The competition arena.
Song Tingwan arrived hastily, still wearing her graduation gown, a dot of vermilion between her brows, her skirt swaying like a flower.
"Wan'er, you're finally here! They're both so engrossed in their fight that they won't listen to us no matter how much we call them." Qin Xi lifted her skirt and ran over, immediately complaining with a wronged expression.
She didn't lower her voice, and the people on both sides of the stage were alert, skillfully dodging the swords coming at them while taking the opportunity to look in Song Tingwan's direction.
The disciples who came to watch every day noticed and looked over as well.
What kind of person is this, causing two people who have been practicing intensely for days to lose focus?
Looking over there at first glance.
Wow, it's so beautiful.
"It's Junior Sister Song from the outer sect. I think today's sparring should end here." Someone with some experience reminded everyone that it was time to pack up and go back.
"Who is it? I'm in line waiting to have a match with my junior sister."
In order to ask the senior brother who had just returned from the Sword Competition, he grabbed the person and frowned, wanting to ask the female cultivator what her identity was and why the junior sister of Sword Peak wanted to leave as soon as she arrived.
All the other masters have fought with the junior sister. If he doesn't fight her, won't he be laughed at by others?
Nowadays, everyone in the Sword Inquiry Sect is saying that Junior Sister only challenges experts. If he doesn't fight, wouldn't he be no longer among the experts?
"No, no, Junior Sister has to fight me today!" The prideful senior brother shouted, rushing straight to Song Tingwan.
He looked down at Song Tingwan's graduation gown and said, "Junior sister, I don't know why you're leaving as soon as you arrive, but I'm telling you now, I'm going to fight you!"
With an imposing manner and a long sword gripped tightly, and being quite tall, Song Tingwan appeared to be a pitiful little bullied.
Before she could even comfort Qin Xi, someone else rushed up to her.
Judging by her imposing manner, anyone who didn't know better would think she was about to issue a challenge.
Song Tingwan said helplessly, "You can talk to Ayao about it. I won't interfere with her decision."
After saying that, she glanced at her sister on the stage, whose face was tense as she dealt with the fierce sword moves, and gently tugged at Qin Xi's sleeve.
"Look, aren't A Yao and A Ji exceptionally spirited on the competition stage?"
It is the spirit of youth, the unbridled arrogance of youth.
They enjoy indulging their fighting spirit and relish the process of that passionate battle.
The two, usually taciturn, became focused and excited during the battle, their eyes shining like stars.
It looks like it's glowing.
Qin Xi hesitated and followed her gaze. Even though their clothes were torn by the opponent's sword intent and they were hit hard on the ground, they stood up again and again with determination, wiped the blood from the corners of their lips, and were excited to go again as if they didn't care about their lives.
"These senior brothers and sisters may seem to hit hard, but in reality they only cause superficial injuries."
Ultimately, it was just a sparring match within the sect, and most people were careful with their moves.
On stage, Song Siyao was knocked down three times before he finally managed to find a weakness in his senior brother.
He flicked his wrist, dodged the attack, and then held the sword to his senior brother's neck with his other hand.
The girl was panting heavily, her high ponytail swaying behind her, but her sword intent remained firm, and she smiled at her senior brother.
"Senior brother, it's my turn to win today."
After sparring for five days, and being beaten by him every time, I finally got my revenge today.
He was unrestrained and carefree, yet he smiled openly when he put down his sword.
"Senior brother suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of Nascent Soul, so I benefited from it."
The senior brother laughed and sheathed his sword, not caring much.
"Junior Sister is getting stronger and stronger. Although I've suppressed my cultivation, my experience of facing life and death over the years is still there. All things considered, Junior Sister is still more powerful—"
There aren't many disciples in the sect who have reached the Nascent Soul stage.
However, it is rare to see a Nascent Soul cultivator at the age of eighteen, which is why all the disciples are willing to spar with her one by one.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the sect leader's three disciples will uphold the prestige of the Sword Inquiry Sect.
The eldest brother, Yun Qian, is the most steady and often acts on behalf of the sect leader. He will undoubtedly stay behind to guard the sect. The second brother is still out searching for traces of the dragon clan. He is an unruly and bad-tempered person.
As for the junior sister, although she is taciturn, she is exceptionally talented and skilled in fighting beyond her realm. She will be the proudest disciple representative of the Sword Inquiry Sect in the future.
Therefore, it seems that from now on, all the disciples will take Junior Sister Si Yao as their leader.
Those of them at the Nascent Soul stage will likely end up by Junior Sister Si Yao's side.
"You flatter me, senior brother."
The two stepped off the stage amidst laughter and conversation. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Song Siyao sheathed Li Guang's sword and headed straight for his elder sister.
"Did you finish your exams, sister?"
When people feel guilty, they tend to talk a lot. In Song Siyao's case, this manifested as her being the first to speak.
Although her older sister had long since stopped stopping her from fighting, she still felt a little guilty seeing her fight so fiercely.
Song Tingwan smiled gently, her fingertips condensing a small amount of spiritual energy, which dissolved into a healing pill, gently healing the external injuries on her body.
Two years of instruction at the Sword Inquiry Sect have given her some new insights.
I'm just a little unsure of which direction to take.
Wan Qiji, panting heavily, dragged his large sword over, his graduation gown tattered.
"I…"
She smiled and looked over, dissolving the remaining half of the pill. The spiritual energy flowed through his wounds, instantly healing them.
"How many days has it been? If there are any serious injuries, you must tell me. You can't just stand by and watch."
She looked gently at the two people nodding obediently in front of her and smiled silently.
What can I do when I have two kids who love to fight? I have no choice but to make more pills for them to keep on hand.
Qin Xi and Baili Xijiang stood by with their arms crossed, watching the scene with a sense of déjà vu.
She hadn't even spoken to her sister yet when she saw her sister fighting with Aji, and she was so frightened that she went to call Wan'er.
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