Xiang Chengzeixi came closer and said, "There are no outsiders here anyway, so just tell me. You were the one who hung him up on the school grounds, right?"
Ling Xuewei glanced at him lightly.
"Okay, what are you asking about? Hurry up and eat! We have to go to Master's place in the afternoon! Junior Brother Mo, don't listen to him. The food is going to be cold. Eat quickly."
"Huh! Let me ask what's wrong? I won't tell anyone else!"
"It's not okay to ask! Just eat yours!" Han Xin picked up the chicken leg and blocked Xiang Cheng's mouth.
"Woooooooo..."
After a meal, they separated and Ling Xuewei also returned to her residence.
Little did she know that the incident in the canteen would soon spread.
Zhang Hualiang was taken to the Law Enforcement Hall and whipped thirty times before being released. At the same time, many disciples also learned about Xiang Cheng and the others' efforts to protect her.
So everyone started to guess who this Mo Yan was. There was Su Yuanzhi before him, Xiao Yanxiang and Han Xin after him. He was a new disciple who had just started training less than three months ago!
Is this a trick?
If this Mo Yan has a background, what happened in Qingxuanyuan before? How could someone with a background go to Qingxuanyuan to work as a waiter? If it is said that he has no background, no one can imagine that he was used by so many big bosses.
The reason why they treat each other differently.
Within the sect, there are great differences in class.
The strong will only follow the strong. Disciples of aristocratic families will only interact with people with backgrounds and connections. For those with no background, no strength, and no connections, it is almost impossible to squeeze into this circle of connections.
So what’s going on with this Mo Yan?
Everyone was puzzled.
Amid this confusion, the second round of practical assessment begins!
The order of battles will be determined by drawing lots, and the top 40 will be selected in a stepped elimination round within five days for the third round of final interviews.
Ling Xuewei's first match was in the afternoon. The person she was fighting against was a Class B disciple.
Class B...
Ling Xuewei remembered the time and place and left.
In the afternoon, the third school field.
The assessment begins.
The opponent was at the third level of Xuantian Realm, and he took the lead in attacking after the bell sounded.
The fists were fierce and the attacks were coming. The opponent had good skills and was very cautious. He was not careless because of his status as Ling Xuewei's new disciple.
Ling Xuewei relied on her dexterous and changeable footwork to dodge the opponent's attacks while observing his strength and methods.
This person's boxing skills are quite good, and he has the style of a famous family. Coupled with his cultivation in the third heaven... he is worthy of being a disciple of Class B.
boom.
The two fists met, and Ling Xuewei took three steps back, while the other party only took one step back.
There is still a difference in cultivation.
This guy definitely has the ability to compete in Class A.
Ling Xuewei didn't know that the man in front of her was no worse than Kong Kangning from Class B, Ouyang Xu and others, but because of his status as a disciple from a poor family and his low profile, he didn't attract much attention.
But just because she doesn't know it doesn't mean that others don't know it.
Zhang Hualiang watched the battle on stage with cold eyes, wishing that Ling Xuewei would be kicked off the stage in the next second!
In the first round, he is the elite of Class B, so he is unlucky! This time he does not need to do anything, naturally someone will teach him a lesson for him!
The fierce battle on the stage continues, and at this moment, the opponent draws his sword!
"Thousands of Flowers Sword Shadow!"
Several sword shadows struck blindly, Ling Xuewei quickly retreated, and the sword energy left traces on the ground beside Ling Xuewei.
The air moved, and a dagger appeared in her hand. Ling Xuewei was good at close combat and long-distance combat, which was not good for her. Especially now, she couldn't show her wind spirit power, and she was still a disciple who had just entered the outer sect. She was too exposed to protect herself.
It won't arouse suspicion.
Therefore, most of what she uses is close combat. After all, these are what she has demonstrated before. Even if she improves on this basis, it will not arouse suspicion.
Wind spirit power is not enough. Even in the sect, there are only a few people with the power of elements. Furthermore, how to explain that she, a person who has just stepped into the Xuantian realm, suddenly has the power of elements?
force?
Therefore, there are really not many tricks she can use.
"Why doesn't she use a sword? She wants to fight the elite of Class B with a broken dagger? Isn't she too arrogant?"
"It's not arrogance. He doesn't have a sword. Don't you know?"
"Ah? Isn't that right? As a disciple, you don't carry a sword with you? What did he think?"
The people watching the battle around were talking.
Indeed, it is common sense for all sect disciples to carry a sword.
It's even more of an honor.
All disciples are proud to carry a sword, and they carry it with them when they go out. Regardless of whether they are good at swordsmanship or use other weapons, it is basic that everyone has a sword.
Therefore, people like Ling Xuewei are indeed rare.
The weapons collided, and the two of them were separated instantly. The opponent was not as fast as her, but his sword skills were good, and with his cultivation level there, even Ling Xuewei was unable to break his offensive for a while.
correct!
Ling Xuewei's eyes suddenly lit up.
You can try that trick!
In a few seconds, a five-star formation rose from the ground and quickly surrounded the opponent.
This kind of light formation can only be seen by the caster.
After a moment, a whistle sounded.
It's distant, beautiful, and a bit ethereal.
For a moment, Lin Dong's eyes became dazed.
"Huh? Why doesn't he move?"
In other people's eyes, it was when he suddenly stopped. Except for him who could hear the whistle, no one else could hear it at all.
At this moment, in Lin Dong's eyes, countless flying birds appeared in groups, densely packed.
And he seemed to be in the clouds, his body as light as a floating cloud.
How is this going?
No, it’s an illusion!
Soon, Lin Dong realized that he had fallen into the opponent's illusion!
However, Ling Xuewei did not touch him, nor did she activate the talisman array. She only heard a whistle and he was hit?
how come?
Now is not the time to think about this! We have to break this illusion first! Otherwise, he will be in danger!
The spiritual energy around him suddenly surged. He took out two magic-breaking talismans and threw them into the void, "Go!"
Buzz!
The talisman shattered, and in an instant, the light shone brightly!
The surrounding environment quickly disappeared, and the familiar school grounds appeared in front of me again.
However, there was no opponent in sight.
Suddenly, a cold dagger was pressed against his throat, and Ling Xuewei's voice came from behind, "You lost."
Ling Xuewei didn't know when she came around behind him!
Originally, Ling Xuewei never thought about how long she could use this illusion to control Lin Dong. After all, the difference in cultivation was there, and the person in front of her was not a loser like Zhang Hualiang. She used the illusion just to find a moment of opportunity to attack.
As long as she has even one second, she wins!
After all, the opponent is not as good as her in terms of speed.
"I lost."
The other party readily gave up. Ling Xuewei moved the dagger away, took a step back, the two of them saluted each other, and then ended.
"I didn't expect that he actually defeated Lin Dong?"
"Did you make a mistake? I'm talking about Lin Dong! Have you let your guard down?"