Fenghui Peak."

Zhang Xiaochun and Zhang Xiaofan looked at each other and exchanged their names.

Zhang Xiaochun casually picked up a monkey and a dog and said with a smile, "Looking at this brother's injuries, are you here to look for Xiao Hui and Da Huang?"

"If you want to teach them a lesson, just beat them and scold them. It will all be considered as an apology to Senior Brother Zeng."

Listening to Zhang Xiaochun's words, Xiao Hui and Da Huang hung their heads in dejection.

Zeng Shushu scratched his nose with his folding fan and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay, I was just excited to see the prey and accidentally annoyed them. I came here purely to make friends, yes, to make friends!"

He said so, but his words were not convincing.

Zhang Xiaochun still had a good impression of Zeng Shushu. After all, when it came to raising pets, he, as the Taoist Master of Shangqing Yujing, taught everyone without distinction and had the most experience.

After the three of them got to know each other and had breakfast, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect came to Yunhai Square.

At this time, eight large platforms had been erected in the square. They were built with huge wood as thick as waists. They were more than ten feet apart from each other and arranged in the shape of the eight trigrams.

The leaders of Qingyun Sect had been waiting here for a long time.

Tian Buyi was very calm and didn't say much to his disciples. Instead, Su Ru said, "The competition will start soon. You must do your best. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Everyone said in unison.

When Zhang Xiaochun looked at Tian Ling'er, he saw that she seemed more beautiful than usual today, her spirits were high, and her beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

One could tell at a glance that he was in a good mood, especially his expression, which looked like a little fox who had stolen something. He blinked proudly at Zhang Xiaochun.

Zhang Xiaochun smiled bitterly at this, which made Zhang Xiaofan even more sad, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

A moment later, the Seven Clans Martial Competition officially began. Zhang Xiaochun's opponent was the man from Longshou Peak.

I saw a man holding a flaming red sword on the other side, bowing and saying, "Zhang Tong from Longshou Peak, please give me some advice!"

Zhang Xiaochun just nodded casually. He couldn't say that he had any ill feelings towards the people of Longshou Peak, but he definitely didn't have any good intentions towards them either. After all, Qi Hao had come to their Dazhu Peak before and was disgusting.

Moreover, Zhang Tong never appeared in the original novel, so he was probably an insignificant character. It was considered polite for Zhang Xiaochun, a powerful cultivator, to nod to him.

Seeing Zhang Xiaochun being so "unruly" and neither polite nor knowing his name, Zhang Tong immediately felt looked down upon. With a ball of rage rising in his heart, he said in a cold voice, "The immortal sword Red Dragon in my hand is made of Red Fire Copper. Junior brother, be careful!"

Facing these little Karamis, Zhang Xiaochun just felt bored and was too lazy to take action. He just made eye contact with Zhang Tong.

In Zhang Tong's mind, Zhang Xiaochun's figure at this moment became majestic, vast, and supreme, as if he were a god or demon from heaven and earth, and a suffocating pressure was overwhelming him.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Tong's eyes became dull right after he made the threats and before he took any action, and then he became afraid and even... incontinent!

He seemed to have seen something terrifying, and he rolled off the stage in a panic, shouting for help.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xiaochun clicked his tongue, then turned to look at the judging elder.

The elder judges and the disciples in the audience were confused by this match. The match hadn't even started yet, but the opponent ran away. They could only assume that the opponent had given up and announced:
"Zhang Xiaochun from Dazhu Peak wins!"

"Wait a minute!"

Cangsong Zhenren's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. After all, it was really embarrassing for him to see his disciple in such a shameful situation. He couldn't help but ask, "What kind of magic did you use?"

When Tian Buyi heard Cangsong slandering his disciple like this, he got angry and said, "Cangsong, your own disciple is not doing well, how can you blame my disciple?"

Cangsong Master snorted coldly: "If I'm not going to make a fuss, why is my disciple frightened into such a mad state?"

Tian Buyi said stubbornly: "What if your disciple is timid and gets scared before the battle?"

"Impossible!" Master Cangsong said flatly.

Listening to the quarrel, Zhang Xiaochun turned his head to look at Master Cangsong and said with a smile, "Magic? Uncle Master Cangsong, why don't you experience it yourself?"

"You are so bold..."

Before Master Cangsong could finish his words, he saw that Zhang Xiaochun in his eyes had already changed his appearance, turning into a towering god-devil, and along with it came all kinds of scenes that seemed like the end of the world.

The vast black thunder and the sinister sword energy.

In a trance, I was unaware of the cycle of birth and death of the world.

When Master Cangsong saw such a scene, he couldn't help but tremble, especially when he looked into the eyes of that god-like figure. An unbearable pressure pressed directly on his heart like a huge mountain.

"Now that you have seen me, why don't you kneel?"

A voice as powerful as the sky came, and Master Cangsong's eyes suddenly lost focus. His legs and feet were disobedient and he was about to kneel down. Tian Buyi, who was standing by, noticed something was wrong and immediately helped Cangsong up.

Tian Buyi looked at Zhang Xiaochun's playful expression and immediately understood something.

(End of this chapter)