Could it be because of Kamakura? She'd been thinking a lot lately. Kamakura and the Feng family had almost no connection, so why was Feng Che investigating Kamakura all this time, even having her disciple help him…?
"you!"
"how so!"
A look of disbelief flashed across Leng Qingqing's eyes. She had actually lost to a freshman. Thinking of her provocation of Lan Xi just now, her face was burning with pain.
Ji Jiuying snorted coldly and sheathed her sword: "You lost."
After saying that, she turned and left. Leng Qingqing's face turned red. She only came to her senses when Instructor Leng declared her the loser. Instructor Leng sighed. With so many people watching, even if she wanted to help Leng Qingqing, she was powerless to do so.
Lan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief; she had indeed been hiding some of her strength.
“Xin’er, look.” Feng Yu smiled. He had guessed right. Lan Xi’s strength was probably more than that. If she was also after those ten spots, they would probably face off.
Although Jiang Xin couldn't believe it, the facts were indeed before her, which made her wary of Lan Xi.
After most of the day had passed, only twenty people remained in the competition, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more lively.
Only Ji Jiuying and Xuan Jing remained on the list from the Earth Class. More than fifty people placed their hopes on Xuan Jing and Ji Jiuying, because if the two of them could successfully make it, their Earth Class would not become a laughing stock.
On stage, Huang Qiming looked at the two with satisfaction, while the instructor of the advanced class smiled and said, "Instructor Huang, your class is likely to produce two dark horses this year!"
Huang Qiming smiled and said, "Compared to Instructor Liang and your Heavenly Class, this is nothing."
Instructor Liang sighed softly, "What is this class competition compared to the ladder competition? For the past few years, our Array Sect has basically been at the bottom. This year, Feng Yu might be able to make it into the top three."
"I heard from the disciples that Feng Yu defeated Qi Feng of the Beast Taming Sect in the secret realm?"
"Yes, it was just luck. Hopefully, our Array Sect won't be at the bottom of the ladder competition this year."
Huang Qiming's gaze fell on Xuan Jing and Ji Jiuying. He didn't necessarily want them to be in the top three; he was already very happy that they had gotten these ten spots.
Instructor Leng spoke again: "Alright, now there are exactly twenty people left. Please put your lots in the bamboo tube. We will draw lots. Whichever two numbers I get, those two people will start the competition."
Everyone placed their slips of paper into the bamboo tube that Instructor Leng had mentioned. When Ji Jiuying came up, Instructor Leng glanced at her a few more times.
Jiang Xin silently prayed that she would not run into Brother Yu, while Lan Zhao glanced at Jiang Xin and Ji Jiuying, hoping that he would not run into these two people. He would rather run into Feng Yu.
Seeing that it was about time, Instructor Leng used his spiritual power to scatter the signatures on the bamboo tube and casually picked out two.
"Number 3 against Number 45."
Xuan Jing raised an eyebrow. It was the first match. Ji Jiuying's gaze fell on Lan Zhao. If she remembered correctly, Lan Zhao was number forty-five.
Xuanjing went up, and Lan Zhao followed suit. Looking at the burly man opposite him, a trace of sorrow flashed in Lan Zhao's eyes.
At that moment, some sounds came from below.
"Lan Zhao, you should just admit defeat. The person you're facing is a poisoner. Are you out of your mind?!"
"Yeah, just admit defeat already."
"It would be troublesome if he bumped into me during the battle."
"Lan Zhao is so unlucky!"
"yes······"
Hearing the sounds around him, Lan Zhao hesitated, but Ji Jiuying's voice echoed in his mind: "Don't worry about the competition, Xuanjing won't easily touch you."
Although Ji Jiuying had little contact with Xuan Jing, she knew his character and knew he would never be the kind of person who would do anything to win a competition.
Lan Zhao glanced at Ji Jiuying out of the corner of his eye, but quickly calmed down. He only needed to use his spiritual power to attack him from a distance.
The crowd below the stage shook their heads, wondering if Lan Zhao was going to fight a Xuanjing.
Even Jiang Xin frowned, inwardly cursing Lan Zhao as an idiot!
The two on the stage quickly began fighting. Ji Jiuying watched Xuan Jing's every move, her eyes narrowing slightly; he too was concealing his strength...
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Lan Zhao will lose this match.
As expected, when the two were exchanging the eighth move, Lan Zhao was careless and was suppressed by Xuan Jing.
Both of them in the second match were from the Heavenly Class. Xuan Jing sat back in his original seat, and Ji Jiu Ying glanced at him: "I'm curious, what is your strength now?"
A glint of light flashed in Xuan Jing's eyes: "Wouldn't it be more interesting to reveal the answer when we face off?"
Ji Jiuying was slightly taken aback: "You also want to go to the Treasure Pavilion?"
Xuanjing shook his head, his gaze falling on her: "You know that."
Ji Jiuying chuckled, recalling what he had said when she and Xuanjing had fought in the lower realm.
He said he would definitely defeat her next time.
At this moment, the mentor on the stage gave Ji Jiuying a meaningful look: "Number 20, versus number 31."
Number 31 is Yang Luohe, who has won first place in the class competition for two consecutive years in the Heavenly Class. Yang Luohe is also the only granddaughter of the sect master of the Talisman Sect. She has been studying formations in the Formation Sect for the past two years and is also representing the Formation Sect in the competition this year.
Ji Jiuying stepped forward, and immediately, the entire arena was abuzz with discussion.
"This dark horse of the prefecture-level class is probably about to be over."
"That's right, she just got lucky the last few times."
"Lanxi is so unlucky. She ran into Yang Luohe in the last round. It looks like our class will miss out on the spot again."
"Are you stupid? Hasn't Xuanjing already been shortlisted?"
"·····"
Listening to everyone's words, Leng Qingqing's lips curled up slightly, and her triumphant gaze met that of the instructor Leng on the stage.
Ji Jiuying remained calm and expressionless, as if she hadn't heard what the audience was saying.
Even Lan Zhao and Feng Yu were unsure who would win the match, as they didn't know Ji Jiuying's strength.
Jiang Xin had no time to worry about whether Ji Jiuying would win or not. There were only two groups left, and she and her brother Feng Yu were one of them. Now she just hoped that her opponent wouldn't be her brother Feng Yu.
She didn't want to admit defeat, nor did she want to make things difficult for Brother Fengyu.
A cold glint flashed in Yang Luohe's eyes as she scrutinized Ji Jiuying. She didn't believe that this freshman had gotten this far by luck; she was a formidable opponent.
Ji Jiuying was also sizing up the girl in front of her. She saw no other emotions in the girl's eyes, only a burning fighting spirit. It seemed that she seriously regarded her as an opponent.
After a while, two curved blades appeared out of thin air between her hands and attacked Ji Jiuying from mid-air. They swiftly sliced through the sky, and two streaks of blue light flew over with fierce force. Swish! Ji Jiuying's robe was torn by the streak of light.
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