Inside the Zhuori Huangyu Sect, in the woods on the mountainside.

Loran Hill stood on the white marble platform, his eyes like black crystal looking at the new disciples below, but he was thinking about other things.

She was clearly a recent intern, so why was she suddenly standing here, being watched intently, searching for flaws? Even with her veil covering her, she could still feel the gazes even without looking intently, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

I should find a reason to say goodbye to Senior Sister Su Ye later. How can I help you like this?

At first she thought she was there to help with registration or provide guidance, but somehow Su Ye led her to the stage and told her to guide the new junior students.

"Why doesn't Senior Sister Su Ye go up herself?" Loran Hill asked at the time.

Su Ye placed his fingers on his chin and looked at the branches beside him. "Because I'm practicing the Dragon Sequence, fighting is purely based on strength. There's no beauty in it, it just makes people fly away."

"Xiao Jialan is different. Your moves are very sophisticated and you can easily deal with various opponents. You can also let them play to their strengths. This way, they won't feel suffocated or frustrated."

It sounded reasonable, but would this usually carefree senior sister really think so much? Loran Hill shook her head. It wasn't a big deal, though, and she didn't want to bother wondering which old fox was behind it. Just treat it as a practice session, and a glimpse into Eastern cultivation methods.

While Loran Hill was still thinking about other things, a young man had already climbed onto the stone platform and slashed down with a sword, as cold and sharp as lightning.

The white wooden sword spun lightly in Loranhill's hand, turning at a strange angle in a flash, and arrived first, heading directly towards the young man.

A faint white light flashed by, and the long knife like ice flew backwards and directly sank into the branches of the giant tree behind him. The young man lost his balance, twisted his foot, fell on the stone platform, and slid a long distance.

It hurts, it hurts——

His palm slid across the stone platform, leaving red marks from friction. Waves of pain were transmitted into his mind, making the young man grimace. But compared to the insignificant pain in his palm, he felt another kind of bone-chilling coldness and pain in his heart.

I failed. I failed the assessment.

I didn't expect that I couldn't even take one move. It was so embarrassing. I guess everyone was laughing at me.

He lowered his head and slowly got up, preparing to quietly walk off the stage and leave this shameful place.

"Han Zhen, pass." Su Ye's crisp voice passed through the peaceful woods.

Han Zhen looked back in disbelief. Could this even be considered a pass? Could it be that this senior sister saw me so pitiful that she couldn't bear it? This is so great! Senior sister is so kind to me. How can I ever repay her? Woohoo...

Although he didn't say anything, the young man's eyes were still full of emotion, as if he was suppressing thousands of words in his throat. He stared at Su Ye blankly. The single ponytail in the sun, the golden dress, the chestnut-colored hair, all of them were so beautiful.

"Hey, don't stand there like an idiot. There are people waiting behind you."

Su Ye turned around and saw Han Zhen still standing there stupidly. He felt that he had misjudged him. I thought he was a cool guy just now, but he turned out to be a fool. If I let him join the sect, my uncle would definitely scold me.

"I understand, senior sister." Han Zhen's face was embarrassed. He jumped down quickly amid the laughter of boys and girls beside him, and ran to the side without looking back, ready to escape from this place. After all, he still had to save face.

"Don't run around. You still have to register and fill out forms later." Su Ye's voice sounded in the back, causing Han Zhen to stop unconsciously. Finally, he stood facing the big tree, motionless.

"I know."

Seeing that everything was peaceful here, Su Ye shook her head and turned back. She jumped lightly onto the stage and came to Loran Hill's side.

"Hold back a little, Xiao Jialan. It's hard to grade this way. Try to let your opponent complete a move, and then defeat him if necessary."

"Okay." Loran Hill blinked. You hadn't said that before.

After Su Ye saw that Loran Hill understood, he jumped off the stone platform again and let the newcomer behind him come on stage.

"Wu Feilian."

A man wearing a Su-red headscarf walked onto the stage, holding a long, bronze Mo Dao. The sides of the Mo Dao shone like a mirror, seemingly engraved with some kind of enchantment, and were heavy and sharp.

With Han Zhen's previous experience as a lesson, the tall newcomer did not dare to be careless. He stared intently at the weak girl in front of him. The Mo Dao in his hands was tightly grasped in both hands, his arms were engorged with blood, his body was covered with scaly light, and wisps of white mist emerged from his collar.

"drink!"

The sturdy man who practiced the Dragon Sequence shouted loudly, like a lion's roar and thunder, and ran towards the girl. The heavy Mo Dao in his hand flashed and slashed at the other party.

The wooden sword used to block was directly cut off by the fierce knife light, but Loran Hill also took this opportunity to avoid the knife light and let it fall on the stone platform.

Squeak——

The bronze Mo Dao sank directly into the stone platform, leaving a long and deep scratch. Some fine stone powder also shot around, and some fell on the people watching the battle, causing slight pain.

Looking at the newcomer who had temporarily lost his weapon, Loran Hill shook his head slightly. If he could retain some strength and make more subsequent changes, he would probably be stronger.

A transparent ball of air flow formed in the girl's hand and bounced directly towards the hilt of the knife. The metal trembled, and it flew out of her hand like lightning, then exploded, sending the strong man directly out of the field.

"Wu Feilian, passed." Su Ye's voice sounded again.

In this way, many new talents gradually understood the meaning of Su Ye's initial words.

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