I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Ning Ruan was in a good mood as she saw another point added to the jade medal on her waist.

Just now.

The tokens with points engraved on everyone's waists suddenly began to flicker.

At last.

points above.

A big word '一' appeared inexplicably.

"Hey, is this? Countdown?" Ning Ruan curiously poked at the number on the jade plate.

All the monks in the Western Zhou Dynasty also lowered their heads and looked at the jade tablets on their waists.

"Is this really a countdown? One day? Or one hour?"

"It should be an hour, right? Otherwise I wouldn't have specifically reminded you."

"..."

This is the first time that the selection competition is held in this form.

No matter how many hours it represents, one thing everyone can be sure of is...the selection competition must be over soon.

Mind this.

Finally, everyone couldn't stand still.

As long as they haven't fought before, everyone is willing to fight again.

Even if the opponent is stronger than yourself, what if the opponent is seriously injured?

In line with the mentality of giving it a try, no one would bother Ning Buruan anymore.

They have given up on this woman.

Instead of spending time with her, it's better to find other targets.

"Invincible Zong Ning is not soft, please teach me."

"I surrender."

"Invincible Zong Ning doesn't..."

"I surrender."

"...

"……I surrender."

"I also admit defeat."

"Fellow Daoist Ning, please give up. I won't fight you. Fighting with you is a waste of time."

"..."

Ning Ruan touched her jade token that was adding points, feeling a little melancholy for a moment.

How could you not fight her?

It's really too much.

Looking at the countless pairs of sword cultivators fighting in mid-air.

Ning Buruan, who had scored all the points in the formation with tears in his eyes, finally began to quietly withdraw from the formation...

……

An hour later.

Everyone on the sea disappeared at the same time.

Then it appeared on the central square of Guangyao Island at the same time.

"..."

"Come out? The trial is over?"

"Where is Ning Buruan? I want to report Ning Buruan for using the formation in violation of regulations!"

"Yes, I want to report it too, Ning Buruan has violated the rules!"

"..."

Ning Ruan really didn't expect it.

I just came out of the trial space.

Countless voices denouncing her appeared around her.

On the other side, the group of sword cultivators over thirty years old looked at them with confused expressions.

It was the first time for everyone to see so many people hoarsely accusing one person in the selection competition.

So, what exactly did Ning Buruan do that is so outrageous?

"Everything in the trial space is well known to me. It is not a violation to be willing to be soft. In addition, your points ranking has been released. You can just check it on the induction column."

Master Peng Ming stood in mid-air.

Suddenly he raised his hand and waved, and the jade plaques recording points on everyone's waist turned into flowing light and flew towards him.

Only then did the sword cultivators in the square notice the rather tall jade pillar in the center.

This thing is also something that has never appeared in previous trials.

To say it's not novel would be a lie.

But this novelty disappeared instantly after seeing the points ranking above.

"Ning Buruan? First place? How is it possible? Isn't Ning Buruan the Western monk who left a three-inch sword mark on the Xuanjian stone? How can she be first?"

"Five hundred and eighty-two points... Are you kidding me? There are only about 600 swordsmen under the age of thirty, right? How could she get more than 500 points???"

"...Could it be that the statistics are wrong? These points are too ridiculous."

"..."

Listening to the discussion in the square, the sword cultivators under the age of thirty lowered their heads one after another and remained silent.

Can they still not know whether Ning Buruan’s points are true or false?

Each song remains in full swing.

The other group was all injured.

Who can fuck her?

I don't dare to do it at all.

Coupled with the set of formations, even if they can't fight, they can't even run away.

How could this number of points be false?

In mid-air, the owner of Guangyao Island coughed lightly, stroked his slender beard on his chin, and said solemnly:

"Both I and Master Peng Ming can guarantee that there will be no problems in this trial, and the points awarded for first place are even more true.

The five hundred people who can go to the Qiancheng Island Sword Tower are the top five hundred in the points ranking.

If anyone has any objections, he or she can report it to the six major sects. "

"..."

The island owner of Guangyao Island has already spoken. Even if everyone still has doubts, they dare not say anything more at this time.

But there is still some dissatisfaction.

Ning Ruan is the calmest one.

She had already expected the current situation.

The only thing that surprised her was.

While the owner of Guangyao Island was speaking for her, the voice of Master Peng Ming suddenly came to her mind:

"Little guy, the trials are over. How about you go with me?"

Of course not.

But Ning Ruan still doesn't know how to transmit messages.

He could only look up at the rather burly old man in the air and shake his head firmly.

She's not going.

Not caring about food.

"...I naturally have good intentions for you, so don't refuse so quickly."

Ning Ruan still shook his head.

good thing?

The dogs didn't believe it.

Master Peng Ming:......

"Do you have a master? If I want to recommend you to enter the six major sects, or even give you the opportunity to become the first disciple of a strong man in the twelve realms, you won't come?"

No dogs are coming.

Ning Ruan continued to shake his head.

Peng Mingzhen's head was so angry that he stared.

But he couldn't do anything like robbing someone in public.

Take a deep breath.

Peng Ming withdrew his gaze and looked down expressionlessly, looking extremely impatient:

"This selection competition is over. The five hundred people selected, you still have one month to prepare. One month later, as soon as the ship sent by Qiancheng Island arrives, it will set off. If anyone misses the time, But no one will wait for you.

If you miss the sword tower, it's your own fault. "

Done.

Master Peng Ming then took back the induction column and the trial space, and then left with a cold face, throwing away his sleeves.

This made the owner of Guangyao Island look confused, "Did the old guy take the wrong medicine? I didn't offend him, right?"

……

on the square.

Only a group of swordsmen who participated in the trial were left.

Either surprised, excited, or standing there dejectedly.

Ning Ruan is ready to return to Guanhaixuan.

however.

As the first place in the selection, she still couldn't hide from the eyes of others.

"Ning Buruan, what exactly did you do? How could you get more than five hundred points?"

The person who asked the question was already at the peak of the Sixth Realm. He had white hair and looked quite old.

Ning Ruan stopped, faced everyone's gaze, and responded calmly:

"Of course I defeated them, and... they didn't dare to fight me and took the initiative to admit defeat."