The short man used his agility to dodge multiple attacks from his opponent. Finally, he kicked the burly disciple, who had exhausted his spiritual energy, off the stage.
Upon seeing the result, Yang Yitian asked, "How did you predict who would win?"
Qi Zhiheng laughed and said, "They're all top-tier disciples, so they must all have some skills."
"What kind of reason is that?" Yang Yitian yawned. "They won't pick me next, will they?"
The first address to go on stage failed twice in a row and was unfortunately eliminated.
The disciple with the second card selected another disciple, but it was clearly not Yang Yitian.
Yang Yitian glanced at Qi Zhiheng and said, "I think you might be wrong. Nobody wants to fight me."
Qi Zhiheng said calmly, "Perhaps."
After Class B only completed half of the challenge, more students were selected.
By this time, many of the Class A disciples had already reached the limit of their challenge attempts.
The remaining candidates can only be selected from among the more capable individuals.
At this time, someone chose Yang Yiqian. Yang Yiqian's aptitude was poor. Although she had been cultivating frantically during this period and her cultivation level had risen by one rank, there were still many people above her.
To be honest, Yang Yiqian wasn't a particularly beautiful woman, and she didn't inspire any pity or tenderness in anyone.
Yang Yiqian stepped onto the arena after revealing a cold smile.
Before anyone could guess who would win or lose, Yang Yiqian took out a Pu Ling fan.
The crowd exclaimed in surprise, "It's a magical artifact!"
Qi Zhiheng used his soul power to isolate the surroundings: "It seems that Ji Qiuhan values Yang Yiqian quite a bit, even going so far as to prepare a magic weapon for her. I wonder what benefits Yang Yiqian has in return."
Yang Yitian said, "Maybe they are truly in love. Neither of them are good people. Birds of a feather flock together."
Qi Zhiheng glanced at him and said, "How do you know Ji Qiuhan isn't a good person?"
Yang Yitian curled his lip: "The Ji family is a prominent family in the capital, how could they not know that Yang Yiqian was originally engaged to you? How could they possibly interfere like this? What kind of good people are they?"
“I think you…” Qi Zhiheng searched for a suitable adjective.
Yang Yitian interjected, "What do you think of me? Do you think I'm making wild guesses about others?"
"No, I just wanted to compliment you." Qi Zhiheng said the second half of the sentence, "I think you've gotten smarter lately."
Yang Yitian: "..." What kind of praise is this?!
Qi Zhiheng guessed, "Perhaps your spiritual foundation has been completed, and your thinking ability has been improved."
"If you put it that way, it doesn't seem wrong. I've been learning talismans recently, and it seems to be going more smoothly than before. It's just that it's a bit frustrating that my cultivation level isn't improving."
The battle on the stage had ended by then. Yang Yiqian had won the competition, but his magic weapon was also badly damaged, almost 70% broken.
Even from a distance, you could feel the anger emanating from Yang Yiqian.
Seeing that she was unhappy made Yang Yitian happy, and he grinned. Unexpectedly, Yang Yiqian suddenly turned around and saw him smiling, so she glared at him fiercely.
Yang Yitian rolled his eyes. He had no liking for this woman.
The disciple who fought Yang Yiqian was too badly injured and has been carried away.
Next, the disciple will choose an opponent to come up on stage.
Before Yang Yitian could gloat for long, he heard a voice say, "I choose Yang Yitian."
"Huh?" Yang Yitian thought to himself, "You really shouldn't gloat. Often, after you gloat, you'll be the next one to suffer."
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