As the most mainstream sword practice among the seven major cultivation paths, the sword competition scene is more lively than the previous six days. And because there are the most contestants and the competition lasts the longest, the draw time for the sword competition is also the earliest.
The late autumn sun had not yet fully risen, but a full one hundred sword cultivators from the three sects and seven schools had already lined up in groups and in an orderly manner near the drawing area, waiting for the grouping results.
Su Youzhi looked at the ten sword cultivators from Jixue who were waiting for the draw in front of him with great energy. Among them was Chu Qiurong, who was at the Nascent Soul stage. It was impossible for him not to be panicked.
The poisoning failed, but Lin Qingqing herself, as Yuqing's contestant, had not yet appeared. It was not difficult for Su Youzhi to realize that he might have made a bad move.
"You don't look well, what's wrong?"
A steady male voice came from beside him. Su Youzhi turned his head to look and saw that the person coming was Luo Qinghe, the genius swordsman who led Yuqing to fight this time.
Gently shaking his head, Su Youzhi replied obediently, "Nothing, I'm just worried that Senior Sister Lin hasn't arrived yet, and I wonder if something has happened."
Luo Qinghe's handsome brows furrowed slightly when he heard this. "That's true. People from other sects are almost all here now. If we're any later, we might miss the draw."
"What could possibly happen?"
A male cultivator walked out of Yuqing's team in a nonchalant manner and said, "I told you when we were looking for candidates that Lin Qingqing is not on the same page with us and cannot be trusted."
"It was only because of your kindness, Junior Sister Youzhi, that you tricked her into going with your sweet words that Master Yuzhe reluctantly gave her a spot in the swordsmanship competition. From what I can see, she backed out because of the snow."
"I misjudged the right person. I'm sorry, Senior Brother Sheng."
Su Youzhi lowered his head slightly, with some self-blame flashing in his eyes. His tearful look immediately subdued Sheng Yiming.
He explained hurriedly: "I'm not talking about you, Junior Sister Youzhi..."
"Yiming."
Luo Qinghe glanced away, and when Sheng Yiming shut up, he turned back to Su Youzhi and said, "Whether she comes or not today, the result will be the same. You don't have to be so hard on yourself."
"Yeah, Youzhi understands."
Su Youzhi smiled sweetly, and Luo Qinghe looked at her, with a hint of tenderness on his indifferent expression.
"Especially her own clan."
When he spoke again, he looked coldly at the people in the snow, "I will let them know what it means to be the number one sect in the world."
No way, is this a provocation?
Luo Qinghe is a handsome guy who stands out in the crowd. Tu Nian looked over following the voice and immediately determined that this was the affectionate second male lead in the original novel who fought desperately for Su Youzhi.
"Did you hear what they said?"
After confirming the identity of this person, Tu Nian leaned over and nudged Chu Qiurong's arm, teasingly saying, "I'm implying something about you, not you."
Chu Qiurong understood what she meant and smiled, "To show off in front of others and cry behind their backs, that's what all idiots are like."
Their strength was still uncertain, but when it came to verbal combat, Luo Qinghe was completely outmatched by these two. His face darkened at the provocation, but he couldn't react due to his image. Fortunately, Sheng Yiming was there to take the lead, so he stood up and walked out with his eyes wide open, no need for any encouragement.
"Who are you calling a straw bag?"
Tu Nian glanced at him and said lightly, "Don't try to trick me. Even if it's a straw bag, it's only worthy of your senior brother. Someone like you is nothing more than a cattail bag."
"Tu Nian, do you still have any shame?"
Sheng Yiming was a man of few words and a quick temper. He opened his mouth and said, "Your parents are both dead, and it was Yuqing who took you in, fed you, and clothed you. And yet you turned around and defected to the enemy, and now you're biting us, Yuqing. You're a real ungrateful person."
After listening to his scolding while playing with her nails, Tu Nian blew on her fingertips and winked at him, "Woof woof woof?"
"puff."
Whether it was the contestants from Jixue or Yuqing, those with a low sense of humor all laughed out loud.
Sheng Yiming didn't react at first. Seeing that everyone seemed to be laughing at him and hearing their discussions, he finally realized the problem. His face flushed and he pointed at Tu Nian, "How dare you call me a dog!"
"Hey," Tu Nian made two sucking sounds and said, "I told you not to touch porcelain, didn't you listen? Can you compare yourself to a dog?"
Everyone laughed again.
There is nothing wrong with saying that humans cannot be compared to dogs, but why does this statement sound so awkward?
"Asshole!"
Sheng Yiming was filled with shame and indignation, and drew out his sword in anger. His sword intent soared into the sky, as if he was at the peak of the Golden Core realm.
Taking a step forward and blocking Tu Nian behind her, Chu Qiurong was about to draw her sword in response, but Tu Nian stopped her. She chuckled softly and stepped forward despite the pressure from the other party. She looked into his eyes without fear and asked, "Why, you want to fight?"
Sheng Yiming laughed angrily, "Do you think I don't dare?"
"Yiming." Luo Qinghe called out.
"Brother, don't worry about it..."
"Yiming!"
This voice was full of majesty. Even someone as flamboyant as Sheng Yiming didn't dare to act recklessly in the face of Luo Qinghe's serious attitude. He could only reluctantly withdraw and retreat to the center of the team. Luo Qinghe looked at Chu Qiurong expressionlessly.
"Who is stronger and who is weaker will be revealed in the competition. Just give your best." After saying this, he called to the disciples behind him, "Yuqing sect, prepare to draw lots."
The clash between the two sides came and went quickly. Luo Qinghe gave the order, and the Yuqing disciples followed one by one. Su Youzhi fell behind the team. When he brushed past Tu Nian, he said in a deep voice, "Don't think I don't know that Lin Qingqing is in your hands. This also violates the rules of the competition."
Tu Nian remained calm and said, "Brother Su, if you say something like this, you must have evidence."
Su Youzhi bit his teeth lightly, "You'd better pray that I'm not picked in the sword competition."
Tu Nian laughed, "If you want to be beaten, just pick out anyone from Jixue. There's no need to be partial to me."
After a while, the draw results were announced.
"I'm not saying this, but there's no need for everyone to be so tacit about this kind of thing."
Holding the signature number in his hand, Tu Nian looked at Su Youzhi with speechless eyes.
Even Su Youzhi blushed and said, "This has nothing to do with me!"
The genuine shyness revealed in that moment even made Tu Nian feel that if this girl's setting was not so bad, she would indeed be a cute and kind heroine.
Chu Qiurong versus Luo Qinghe, and she versus Su Youzhi, could be considered a fateful duel, at least that's what the former couple thought. However, when it came to Tu Nian...
"Tu Nian, what do you mean?!"
"Contestant, please take this competition seriously! Otherwise, I will judge you for contempt of your opponent!"
Su Youzhi's embarrassment and the referee's confusion were matched by Tu Nian's overly calm response.
Lifting Bo Qiu onto his shoulder, Tu Nian said sincerely, "I'm serious. If you can't win, just run away. Doesn't the competition rules say that's not allowed?"
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