Zhuge Changdeng's words indeed had an effect. After Yu Zhi Qiu knocked the person off the stage, she was immediately surrounded by three or four people, none of whom were weak.
She had been using silk as her weapon, which was more than enough to deal with the people before, but after several rounds, she was running out of energy. Seeing that she was surrounded by several people, she glanced at the position on the stage, then put away her silk, looked at Mi'er, and said loudly, "Sword!"
Mi'er quickly drew her sword and threw it onto the stage.
As Yu Zhi Qiu received the sword, her demeanor suddenly changed. She was no longer as gentle and agile as before, but rather cold and sharp.
Her gaze slowly swept over the people surrounding her, as if she wanted to etch their faces deeply into her heart. The next instant, she suddenly drew her sword and attacked them.
Her swordplay was sharp and aggressive, with no hesitation. However, her opponent was no pushover either. She quickly found a strategy, surrounding Yu Zhi Qiu and targeting her weaknesses.
Luo Fan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Isn't it a bit unethical to do this?"
Zhuge Changdeng leisurely munched on sunflower seeds, and upon hearing this, gave him a reassuring look, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Qinghe has returned to normal. In her normal state, she is just bored and yawning. If Yu Zhi Qiu's appearance had stirred up a ripple in her heart before, then at this moment the sea is calm and still.
Li Jiang couldn't stand it and tried to persuade him, "At least pretend to be something you're not."
Qinghe strained to open his blurry eyes and explained, "I tried my best, but the enemy was too powerful, and I was powerless to help."
She gave a vivid and expressive performance in a weak and feeble voice, and Li Jiang completely lost hope in her.
Not hearing the familiar mockery, Qinghe glanced around and asked, "Where's Shen Xun?"
Everyone shook their heads.
At that moment, Shen Xun, whom she longed for, was leisurely drinking sour plum soup and enjoying the latest fruits in his courtyard, in a state of tranquility and elegance.
"Competitions are so boring, it's much more enjoyable to drink sweet soup and eat fruit."
He casually picked up a plum, flicked his sleeve, and suddenly a square screen appeared before him, playing a little tune. If Qinghe were present, he would be greatly surprised, because the tune was none other than the well-known legend of the White Snake in modern society.
So engrossed in the music, his eyes were squinted into slits.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, the sound of the wind stopped in my ears and gradually faded away.
A mulberry leaf drifted down, carrying wisps of spiritual energy, and instantly tore through space, piercing towards Shen Xun.
In that instant, Shen Xun suddenly opened his eyes, tapped his toes, and flipped away from his position in a flash. Mulberry leaves brushed against his clothes and pierced the tree trunk behind him.
Who goes there?
No one spoke, only the rustling of the wind.
Shen Xun narrowed his eyes and looked around.
The newcomer deliberately concealed his presence, and even Shen Xun could not detect him.
"Even murder needs a reason, why not show yourself?"
Silence remained all around, and the wind grew stronger, sending chills down one's spine.
Shen Xun stopped speaking, but instead used his hands to exert his power and release his divine sense to explore the surroundings, but unfortunately he found nothing.
His heart sank. If even he couldn't detect this person, then this person's strength must be terrifying.
Unfortunately, he was injured and not at his peak, otherwise no one could be arrogant in front of him for even a moment.
After a long while, the trees were still and the wind had ceased.
Although everything seemed the same as before, Shen Xun knew that the person was gone.
He glanced around, his gaze settling on the still trembling branches and leaves.
The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease. The fact that Tianqi Academy is hiding such a master is a blessing or a curse.
Or perhaps that person was after him.
Are you alright?
A female voice rang out; the voice was ethereal, as if it were right beside your ear, yet also far away in the distance.
A look of surprise flashed in Shen Xun's eyes as he touched the copper coin on his wrist. "You're awake?"
"Hmm, only one incense stick's worth."
Although it was a short time, Shen Xun was still very happy. "I'm fine. That person was just testing me."
"We must never be careless. I don't want you to get hurt again."
Shen Xun smiled and said, "Don't worry, there won't be a second time."
...
With a relentless sword strike and fluid, powerful strokes, Yu Zhi Qiu, wielding her weapon, routed the men surrounding her.
The audience erupted in cheers.
Once one is defeated, three more take turns going up on stage.
Mi'er watched anxiously from below the stage, and just as she was about to speak, she heard the bell ring.
The crowd looked at Zhuge Changdeng, puzzled.
Yu Zhi Qiu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. She turned her head to look and heard Zhuge Changdeng say, "It is a shameful act for several grown men to bully a weak woman."
Everyone: ?
You were the one who spoke first! Besides, she's not some weak woman. She doesn't need her eyes; please donate them to someone else, thank you!
The crowd stirred, and after a long while, Zhuge Changdeng finally spoke, "You've made it to the finals." He didn't say anything more.
Joy flashed in Yu Zhi Qiu's eyes as she sheathed her sword and stepped off the stage.
The competition lasted for three days, and ten outstanding cultivators were selected to join the Heavenly Revelation Academy.
That night, the college held a grand banquet to welcome the new students.
The banquet was grand, and although Qinghe and Qirong were not dressed in their finest attire, they attracted everyone's attention as soon as they entered the hall.
The reason is simple: this talented couple is so outstanding in both looks and temperament that it's hard to ignore them.
One of the female disciples commented, "Handsome and dashing, just my type."
"I think his temperament is too domineering and aggressive, and ordinary people can't handle him. The person next to him looks very gentle, which I prefer."
The whispered comments didn't bother the two of them, and Qinghe, as usual, found a corner to sit down.
"I'm worried about how much attention Young Master Qi attracts," she said, glancing around at the many young and beautiful girls who were staring at Qi Rong.
Qi Rong smiled and said, "Qinghe is such an outstanding girl, I am also very worried."
Qinghe blinked and whispered in Qirong's ear, "How about we disguise ourselves every time we go out in the future?"
Qi Rong agreed, "I'll listen to you."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Shen Xun entered the room at some unknown time, glanced around at the people in the hall, and a white light seemed to flash in his eyes before disappearing in a moment.
His gaze shifted, then he walked inside as if nothing had happened.
Qinghe also saw him and waved to him. Shen Xun's eyes flickered, and he took a step forward, but in the opposite direction.
Qinghe frowned as he watched Shen Xun's retreating figure.
As the host, Zhuge Changdeng had the important task of energizing the entire atmosphere.
He stood up, holding his wine glass, looking at the assembled guests, and under their expectant gazes, he managed to utter two words: "Let's drink!"
At his command, he downed the wine in one gulp, displaying remarkable elegance.
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then raised their glasses in celebration, and the atmosphere immediately became lively.
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