Shen Zhao, who transmigrated into the Immortal Martial Continent, was forced by the system to humbly fawn over the Empress for nine lifetimes.
However, what he thought was true love that coul...
Su Yunying smiled and glanced at the two pretentious people before heading straight to her room.
"You thought I didn't know what you two were doing? Did you really think I'd take this long to walk such a short distance?... Fine, I won't expose you this time."
Just thinking about Shen Zhao's disheveled state as he cleaned up the mess made Su Yunying smile slightly.
"So the boss likes this too. I thought he was completely unyielding..."
...
The following day, a new round of competition was held as scheduled.
Compared to the preliminary elimination rounds of the previous two days, there were far fewer contestants today.
But it attracted countless people to come and see the outside of the imperial city.
After all, those who can stand out from tens of thousands of cultivators are the elite of the elite.
The public trial panel took to the judges' table early and began a new round of commentary.
As the time for the competition was approaching, Kong Bai cleared his throat and shouted, "The second round of the qualifying competition is about to begin. Please enter the arena in turn."
As soon as he finished speaking, two swordsmen, one in white and one in black, stepped onto the arena at the same time.
As soon as the two appeared, the three bumbling public judges sitting to Shen Zhao's right immediately began to analyze the situation.
"Could this white-clad swordsman be the renowned young talent of the South China Sea, the Master Scholar Bai Yangsheng?"
"Ah, could that black-clad swordsman be the one known as the Ghost Swordsman, Duanchou, Mo Tianyi?"
"I never expected the two of them to meet here. They are sure to put on a spectacular sword duel."
Who do you think will win?
"Who cares? It doesn't matter who wins or who loses. I only care about the process of the sword fight."
"Let's wait and see."
As they were talking, Bai Yangsheng and Mo Tianyi were already locked in battle.
The two sides exchanged sword strikes, their cultivation levels were similar, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred moves had passed, with neither able to gain the upper hand.
As the incense stick burned out, Bai Yangsheng, with an extremely narrow advantage, seized the moment when Mo Tianyi revealed a weakness and won the competition, successfully advancing to the next round.
"As expected of Bai Yangsheng, his swordsmanship is so exquisite. He is truly a sword genius that is rare in the Southern Region."
“I knew he would win; this match was exactly what I expected.”
"It seems that within the next thirty years, Bai Yangsheng's name will surely resound throughout the entire Immortal Martial Continent."
The three idiots chimed in, each offering their own opinion.
Shen Zhao was speechless. How come he didn't notice that there were these three awful people in the public trial team yesterday?
The second, third, and fourth matches then proceeded smoothly.
In the fifth match, it was finally Su Yunying's turn to take the stage.
The moment she appeared on the stage, a great deal of excitement arose around her.
"Wow, who is this girl? She's so beautiful."
"Oh no, it's the feeling of falling in love."
"Shh, shh, keep your voice down. I just remembered, this girl seemed to be performing exceptionally well yesterday. No one in the ring could withstand a single move from her before being defeated."
"Holy crap, is it that powerful?"
"Isn't that obvious? Have you ever seen a beautiful woman in the cultivation world who isn't powerful? Ancient books record that every beautiful woman who appears is at least a prodigy."
How do you know so much?
"You'll understand once you read more books."
Hearing the whispers around her, Su Yunying simply held the lone goose in her arms, closed her eyes in silence, and remained completely unaffected by the others.
Su Xuejiao, who was about to go on stage, had a solemn expression and looked at Su Yunying with resentment.
"Hmph, little sister, don't be afraid. Let this brat see your true strength."
Su Jinyi and Su Jinyun had no idea about Su Yunying's background; they only assumed that their younger sister's strength would definitely be enough to easily defeat this outsider.
Only Yin Jiao'e looked worried, having personally experienced Su Yunying's abilities.
She had thought she could easily control her daughter before, but she never imagined that it was only because Su Yunying didn't hold it against her. Thinking about it now, it all seemed like a joke.
After Su Xuejiao stepped onto the stage, the referee, Shi Guanyin, immediately announced: "In this round, Su Yunying will face Su Xuejiao. Please stay tuned."
Su Xuejiao stepped forward and spoke slowly in a voice only they could hear: "Sister, if you don't want to hurt Mother, then you should obediently give up and admit defeat."
"Because regardless of the outcome, I will join the Confucian Sage Sect. As for you, I will have my mother bring you back to the Su family mansion to enjoy the treatment you deserve. How about that? Isn't that a good deal?"
Su Yunying smiled faintly: "I am not worthy of such wealth. There is no point in saying more. You should make your move."
Su Xuejiao's expression hardened, and she quietly reached her left hand behind her back.
"Sister, you'd better watch out. Since you don't appreciate my kindness, then there's nothing I can do."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Xuejiao suddenly threw a purple throwing knife from behind her waist, which flew straight towards Su Yunying's brow with lightning speed.
This is a low-grade spiritual weapon that Kong Lian secretly gave her after she made peace with him yesterday. If anyone is stabbed even slightly by this weapon, even a Nirvana Realm cultivator will have their cultivation destroyed and be at the mercy of others.
Su Xuejiao went even further, intending to kill Su Yunying.
but……
Su Yunying simply raised her spear and swept the flying knife away just three feet before it reached her.
Bang!
With a crisp echo, the moment the flying knife landed, it directly chiseled dozens of cracks into the divine-grade granite.
Su Xuejiao frowned, and was about to throw a second slash, but Su Yunying would not give her another chance.
With a sweep of her spear, she used the Water and Wind Steps technique and instantly moved in front of Su Xuejiao.
Ah~
Su Xuejiao was caught off guard by her opponent's swift movements and had no time to react. She only came to her senses when she felt the icy chill on her neck.
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