
The night passed and hearts changed, Zhou Fan after seeing the sun began to manifest itself directly out of the residence.
During his time in the residence, Zhou Fan did not rest at all, he continued to deepen his understanding of the formation.
At this moment, the young man was confident of being able to set up a formation the size of a battle arena. But the strength of the formation could not be said to be perfect, even still very far from perfect.
In the courtyard there was already Yin Cun, Wu Zetian along with Miao Ling. There was no Wei Guanlin, making Zhou Fan's eyes twitch slightly.
"Senior, where's Lin'er?" Zhou Fan looked at Miao Ling. That woman was Wei Guanlin's elder sister, it was impossible not to know.
But the reply issued made Zhou Fan sigh. Just shoulder force, Miao Ling did not even spit out a word.
Maybe he has some business.
Zhou Fan didn't think too much about it, he had been focused on the next match. Although not ambitious to occupy the first position, who refused if he got it.
Zhou Fan was not a hypocrite, he also wanted the first position. But the young man was more accepting of what he had achieved, his burden as if it had been lost, since the actual mission was only to obtain inner disciple tokens.
They headed towards the altar of the match in the inner disciple arena. Zhou Fan accidentally saw Wei Guanlin was already there, without waiting any longer he directly approached her.
Not yet Zhou Fan approached, Wei Guanlin stepped away. He seemed to be aware of Zhou Fan's arrival, but acted as if he did not know.
Zhou Fan who had once stopped came back closer, but again Wei Guanlin stepped up.
"What happened to him." Zhou Fan nodded in a complaining tone, he no longer followed his wife, as the fight would soon begin and the top three participants would have to gather.
Just like before, Zhou Fan climbed up the arena and stood side by side with the other two people.
Meanwhile under the arena, Wei Guanlin looked indifferently. He was still upset at the thought of the reason why Zhou Fan had not come to see him, and plus Zhou Fan did not try to explain, making the annoyance even more pervasive.
Strange, women are weird. Isn't he the one who avoids himself, why always blame a man.
Wei Guanlin took a quick glance, then turned her gaze back to the front.
"Don't be too hard, you'll regret it when she doesn't care anymore."
Wei Guanlin was still unmoved in her place, but she heard what her elder sister had said.
"Think well, I won't interfere." Miao Ling stepped away back to where Yin Cun and Wu Zetian were.
Wei Guanlin was still thinking about the words of her elder sister. Meanwhile Zhou Fan advanced first, he was going against Te Sha-a second-ranked outer disciple.
Yung Lao would wait for the loser, and directly challenge him to a fight.
Te Sha was a man in his thirties, bald hair with a monk-like outfit always being his trademark.
He did not carry a weapon, as his weapon was both hands with steel leather gloves.
Zhou Fan took out a blood sword tonight, he felt that the strength of the opponent right now really could not be underestimated. If comparing with the first rank, this Te Sha was also not inferior in terms of cultivation.
Zhou Fan might be below Te Sha, but he did not believe he would lose so easily, he would strive to win, offset every move his opponent made.
"You ready?"
Zhou Fan nodded, Te Sha did too.
Having found readiness in both participants, the referee started the fight. But the two outer disciples did not attack.
"I admire you, I'll get it all out from the start." Te Sha chalked up a movement, along with which his body shone yellowish.
Zhou Fan frowned, he looked at the opponent before him. "Aura is strong."