After defeating Zhao Lian, Yang Zhen entered the top eight in the qualifying round.
There will be two rounds of competition on the 29th, namely the eight-to-four match in the morning and the semi-finals in the afternoon.
In the morning competition, the opponent's weapon was a sword, which was far less threatening than Zhao Lian's spear. Yang Zhen took the opportunity to practice some stick skills, and finally knocked down his sword, and the man promptly surrendered.
My opponent in the afternoon is Zhao Ying.
After watching the game in the morning, the girl put away her sword and fought Yang Zhenyou with her fists just like last time.
However, Yang Zhen suffered her loss once, how could she be fooled again, not to mention that now that he has magical power, he has more diverse ways to deal with it.
He held a few stones in each hand. When Zhao Ying kept wandering around, refusing to come into contact with him, and secretly accumulating magic power, he suddenly raised his hands and threw a dozen stones at her.
If there were just one or two, Zhao Ying could easily dodge them. But if there were a dozen or so, she would have no way to avoid them and she would be hit twice.
"Ah!" The girl let out a cry of pain, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fell to the ground sluggishly.
Mana backlash.
Yang Zhen wins!
The opponent in the final is none other than the seed in the top half, Zhao Yueer, who is undefeated so far!
……
In the afternoon, behind the school.
Yang Zhen held Zhao Yue'er's hand, and the two of them wandered on the mountain road.
The valley is quiet and quiet, with gurgling water.
Can Xue brought spring mud and whispered in the shade of the tree. On the treetops, new shoots like grass grew. Those bright yellow leaves seemed like petals tied on a thread.
"Tomorrow, we will leave this college." Looking at the familiar scenery in front of her, Yang Zhen sighed softly.
In the past two years, he has seen every plant and tree here, walked here and meditated, practiced stick skills, and missed the people around him...
Zhao Yue'er responded softly. She also missed this place. Here, Brother Shitou told her many stories...
"Tell me another story." She shook Yang Zhen's arm.
"Okay!"
"Let's say that there was a mortal dynasty in ancient times called the Song Dynasty. Next to Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty, there was a small village called Niujiacun..."
"...On this day, a Niubi Taoist priest came to Niujia Village..."
"..."
Yang Zhen silently recounted her love for this novel in her previous life.
Zhao Yue'er looked sideways at him, her big eyes shining like stars.
The story is very long, and until night falls, the two of them are still unaware.
A night owl flew out of the forest and screamed, waking up the quiet place.
The two of them were shocked to realize that it was very late, and Yang Zhen quickly stopped talking:
"This story is still very long, let's stop here today."
"Yeah." Zhao Yuer'er was still not finished and looked at him: "Tell me next time."
After a pause, she added: "Go to the sect and tell me about it later."
"Okay!" Yang Zhen responded with a smile.
In the darkness of the night, the little girl's pretty face, with its water blooming like hibiscus, seemed to be like a piece of naturally carved white jade, shining brightly.
Yang Zhen hugged her gently: "Is it cold?"
The little girl shook her head, nodded slowly, and suddenly buried her face in his chest, smiling sheepishly.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to beat you. Let's see who is better between the two of us." She said in embarrassment.
"Okay!" Yang Zhen patted her back: "I won't hold back, see you on stage!"
……
The 30th day of the first lunar month, morning
There will be two games on this day, and then there will be the graduation ceremony for the schoolchildren.
Therefore, there were many relatives of schoolchildren in the audience, including Grandma and Qin Wan.
The first is the competition between the third and fourth places.
Zhao Ying's opponent was a boy with three spiritual roots. After a quarter of an hour of back-and-forth between the two, Zhao Ying, holding a sword, stabbed the opponent in the calf, forcing him to admit defeat.
Next, is the final championship battle, Yang Zhen versus Zhao Yuer!
The little girl is dressed in Tsing Yi, tied tightly with a ribbon around her waist, looking heroic.
Neither of them used weapons, but decided the winner with their fists.
Zhao Yue'er skillfully added a lightening technique to herself, then rushed forward and started to fight with Yang Zhen.
After a while, the two separated. Yang Zhen's face was bruised and her hair was messy.
Zhao Yue'er only has disheveled hair and some red marks on her face, but she looks more energetic than Yang Zhen.
After all, Yang Zhen is no longer willing to deal harshly with the little girl.
Despite this, Yuan Shanchang, who was watching the battle, was secretly surprised. Yang Zhen was very courageous. Could it be that the two of them were having a conflict?
Or is this kid unable to eat swan meat, so he hates it because of love?
For a time, he imagined countless possibilities.
He secretly looked at Senior Sister He Jing, but saw that she and Qin Wan next to her were both smiling and clearly didn't care.
He is even more confused.
On the high platform, the fight between Yang Zhen and Zhao Yueer just now was considered a draw.
The two looked at each other and had no plans to take action for the time being.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuer'er smiled brightly and raised her jade hand gently.
A wave of water two people high and one foot wide swept towards Yang Zhen.
The little girl didn't stop, her fingers continued to pinch, and another wave of water roared towards Yang Zhen.
She can also control Zhao Ying's magic power accurately! And she can use it more flexibly and freely.
The two waves of water, attacking from the left and right, with majestic momentum, immediately knocked Yang Zhen down and poured towards the outside of the high platform.
"I won!" Zhao Yuer cheered and made a face at Yang Zhen.
But she saw Yang Zhen suddenly smile slyly, spread out the five fingers of her right hand, and rolled a ten-foot-long vine towards the little girl, tying her up tightly after she had just exhausted her magic power and had no time to escape.
This is the wood-type [Cane Technique]. With Yang Zhen’s twenty-seven strands of wood-type spiritual power at this time, it is enough to use it.
Yang Zhen pulled hard, and the little girl rushed towards him like a fish caught on a fishing rod.
Yang Zhen hugged her, and the two of them were swept up by the waves and fell towards the high platform.
The little girl didn't struggle at all, looking at him with her dark starry eyes, her long eyelashes blinking slightly.
"Plop!" The two fell to the ground, their bodies soaked by the water waves.
……
The qualifying rounds are all over, and the final champion is Zhao Yue'er, and the runner-up is Yang Zhen.
Because Yang Zhen’s back hit the ground first, the verdict was lost.
Neither Yang Zhen nor Zhao Yueer had any objections to this result.
Then, there are the rewards for the ranking match.
The first place prize was a first-level low-grade magic weapon worth about thirty spiritual stones. Zhao Yueer picked a sword at random.
Then there is a bottle of first-grade low-grade Qi Restoration Pill (Grade A), a total of one hundred pills, worth thirty spiritual stones.
The first-grade low-grade Qi-recovering pills are specifically for monks in the early stages of Qi training, the middle-grade ones are for mid-stage Qi-training monks, and the top-grade ones are for late-stage and consummation monks.
The quality of this low-level elixir is only two grades: A and B, and even the worse grade C, even if it is given for free, no monk will take it.
When it comes to high-level elixirs, the quality classification will gradually become more detailed and there will be more levels. For example, third-level elixirs already have four levels: A, B, C and D.
Therefore, this first-grade low-grade Qi Restoration Pill is quite useful given Zhao Yueer's cultivation at this time.
Finally, there is a reward of one hundred spirit stones.
All the rewards are worth less than two hundred spiritual stones. For a little girl with a net worth of thousands, the honor is greater than the prize.
The reward for Yang Zhen's second place is a choice of a low-grade magic weapon or a Qi-recovering pill. Yang Zhen keeps the wooden and vine armor on her body, which counts as a prize and does not need to be returned to Yuan Shan.
In addition, there is a reward of fifty spirit stones.
Third place, one bottle of rejuvenation pill and twenty spirit stones.
Fourth place, half a bottle of Qi Rejuvenation Pill and ten spiritual stones.
Zhao Lian was ranked 16th because he failed to win a match. The prizes were ten rejuvenation pills and five spiritual stones. The total value was only eight spiritual stones.
This is tantamount to a complete failure for him, who originally hoped to get the top two places and use rewards to make up for his family's shortfall!
More importantly, he also damaged a borrowed Taoist robe, which owed him at least thirty spiritual stones.
Yang Zhen, you have caused me heavy losses and made my family worse. I will never forgive you!