Chapter 169 Glad
On the high platform, She Zijiang looked at the audience below with some concern.
Looking at the scene on the ring at this moment, Shen Qingyi was covered in wounds.
He also agreed with Wu Yada's words that giving up at this moment might be the most beneficial thing to do.
But he did not agree with Wu Yada's words.
When monks fight, there is no chance to regret.
Before Shen Qingyi came on stage, he had reminded her that he hoped she would treat this Lingdao Sect competition as more than just a simple test.
Take every battle and every experience seriously!
She Zijiang looked at Shen Qingyi on the stage.
The girl had stood up straight, holding the huge wooden stick in her hand, her clothes stained with blood, and her figure in a disheveled state.
Shen Qingyi spat out the blood foam in his mouth and looked at Wu Yada opposite him.
"If you want me to admit defeat, defeat me!"
Wu Yada's pupils suddenly shrank and he took a deep breath.
"Why bother? A fight between you and me won't benefit either of us. Why not..."
"bring it on!"
Seeing that Shen Qingyi was not shaken at all, Wu Yada's chest heaved violently.
If she had encountered this kind of mentality in normal times, she would have admired it very much, but now that she encountered it, she couldn't appreciate it at all!
He even felt that the female cultivator in front of him was a blockhead!
If you want to blame someone, just blame their different standpoints!
Shen Qingyi stopped talking nonsense, tightly grasped the Saint Executioner, and attacked Wu Yada again.
Spiritual power surged under his feet, and countless huge waves with the meaning of water spread out from his feet and hit Wu Yada head-on.
Wu Yada's life-saving magic weapon was destroyed and he was seriously injured. His movements became slower and he struggled to avoid Shen Qingyi's attacks.
"Bang!"
At the moment when she retreated, Wu Yadan seemed to see countless people laughing at her and her master's disappointed eyes...
At the moment of falling, Wu Yada closed her eyes.
She lost!
The former prodigy has fallen.
There are too many geniuses in the world of immortal cultivation. She is just one of them, and only one of them...
The waves crashed down.
Shen Qingyi also pressed the Zhusheng in his hand to the ground, barely able to stabilize his body and prevent himself from falling.
She won!
"Shen Qing wins!"
As soon as the referee disciple finished speaking, Shen Qingyi's body couldn't help but shake.
In the stands, Gu Mingxue and his group had already finished their fight and ran over to watch Shen Qingyi's fight.
When Gu Mingxue saw Shen Qingyi like this, she felt heartbroken.
But there was a barrier blocking her way and she couldn't run in.
On the ring, Shen Qingyi took a deep breath, leaned on Zhusheng, and walked down the ring step by step.
The girl was stained with blood, yet she looked like the scorching sun.
Gu Mingxue's eyes flickered involuntarily. She felt that her delicate, soft and tender little junior sister seemed... seemed to have grown up without her noticing...
Her eyes became a little blurry, and suddenly a hand reached out from the side and gently held her hand.
Gu Mingxue looked back and saw Chu Yuliang looking at her with some heartache.
"Senior Sister."
"what?"
Your eyes are red.
She Zijiang, who was sitting on the high platform, couldn't help but stand up slowly.
Xia Xingchen waved her fan and smiled.
"That girl has changed a lot."
"Yeah, it's become a lot stronger."
Chi Yu's eyes were also full of satisfaction, after all, this was a child he had watched grow up since childhood.
Shen Qingyi finally walked down the stage step by step. The moment he returned to his seat, he immediately took a healing pill.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Gu Mingxue and the others were just
He watched from afar, protecting Shen Qingyi, and did not go forward to disturb her.
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