A wicked disciple becomes a wife

Chapter 38 Personal Competition
next day
When Caimao was just now, the training ground had already gathered disciples. Today is a personal competition. They need to do their best to win the opponent, so as to leave a good impression in front of the five immortals. If they are lucky, they may make an exception and accept them. What about direct disciples?
So, today, all the disciples in the eight classes are working hard. They look at the Bagua table with fiery eyes.

Bai Yu stood under the stage, feeling empty with nothing in her hand, which was very uncomfortable, but because today was a very important day, and Xiaotian hadn't woken up yet, she had no choice but to give up his soft fur for the time being.

On the gossip stage, Liu Mengyun stood upright. Seeing the master's instruction to him on the stage, he looked at the new disciples and said loudly: "Today is your personal competition. The rules have been mentioned before. Everyone fights. Three games, what I want to mention today is that the first round of competition is in the same class. As for who you want to compete with, it depends on which three people's names are written on the extra note next to your pillow this morning. However There are only eleven disciples in a class, so it means that one disciple has only two matches, and the chances will be less than others, this is random, if you meet, you will be considered unlucky."

Hearing this, Bai Yu only knew the meaning of the note. She thought about the note carefully, and it happened to be Nangong Wenyin, who only had those two words and was the most difficult opponent. , Ye Fengling
When she saw the first word, Bai Yu felt that something was wrong. She was really afraid of something. She met the person she least wanted to match. Hearing what Wushuang said about the changes in Yinyin and the others, she couldn't help but panic. She thought they were so scary, plus Feng Ling's attitude towards her that day, she couldn't even think about it.

Alas, how can I do this, I can't beat it.Bai Yu thought in annoyance.

"Start with the Xun class first." After all, Liu Mengyun still felt that starting from the Xun class was more fluent. After all, in other classes, there were not many people with good cultivation, good comprehension and high aptitude. He read: "In the first round, Nangong Wenyin vs. Fu Peerless."

gossip offstage
"Come on, Wushuang, you will definitely win." Seeing Wushuang's first match, Bai Yu stood beside Fu Wushuang, cheering her on.

Confidently taking a look at Bai Yu, Fu Wushuang walked up to the gossip stage imposingly, and on the other side, Nangong Wenyin also walked up lively and gentle.

"Please enlighten me." The two bowed to each other, and then looked at each other fiercely. At the same moment, they drew their swords, and in the next blink, their swords collided fiercely.

The classes with a slightly lower cultivation level couldn't see their movements clearly, they could only see the shadow of swords and swords, and when they heard the sound of swords attacking from the stage and the shouts of the two competition disciples, the disciples in the audience couldn't help but feel nervous stand up.

Suddenly, the two bounced each other away forcefully, and then landed heavily on the spot, holding the long sword in one hand and pinching the magic seal with the other, it seemed that they were going to decide the outcome with one move.

"The last trick, Fu Wushuang, I want you to regret being my opponent in the first match."

"Hmph, that's what I should have said."

The condensing of the two has been completed, and each of them drew the hand pinching the magic seal along the body of the sword, pouring all the condensed immortal energy into the sword, this is the last move, a move with all their strength.

The swords in their hands were shining brightly, and all the disciples in the audience closed their eyes unconsciously. When they got used to it and opened their eyes, the two of them were standing where the other was originally standing, and the battle was over.

"Ding dong."

The sword in Fu Wu's hands slipped, and a line of bright red also slipped from the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her hand to wipe it away, and said coldly: "I didn't expect to underestimate you."

"Oh, I've always looked up to you." After finishing speaking, Nangong Wenyin threw the sword behind her back, turned around, looked at Fu Wushuang coldly, and waited for Liu Mengyun to announce the result.

Liu Mengyun glanced at the two of them appreciatively. He felt that the qualifications of these two were actually good. If possible, he would like to take these two into his family. After all, his master asked him to take a few apprentices this year.

Even so, the result still has to be announced, just listen to him say: "In the first match, Nangong Wenyin wins, and in the next match, Nangong Wenyin will talk to Baiyu."

(End of this chapter)