In the second round, Ning Wan lost as expected.
Since the opponent in each round was decided by drawing lots, Ning Wan was lucky enough to draw Yang Huaimin, who ended the duel with one move in the first round.
She used the same trick again, first casting a defensive talisman, and then adding the formation talisman given by Chen Jinggu. She originally wanted to delay time, but she didn't expect that the other party would also throw out a talisman.
Driven by spiritual power, a thick smoke rose in front of Ning Wan's eyes. When the smoke dissipated a little, Yang Huaiwen's sword was already placed on her neck.
"Senior Sister Ning, admit it."
Yang Huaiwen looked at the defenseless girl in front of him with an extremely serious tone, but without any sympathy for her.
His neither arrogant nor humble attitude made it impossible for the people below the stage to say anything to criticize him.
The winner was decided, but Ning Wan only felt her calves go weak.
She suddenly realized a serious problem. The third level of Qi Refining was really weak. It was so weak that she didn't react until the man in front of her put the sword to her neck. Even the whole process only took about two minutes.
"Oh my god, what just happened? Senior Sister Ning lost just like that? Did I see it right?"
"Senior Sister Ning doesn't even have the ability to fight back?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Yang Huaimin is at the Foundation Establishment stage after all. If he lost to Senior Sister Ning, there's only one answer: there's something fishy going on."
Yin An took the spirit stones. Since he took the spirit stones from others, he naturally had to do things for the other party. Otherwise, it would affect his credibility. No one would trust him anymore, and no one would ask him to do things for them.
Yang Huaimin put away the magic sword in his hand, looked at Ning Wan who didn't move, and an extremely unnatural smile appeared on his stiff face.
Senior Sister Ning is the daughter of the headmaster after all. He doesn't give her face like this. With her spoiled personality, she will probably be angry.
Yang Huaimin was prepared to bear Ning Wan's wrath, but he didn't expect Ning Wan to just look him up and down, then reveal an extremely relieved smile.
"You're welcome. I'm very happy that Tianyan Sect has a talent like you."
Ning Wan didn't realize there was any ambiguity in her words and praised sincerely.
Yang Huaimin was stunned, but a warm feeling flowed through his heart. He completely ignored the fact that this was just a recognition from the third level of Qi Refining.
After saying this, Ning Wan turned her head and walked off the stage, thinking to herself: Really, it’s better not to smile so easily if you have facial paralysis. If she didn’t know that this person had no ill intentions towards her, she would have thought he was threatening her.
Yang Huaimin stared at Ning Wan's back with a burning gaze, his hands tightening again and again, and he secretly made up his mind that on the road to becoming an immortal, Senior Sister Ning was the second person he wanted to protect with all his might.
In his opinion, Ning Wan was too weak. If no one protected her, she would probably die early.
The martial arts test did not end until two hours later.
Ning Wan ranked fourth again. Although she was last in the ranking, at least she didn't have to be put in solitary confinement.
She was not interested in the ranking, but she vaguely knew that the first place in this martial arts test was Yang Huaimin, the second place was Yi Fang, and the third place was Tang Han.
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Qixing Pavilion.
Ning Wan returned to his mountain again and saw an uninvited guest.
"Brother Shen?"
Chen Jinggu changed into a dark black outfit with a hint of gold thread embroidered around the waist and some unknown patterns embroidered with silver thread on the hem and cuffs, which made the material look more noble.
His black hair was tied up high, and a white jade hairpin gave him a cooler look.
Ning Wan stopped just as she was about to enter the house. Although she knew her final outcome, she was still impressed by what she saw at that moment.
She finally understood why she was so stubborn in wanting this man to be her fiancé in the original plot.
Just for this face, this figure, and this strength, even if she can't be his wife in the true sense, even if she is just his fiancée in name, it is enough to make some people envious.
But this is her boudoir. Has he been looking for her too often these days?
Chen Jinggu stood up from the desk and looked at Ning Wan, who was standing at the door, not daring to come in. He said coldly, "It seems you are very satisfied with your results this time?"
The desk was spotless, and there wasn't a single book on cultivation to be found on the rows of shelves. However, there were surprisingly many notes written by Shanxia, some of which were underlined, with key points marked, and even analyzed.
She threw away all his books. Learning more was like poison to her. She could never stop reading these things.
If I put this energy into cultivation...
Thinking of this, Shen Jinggu frowned.
Every other day, she heard others talking about Ning Wan's admiration for her, but she didn't see her making any progress and catching up with him.
Is it possible that he really intends to pass away after a hundred years, using the title of fiancée?
Ning Wan watched as Chen Jinggu's expression changed again and again, like the ink-stained water, getting darker and darker, as if he was going to deal with her.
She was wrong and just said something to him, but he got so angry that he even waited for her in her room.
Ning Wan even suspected that Shen Jinggu helped her today simply because he wanted to do it himself, not because he didn't want her to get hurt.
"Xiao Qi, is Shen Jinggu being coerced again?"
[No, the male protagonist came here on his own, and he's been here for a long time, and has been looking through the host's notes.]
Ning Wan's eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at Chen Jinggu as if she saw her rare confidant:
Hmm? Could it be that the male protagonist, Chen Jinggu, also enjoys this kind of ambiance? He also enjoys watching overbearing princes forcing love, delicate wives vowing to run away with the baby, body doubles and white moonlight, the crematorium of chasing wives, and the daily slapping of cannon fodder?
Xiao Qi: ...This is really a perfect misunderstanding. The male protagonist was just wondering what was so good about the letter that could make the host so obsessed with it that he even put aside his cultivation.
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