Zhang Li Xiaohu in the crowd let out a wail. He was even more sad than the one who lost the competition, because he had to lose a bet equivalent to five million mysterious coins, and he was about to go crazy.

"Don't forget to pay off the debt, I have to give it to me tomorrow." Xiong Feixiu sneered.

The Xiong family and the Zhang Li family have a bad relationship. They can get the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Xiong Feixiu doesn't mind stepping on Zhang Li Xiaohu.

"Luckily I didn't bet much." Du Ni said in fear after losing the bet.

Wu Shenshen won the most and got three million mysterious coins at once, but he still looked at Zhou Fan in the field with a cold face.

He is even stronger. Even if I enter the Dao Realm like a rank, I can't beat him. He won easily, but he used the Qi Gang section method. Other powerful means were useless. I originally wanted to challenge him again when I entered the Dao Realm. Now it seems that there is no need for this... Wrink deeply thought silently.

Hou Shisanjian also had a serious face. He said to himself: "How can Brother Zhou use so many sword auras? He said it is a kind of sword aura, which is really a terrible strength. The gap between me and Brother Zhou is getting bigger and bigger. Is it really because I am lazy? Should I try to practice eleven hours a day?"

Wen Xiao frowned slightly, and he had to find a way to improve his realm as soon as possible.

Zhou Fan put his knife back into the sheath, and he looked at the standing person and asked, "Is it really okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for your mercy." The party shook his head and opened his eyes and said calmly: "The powerful martial arts and abilities of Zhou's past were rarely used in this competition. Are you using the little monk's tricks?"

Yes, Zhou Fan answered silently in his heart. He smiled and said tactfully: "Search is to confirm what he has learned. Recently, he just entered the Qi Gang section and thought about using the Qi Gang section more. But the Qi Gang Qi is the strongest method for a warrior. If I hadn't refined the Qi Gang Qi, I might not have won you."

A line was silent and didn't say anything again.

The competition has already achieved results, and it is impossible for everyone to stay outside the wilderness anymore, but to walk towards the academy.

Zhang Li Xiaohu was frowning, but he did not accuse Yixing because he knew Yixing had tried his best, but he just blamed himself for being too stupid to make this bet, otherwise he would not have lost so much.

People from Class A are either alone or communicate with others.

Zhou Fan and Li Chongniang walked at the end of the crowd. Li Chongniang just said that she had something to tell him, so Ye Lai Tianxiang and Xiong Feixiu did not get close to them.

Zhou Fan was a little nervous. He didn't know what the insect girl was going to say to him.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry." Li Chongniang said softly, her eyes as soft as a winter lake looked at Zhou Fan.

"I'm sorry?" Zhou Fan asked slightly stunned.

"I shouldn't have kept hiding that from Brother Zhou." Li Chongniang explained softly.

"I don't think the mother-in-law did anything wrong." Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "Brother Li made it clear to me yesterday. I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"I can't blame Brother Zhou, it's because I and Jiuyue's thoughts are too ridiculous." Li Chongniang blushed on her face: "But my feelings for Brother Zhou are real."

After Li Chongniang finished speaking, she quickly walked forward to Ye Lai Tianxiang, Xiong Feixiu gathered together to talk, and stopped looking at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan's heartbeat was a little faster than usual, but after he calmed down, he felt a little sad. Even if his intention was true, you wouldn't be with me. What's the use of this?

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou." Hou Shisanjian called Zhou Fan twice.

Zhou Fan came to his senses only then. He looked at Hou Shisanjian and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Zhou, do you really practice eleven hours a day?" Hou Shisanjian asked with some resentment: "Don't say it's fake, I just want to know how you did it? I hope Brother Zhou can teach me."

You don't believe it if I say fake. Zhou Fan is helpless. He was worried about emotional problems. Now, Hou Shisanjian comes to him and insists on getting involved in this old problem. Zhou Fan said impatiently: "There is no skill, it's just hard work."

"But will there be no physical problems with this hard work?" Hou Shisanjian said with a bitter face: "I am lazy, but I have been learning from you for a while before, and I am in a state of depressed state and walking around, but I gave up later."

"How come there is no impact?" Zhou Fan snorted: "Look, I have no hair anymore, but I often stay up late and lose all my hair."

Hou Shisanjian sighed after a silence: "It turns out that Brother Zhou's baldness is the reason, but this side effect is not bad, it is not like me..."

Zhou Fan's face turned dark, and he was too lazy to pay attention to Hou Shisanjian anymore.

Hou Shisanjian was struggling whether to stay up late until a long time later, when Hou Shisanjian, who became a strong man, talked to Zhou Fan, he would look respectful and said, "Brother Zhou is more talented than me and harder than me. He practiced eleven hours a day and his hair was exhausted. This is all for becoming stronger. Where are you?"

Back at the academy, everyone in the Class A dispersed again and went to work on their own affairs.

The strength shown by Zhou Fan made many people in Class A feel pressured. They are all geniuses of the younger generation, but they don’t want to make too big a gap with Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan returned to the library and continued to read and study.

The group left the academy. As a disciple of Baixiang Temple, he was admitted to the academy's A-character class just for the resources of the academy's A-character class. He did not have much interest in the academy's martial arts classics.

When he returned to the room where Baixiang Temple lived, he was slightly injured because of the unmoved Mingwang, but he became silent when he remembered today's battle.

He originally thought that he was ready after entering the Dao Realm, but he still lost in the end, and he lost a lot of money. His opponent obviously had a lot of spare energy, which made him even more silent.

The gap not only did not narrow, but became farther and farther...

"Amitabha." A voice sounded beside Yi Shi.

A party woke up and looked beside him, and then he realized that his master Yuanhai had arrived at some point.

"Master, how long have you been here?" Yi Shang asked calmly.

"I will be here as long as you think about it. Do you know how long you have thought about it?" Yuanhai asked in a sigh.

The line was silent. He looked at the dim sky outside and knew that he had been sitting for a long time.

Yuanhai knew that the first thing his party did was to challenge Zhou Fan, but now he didn't need to ask him, he, the disciple who made him most proud, lost again.

"After a journey, victory is happy, defeat is also happy. In fact, victory is not as important as you think. Even before the Buddha achieved the great way, how many times did he lose in his life?" Yuanhai said slowly again.

"According to the Buddhist scriptures, the Buddha lost more than 3,000 times in his life, and suffered all his hardships before he achieved the great way." His squad looked at Yuanhai and said seriously: "But Master, the Buddha can see hope."

"I can't see any hope of victory in that man."
Chapter completed!