Chapter 681: Butterfly Slave (48)
Otherwise, even if you're strong enough to fight alone, you can't defeat so many people. If you get seriously injured, your identity card will break, and if you give up your identity card, it will also break. You can't take someone's life, but apart from that, there aren't many rules. For example, if you cripple someone, that's also within the rules.
Wen Wan felt terrified of the brawl.
Having considered backing down, Gao Linyuan looked at Wen Wan and said, "If you dare to back down, you'll know what the consequences will be."
Wen Wan: "How could I back down? Master should talk to Chu Yao and Senior Brother Lin Sheng, they need it more."
The two senior brothers: "..."
Oh well, it's not the first time I've taken the blame for my junior sister anyway.
Soon, the disciples began to occupy the five arenas, and the disciples of Tianli Sect also quickly occupied the main arena. Wen Wan hid behind Chu Yao, saying, "Senior brother, you must protect me. I'm so weak."
Chu Yao: "..."
Weak. If we didn't know that our junior sister had broken through to the late stage of the Spirit King realm, while they were still only at the early stage of the Spirit King realm, we could say that even among all the new students who participated, our junior sister would definitely rank in the top three, not to mention that she had so many trump cards.
"Junior sister, please stop joking."
The first free-for-all was characterized by one word: chaos. It was extremely chaotic, with countless fights, countless people coming up and then being knocked off the stage, and those who lost naturally lost the right to continue participating in the competition.
Meanwhile, the onlookers were all cheering on their own disciples.
Gu Liuyun stared intently at a corner of the main arena, watching Wen Wan hide behind several disciples of the Tianli Sect like a cat, not fighting or arguing at all.
She sighed; this was truly something she was capable of doing.
After almost two hours, the first chaotic battle came to a complete end. Only fifty disciples remained on each of the five arenas. Most of the disciples came from the five major sects, while many disciples from other sects had also established themselves.
The first round has temporarily ended, and Wen Wan has returned to her master's side.
"I'm so tired, so tired."
Gao Linyuan: "You didn't lift a finger from beginning to end, yet you're still tired. You're just taking advantage of your senior brother's pampering."
Wen Wan: "Master, sometimes being popular is a skill."
Gao Linyuan: "..."
Wen Wan touched the bracelet on her wrist. "Senior brother, I passed the first test. Is there a reward?"
Gu Liuyun: "Come ask me for a reward after you become the top freshman."
"Then forget it, senior brother, this reward of yours is truly rare."
"Although you are quite strong, there are many disciples with similar abilities, so you should not underestimate them."
Wen Wan: "I know, Senior Brother, why are you so long-winded?"
The two chatted in a place where no one knew them. As Wen Wan talked, she even started talking about what she wanted to eat for lunch and dinner. In short, every three sentences she spoke revolved around food, drinks, or entertainment.
The second round of competition among the new students began soon after.
Two hundred and fifty disciples advanced, competing simultaneously on five arenas. Names were randomly selected, and the competition ended once someone was chosen; no one was allowed to be killed.
Furthermore, for the sake of efficiency, a match cannot exceed half an hour, meaning it must be completed within one hour, otherwise it will be a draw.
Soon, the disciples began to compete on the five arenas. Some matches ended quickly, with the disciple defeating his opponent in a single move. Other matches were evenly matched and extremely intense.
Wen Wan soon took to the stage as well, this time facing a disciple from a small sect. Wen Wan once again used her escape skills, and her opponent eventually forfeited.
After that, they fought a few more matches. Either the opponent was so tired that they gave up, or they were so exhausted that they were ambushed and knocked off the stage by Wen Wan, or they simply wore each other down and ended in a draw.
Gao Linyuan sighed as he looked at this familiar scene, covering his face. This little disciple was too embarrassing.
Elder Lotus said from the side, "Elder Lin Yuan, I told you to let her join my Lotus Peak. Look at her, she hasn't improved much since the beginning. Isn't this a waste of her talent in formations?"
Gao Linyuan's smile froze. "She's just being playful."
Soon fewer and fewer people advanced, and the situation on the field became increasingly clear. The most outstanding were naturally the geniuses of the five major sects, after all, they were disciples with exceptional talent selected from thousands of candidates. There were also many dark horses emerging from other sects, which surprised the disciples watching.
Wen Wan relied on her unparalleled escape skills to survive most of the process.
At first, some people thought she would lose, but no matter whether she encountered someone weak or strong, no one could catch up with Wen Wan. Only then did everyone take Wen Wan's abilities seriously.
As expected of a direct disciple of the Tianli Sect, he certainly has some skill.
After each battle, Wen Wan would take a Spirit Restoration Pill, since she wouldn't die from running away anyway.
The most intense second half of the match has finally arrived.
The remaining students were the top disciples from each sect and school; even Senior Brother Lin Sheng was eliminated.
This time, Wen Wan actually encountered a formation master.
The other party was clearly wary of her escape, and directly set up a level three binding formation, so Wen Wan had no way to run away.
"What other skills do you have? If you're still thinking of running away, you're doomed to lose in this binding formation."
Wen Yan: "..."
"Senior brother, let's be lenient when we can. How about we just call it a draw?"
"impossible."
The opponent immediately set up a level four attack formation. "If you can break this formation, I will admit defeat. If you can't, then you will be out of the running for the rest of the competition."
Wen Wan sighed, "Friendship first, competition second, maybe I should just admit defeat—"
Before Wen Wan could finish speaking, she received a telepathic message from her master.
"If you dare to bluff and admit defeat, you'll be confined for six months."
Wen Yan: "..."
Elder Lin Lianhua, standing to the side, watched the arena with curiosity. "I'd like to see just how far Wen Wan has progressed in her formation."
Just when everyone thought Wen Wan was about to lose, Wen Wan made a move; she was actually condensing a spiritual seal as well.
And soon, ten spiritual seals condensed.
"You're also a formation master?"
Wen Wan: "It's just a hobby, I'm not very good at it."
The next second, under the other party's shocked gaze, Wen Wan condensed twenty spirit seals, thirty, and finally sixty spirit seals, which was also a level four formation, and considered medium-level among level four formations. "Tiger Subduing Formation, please give me your guidance, senior brother."
The Tiger-Taming Formation directly withstood the opponent's formation, and then the opponent's two formations collapsed instantly.
Wen Wan won.
She suddenly realized that she could also switch to array formations, and that it would be much easier than running around the arena.
Lin Lianhua stared intently at Wen Wan, "A genius! She's practically a born array master. Elder Lin Yuan, please consider my suggestion. If she were to be taught by me, her future achievements would be limitless."
Gao Linyuan: "..."
Here we go again, trying to poach talent again. Looking at my little disciple, although I'm happy that he won, I'm furious that he won using an array. Wen Wan's array technique shocked everyone. No one expected that the opponent was a level four array master. Such a young level four array master, no wonder he is the pride of the Tianli Sect. We really underestimated him.
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