Chapter 539： Shen Zheng's revenge

"Haha, yes, I just want to play at the mid-range level, not demanding."

"I understand."

Xu Tianyu left directly after listening to their conversation.

Since there will be no one here tomorrow, of course we have to wait until tomorrow.

And that old man doesn't seem to be very easy to deal with, Xu Tianyu has to go back and prepare.

Coupled with the big competition tomorrow, he thought of Qiu Tian, ​​whose strength has greatly increased. Maybe Qiu Tian can make a big noise tomorrow, which can better buy him time.

Without a word all night, Xu Tianyu only ran a few times to transport the Sacred Sun Fruit back, and spent the rest of the time lying in ambush around the cave.

And Biyan Pavilion was lively, after all, it was the day of the annual competition.

All the disciples, whether they are in retreat or going out to do tasks, will just come back at this time.

This is when they have worked hard for a year to check and accept. If their performance is brighter, they may be appreciated by the elder or the suzerain, and when they are accepted as direct disciples, they will be at the peak of their lives.

Of course Qiu Tian will not miss such a grand occasion.

Originally, Qiu Tian's strength had been greatly improved because of Xu Tianyu's teaching, and he wanted to find his master to confess good news.

But last night, his master did not come back.

This made him feel strange, but he didn't think much about hearing that he was called away by the lord.

Now he has to get good results in the Grand Competition and give himself a big surprise.

Originally, he planned to keep a low profile, but Xu Tianyu came yesterday and asked him to perform a feat that shocked the entire Biyan Pavilion.

So Qiu Tian didn't intend to hide his strength this time.

"Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Qiu Tian? I thought I saw Senior Brother's figure this year?"

"Fortunately, brother is here, otherwise I am afraid that no one will be the bottom this year."

"What do you guys say, Brother Qiu Tian, ​​but I train very hard every day, although there is no use for birds."

"Even a person like me who plays every day can defeat Senior Brother Qiu Tian. Could it be that I am a legendary genius?"

The disciples around began to mock Qiu Tian's appearance.

As the saying goes, the weak is itself a mistake.

Qiu Tian didn't pay attention to the disciples around him. In his eyes, these scumbags were not worth his saliva.

In a corner of the scene, Shen Zheng, whose entire arm was wrapped in a seed, was looking viciously at Qiu Tian.

Next to him stood a tall and handsome boy brother.

"Cousin, you must dispose of Qiu Tian for me this time, otherwise it's hard to get rid of my hatred."

Shen Qi glanced at Shen Zheng contemptuously, but thought of the family behind Shen Zheng, and did not ridicule.

"Don't worry, I will. Qiu Tian's trash is ranked first every year. It's just a trash. It's not surprising."

As Shen Qi said, he left directly, as if Shen Zheng couldn't even beat a rubbish, and it was a shame to stand with him.

Shen Zheng gritted his teeth and looked at Shen Qi's back.

"Master, the other party agreed, but the price is a bit high."

Suddenly a disciple walked up to Shen Zheng and said.

"How many."

"Chen Mu agreed to shoot, but for five thousand gold coins."

"Give him, I want Qiu Tian a hand."

"Yes, master."

Shen Zheng looked at Qiu Tian gloomily.

"Qiu Tian, ​​wait for me, you have something nice today."

Shen Zheng thought that Qiu Tian was in the ring, his hands and feet were interrupted, and his expression of helplessness made the corners of his mouth curl up.