However, crises and opportunities coexist! This is also the most anticipated aspect of this screening competition. All the disciples were ordered to meditate and practice in front of the Jade Mirror to protect the Jade Mirror.
Hearing this, Murong Feixue only frowned slightly, but her face remained calm.
Xin Yue and Xiang Niang, whose faces turned pale with fright, felt as if they had received a reassurance. Their bodies involuntarily moved closer to Murong Feixue. They vowed to follow Murong Feixue to the death and never take a step back without permission.
On Ning Qingqing's side, Fenglian, Xie Yao, Lin Jianzhi, and Xu Shan behind her all looked constipated. They wanted to retreat.
Ning Qingqing was still confident, and turned around and shouted: "Hold on! You just need to follow me, and I guarantee you will win."
After Ning Qingqing finished speaking, Wang Chaoxi immediately snorted coldly from her nose. A look of disdain came out of her eyes...
Wang Chaoxi, Ning Qingqing, and Murong Feixue all have different goals.
It was also to enter the inner courtyard of Tianfeng Academy and find those disciples who had Nuwa stones on their bodies.
The people in the several teams were all thoughtful. Most of their expressions were solemn and vigilant. However, they were all well prepared to enter the One Hundred and Eight Days Forbidden Futuo Mountain.
"The competition begins, entering the realm of confusion..." Dongfang Jin Ye's elegant voice slowly came out.
Three teams, thirteen people. Their bodies were instantly lifted into the air. With a push, almost all of them were thrown into the sky-high jasper mirror...
"Ouch... Is there a mistake? If you are so cruel, I will soon be called a disciple of the inner courtyard. How can you treat your own disciples like this!" Ning Qingqing muttered dissatisfiedly, rubbed her butt and stood up.
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As for Wang Chaoxi, Li Ping, Bi Yan, Xu Sheng, and Gu Liang, they all stumbled and took a few steps before they regained their balance.
Murong Feixue, however, grabbed Xin Yue and Yan Niang beside her as soon as she came in. She had known for a long time that Dongfang Jin Ye was definitely out to retaliate against her, so she was ready at any time.
Wang Chaoxi glanced at Murong Feixue and said with a smile: "From now on, it depends on our respective abilities."
The words were full of deep threats. It felt as if a poisonous snake had crawled up one's spine, sending chills down to one's bones.
Murong Feixue took hold of Xin Yue and Pan Niang, who were a little flustered. She smiled calmly and nodded. She didn't say much.
Now that she, Wang Chao Xi, looks strong and has the happiest smile, it does not mean that she will definitely win. As the saying goes, the hero is the one who laughs at the end. Murong Feixue always only likes to smile at the end, which is better than a thousand words at the beginning.
Several people glanced at each other, and before they could say a few words to each other, several ten-foot-tall giants came over.
There were not too many of them, just one hundred and eight. They all had expressionless faces. They were wearing thick golden armor. Their helmets, armor, and knee pads were all covered with spikes. As long as they got close, they would be beaten back.
Tie up like a hedgehog. When Murong Feixue, Wang Chaoxi, Ning Qingqing and others came here, they came over and surrounded them in a small circle.
Feng Lian and Xie Yao, who had never seen such a battle and were relatively timid, immediately hugged each other. They were so scared that they shrank their bodies and their legs kept trembling. Both of their faces turned pale and their lips kept trembling.
