Chapter 27 Cooperation This seemed to be the first time she wanted to see him. …
After Instructor Wu distributed the scrolls stating the rules of the final written examination to the fifteen disciples who had advanced, he left with the other instructors.
The remaining disciples also dispersed, some heading to the dining hall or residence in groups, while others continued to discuss loudly near the trial platform.
Among them, the most people surrounded Yu Cen to comfort him.
Circles of people surrounded him, talking to each other, fearing that he would be devastated by the blow.
Yu Cen stood in the middle, feeling extremely depressed. He had been honing his skills day and night for more than three years in order to make up for the gap he had fallen behind with his classmates who were ahead of him due to lack of guidance during his youth.
After much difficulty in catching up, he still failed at the last moment.
Who wouldn’t be sad to see years of hard work go up in smoke?
But listening to his companions' sincere comfort and concern, he gradually felt warmed and comforted.
On this road, there are so many people standing with him, he is never alone.
"Yu Cen, the road ahead is still long."
I don't know who said this.
Yu Cen didn't know why, but he took these words to heart.
Yes, the road ahead is still long. Even if I am forced to leave Tianyan, it does not necessarily mean that I will not have any opportunities in the future.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt much better. It was as if a small hole was pierced in my depressed heart, and I vaguely found the direction.
He raised his head and looked towards the trial platform.
The fifteen disciples who had advanced were still there, a few of them gathered around Zhan Yao, and the rest were surrounded by more or less classmates who were congratulating and chatting with them.
There is only one person around him, with no one paying attention to him.
It was Mu Fuyun, the one who had just defeated him in the ring.
"Thank you all for your kindness, my classmates. Yu Cen is deeply grateful." He stood in the middle and clasped his fists to express his gratitude to everyone. "However, at the moment, I still have some things I don't understand, so I'll excuse myself first."
After saying that, Yu Cen carefully pushed through the crowd and walked quickly towards Mu Fuyu who was coming down from the ring and about to leave Qinglu.
"Junior Sister Mu, please stay!"
Mu Fuyun heard the sound and stopped before taking the last step.
When everyone heard the noise, they all looked towards the two of them, each of them extremely vigilant, fearing that Yu Cen would lose his mind and do something irreparable, and also afraid that Mu Fuyun would not know what was good for him and would take the opportunity to rub salt into other people's wounds.
Even Xu Lian, who was ranked twelfth, stopped inexplicably and stared at this side with an undisguised look of displeasure.
Mu Fuyun stood where he was, ignoring most people's gazes. When Yu Cen approached, he calmly clasped his fists and saluted: "Senior Brother Yu, do you have anything to say?"
Yu Cen had suffered a great blow. Seeing that although her face was a little pale, her expression was naturally calm, it was hard not to feel envy, or even jealousy.
Fortunately, he was able to endure and comfort himself. He quickly suppressed this wave of negative emotions, adjusted his facial expression, and asked, "I want to ask Junior Sister Mu a question. In the competition just now...did you expect the flaw in my move?"
Although in the eyes of most spectators, the victory or defeat of that move was due to his fatigue from fighting several games in one day, for some reason, he always had a feeling in his heart that for a long time before that move, Mu Fuyun had been deliberately leading him in a certain direction.
He was unwilling to accept this and wanted to find out whether it was because he was not skilled enough that she tricked him into revealing his flaws, or whether it was really as others said, and she was just taking advantage of his fatigue.
Mu Fuyun did not answer immediately, but just looked at him calmly, as if he was not surprised that he asked this question, nor did he feel offended by it.
"Why does Senior Brother Yu want to know this? Or rather, what kind of answer does Senior Brother Yu want to hear?"
Yu Cen was stunned. He didn't expect her to ask this question, and subconsciously began to think about it according to her words.
What kind of answer did he want to hear? Was it all a coincidence, was it luck?
In this way, perhaps he will feel better and comfort himself that it is all God's arrangement.
But what if she says it's not a coincidence?
Yu Cen was silent for a while, his eyes changed from being full of desire for truth, to experiencing several ups and downs, and finally returning to calmness.
"I only seek the truth." He looked at Mu Fuyun solemnly, "No matter what, I did lose the competition just now. There is not a single trace of falsehood."
Mu Fuyun laughed, but still didn't directly answer his original question. He just pointed to his right hand and said, "Brother Yu, if you use too much force on your right little finger, it will affect your flexibility."
Yu Cen didn't react at first, and subconsciously looked down at his right hand. When he recalled the move he used when he lost the competition, he woke up from his dream.
"turn out to be……"
He suddenly looked up and wanted to say something, but found that Mu Fuyun had turned around and left at some point. At this moment, he could only see her back on the mountain path.
The classmates who had been waiting behind and were afraid to leave for fear of something happening came over one after another and asked him about the situation.
"Yu Cen, are you okay?"
"Did Mu Fuyun say anything? Don't take it to heart."
"Yeah, we all know that this time you were just unlucky."
Yu Cen, who had been staring blankly with his head down, suddenly came to his senses after hearing this. He raised his head and said seriously, "No, if you lose, you lose. It has nothing to do with luck."
On the other side, not far away, Zhan Yao stopped and looked at Xu Lian who was standing still. He frowned and said, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you leave?"
As she spoke, she followed Xu Lian's gaze and saw that was where Yu Cen and Mu Fuyun had just been talking. Now only Yu Cen was left there.
"The final competition is in three days, why don't you hurry up and prepare well?"
Xu Lian retracted her gaze and said, "You need to prepare well. I'm sorry, I just think some people don't deserve to advance."
As he said this, he glanced solemnly at Mu Fuyun who had already walked to the front.
"Let's go now." She clenched her fists, said nothing more, and quickly left with Zhan Yao.
…
After leaving Qinglu, Mu Fuyun did not return to the thatched cottage, but went to the pond in the back mountain.
She was very happy to advance to the final showdown. Somehow, she wanted to come here and tell the senior in white the news.
It was the ice sword he left behind, and his practice with her day and night, that allowed her to narrowly win the competition.
However, when she stood by the water, she realized that she had no idea how to meet the senior.
This seemed to be the first time she wanted to see him.
It was already evening, and the vast sky above the water was dyed with rays of rosy light, like a veil, floating and covering the sky.
Perhaps it sensed her mood, but the ice sword slowly rose from the water and hung in mid-air, level with her line of sight, but it did not attack as it did in the past.
Mu Fuyun smiled and looked at it, as if he saw that senior.
"I've advanced," she said softly, taking out a bottle of lotus seed candy from her mustard seed bag and placing it where she usually kept it. "It's all thanks to the seniors."
After saying that, he clasped his fists, bowed, and saluted in the direction of the ice sword.
The ice sword didn't react at all, just hanging quietly in the air, motionless, just like that man.
But somehow, Mu Fuyun had a feeling that he must have heard what she said.
After doing this, she turned around and walked to the tree, sat cross-legged, took out the scroll that Instructor Wu had just given to the promoted disciples on the trial platform, and carefully studied the contents inside.
I had thought that since this competition was so serious and the points competition alone had consumed so much of everyone's experience, the preparations for the final competition should have been more complicated no matter what.
Unexpectedly, they chose to do the opposite.
The so-called final competition is that fifteen disciples enter the small secret realm of trial prepared by the sect together, overcome the obstacles in the secret realm, and find a magic weapon set up by the sect master. The one who gets the magic weapon first will be the winner.
It sounds simple enough.
Mu Fuyun took the scroll and recalled the plot of the original book several times in his mind, but to no avail.
In the original book, she never entered the outer sect to practice, let alone participated in the outer sect assessment, and this matter was not even mentioned.
In desperation, she had to look back at the scroll, trying to find a breakthrough from the rules introduction.
There can only be one winner, and the others must try their best to show their strength in the secret realm. In addition to swordsmanship, mutual cooperation and collaboration are also part of strength.
At this time, I guess others have already started to work together.
…
On the other side, the students who advanced from Classes A and B also gathered together to study the rules of the competition.
In addition to Mu Fuyun, eight disciples from Class A advanced to the final competition. At this moment, they were sitting by the bamboo forest discussing the situation.
"I think, how about we form an alliance when the time comes?" Zhou Su had already discussed this with Xu Lian a long time ago, and when he saw everyone was there, he took the initiative to propose it.
Several people looked at each other, and although no one answered immediately, they hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
On the way here, they had already seen the people from Class B gathered together to discuss something.
The students in Class B always regarded the students in Class A as their biggest rivals, and worked together to defeat them. If it were any other day, it would be fine, but now that it was the final competition, there was no need for them to be so reserved and refuse to cooperate with each other.
Only Xu Huaiyan hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "Then what should Junior Sister Mu do?"
Zhou Su paused, frowned, and asked, "What does it have to do with her?"
"She is also a Class A disciple and has also been promoted. It must be related to her." Xu Huaiyan said.
"So what if she advanced?" Xu Lian said coldly, "In the entire outer sect, among the elders, how many people recognize her—"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhan Yao.
"Xu Huaiyan is right. At the very least, she is still a member of Class A."
Xu Lian paused, glanced at Zhan Yao's expression, and stopped talking.
Zhou Suze hesitated and said, "Ayao, do you mean to call her over as well?"
The remaining four people looked at each other, and reluctance was visible in their eyes.
"Our goal is to reach the destination as quickly as possible. Right now, cooperation is voluntary. If you want to take her with you, I won't do it..."
"Yes, she is different from us. She is Senior Sister Mu's biological sister. It was Senior Brother Chu who personally asked for her to be admitted to Class A. With Senior Sister Mu's kindness, why would she worry about no elders being willing to accept her?"
Several people nodded.
They worked so hard just to stay in the sect, become inner disciples, and study Taoism and swordsmanship with the elders and senior brothers and sisters. However, Mu Fuyun could stay in the sect even if he did nothing. He was not the same kind of person as them at all.
After these words were spoken, even Xu Huaiyan fell silent.
He thought of Chu Ye and Song Xinghe, and couldn't help but wonder, should she be able to stay in the sect smoothly?
But no matter what, he always felt that she shouldn't be excluded like this.
Zhan Yao also expressed his disapproval silently.
Seeing the deadlock, Xu Lian thought for a moment before finally compromising, "Then let's tell her about our partnership tomorrow. On the day of the competition, if she's willing to join us, then she can. As long as she doesn't hold us back, we don't need to worry about anything else."
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