Little Master... oh, I mean Miss Mu, the chances of winning aren't very high.
In fact, besides Gu Nianxi, there were other disciples whose cultivation level was higher than Mu Qingning's. However, there were only twenty seats available, and they didn't want to compete with Mu Qingning for one, as that would offend their grandmaster, Uncle Ying, and they dared not do so.
Ying Cizhou slowly opened his mouth and said, "How about I make a bet with my wife?"
"What?" Wan Ge looked completely bewildered.
Ying Cizhou slowly said, "You think Gu Nianxi will win, but I think Mu Qingning will win. If my wife wins, she can take anything from me. But if my wife loses, she has to grant me one request."
Wan Ge didn't understand what Ying Cizhou really wanted. This bet was unfair to him because she was his sword spirit, and he could have anything she had without needing to gamble.
But since he said that, Wan Ge didn't want to upset him, so she agreed: "Okay."
Ying Cizhou smiled contentedly, ruffled her hair, and placed a kiss on the end of her hair.
Their actions did not attract the attention of others. On the one hand, Ying Cizhou's barrier, although it allowed others to see them, would reduce their presence.
On the other hand, they were paying more attention to the two people who were about to compete on stage.
only…
Wan Ge turned around again, almost unconsciously, still feeling like someone was watching them.
Ying Cizhou didn't ask what was wrong, but instead looked in the direction Wan Ge had just been looking.
…
On the dueling platform, swords flashed and shadows danced, the two figures moving so fast that they were almost invisible, while the fluctuating spiritual energy left the disciples below in awe.
They're both so amazing! Wow! Their incredible talent is truly enviable.
Gu Nianxi had been suppressing Mu Qingning the whole time. Just as Wan Ge sensed, Gu Nianxi's strength was above Mu Qingning's. However, Mu Qingning carried many treasures, and Gu Nianxi couldn't break through her defenses for a while, which is why there was a feeling that the two were deadlocked.
To everyone's surprise, Mu Qingning advanced to a higher realm halfway through the fight.
How could someone's cultivation level increase so drastically while fighting?! Everyone was completely stunned. And how long has Mu Qingning been in the sect? She already has such a level; how terrifying will she be in the future? Will she even surpass her master in the future?
Logically speaking, even if Mu Qingning has improved her cultivation level, there are still early, middle and late stages. However, if their cultivation levels are similar, it means that the gap has been narrowed. In addition, Mu Qingning's resources are really too good. Her defensive and offensive weapons are far superior to Gu Nianxi's.
During their fight, they suddenly heard the sound of a sword falling and shattering.
Wan Ge saw all of this clearly, and when she saw the sword in Gu Nianxi's hand broken in two, she felt her body stiffen.
Perhaps it was the feeling of watching a fellow human break, which made me feel a chill down my spine for a moment.
Ying Cizhou probably sensed her emotions and gently patted her back: "Don't be afraid."
Wan Ge opened her mouth but didn't say anything.
The moment Gu Nianxi saw her sword break, her face turned deathly pale: "Xian Shuang!"
Her sword was left to her by her father. Although it wasn't a very famous sword, it was made of good materials and had been with her ever since her parents died. She never expected it to break today.
In that brief moment of distraction, Mu Qingning seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack. In her haste, Gu Nianxi forgot to defend herself and was struck by a sword.
The competition was meant to be a contest, not a fight to the death of fellow disciples, so Mu Qingning didn't aim for her vitals. Although she had thought about it when she was being suppressed earlier.
But she managed to control that terrifying thought for a moment, so she only leaned slightly on her shoulder. She hadn't expected Gu Nianxi to care so much about a sword, and had even forgotten to be on guard.
"Senior Sister Gu, are you alright?"
Gu Nianxi picked up the broken sword and slowly stood up: "I have lost. I admit defeat."
After bowing, he left in full view of everyone.
…
After receiving her token to enter the secret realm, Mu Qingning went straight to Ying Cizhou, her face full of smiles, and proudly said, "Master, I won."
"Hmm." Ying Cizhou responded indifferently, without showing any joy on his face.
Seeing the other party's cold attitude, Mu Qingning's happy mood was instantly dampened.
"Where is Sister Wan Ge?" Mu Qingning was puzzled when she noticed that Wan Ge was not by his side. Wasn't she just here a moment ago?
Ying Cizhou frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure: "Don't worry so much about things that have nothing to do with you."
The tone was very cold, as if the other person was saying directly, "It's none of your business, mind your own business."
Mu Qingning smiled faintly again: "I was just asking out of curiosity. Sister Wange has been by your side the whole time, but I haven't seen her."
Mu Qingning felt as if she had returned to the feeling of first becoming Ying Cizhou's disciple, as if she had completely forgotten what had happened two years ago.
Ying Cizhou didn't care about her condition, but he did want to know where Wan Ge had gone: "Now that we have the token, let's go back and rest and make preparations."
"Yes, Master." The moment Mu Qingning turned around, her smiling face instantly turned cold.
…
When Ying Cizhou found the person, Wan Ge was in the courtyard where Gu Nianxi lived. Under Gu Nianxi's expectant gaze, Wan Ge used her power to make the Frost-Sealing Sword float directly in the air, and then used her power to repair it.
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