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

The day passed quickly.

The next day comes.

The individual competition begins.

It is still in the order of outer sect, inner sect, and personal transmission.

Both the inner and outer sects were fine, but when it was the direct disciples' turn to compete, everyone's expressions became a little exciting.

"That is to say...Do the disciples of the Invincible Peak of the Chitian Sect really want to participate in the individual competition?"

"...I want it. They have all been drawn. I just don't know who will be so unlucky as to meet them..."

"I hope it's not me."

If you really encounter this group of perverts, why bother fighting? I'm afraid they won't be beaten down as soon as they come on stage.

In the individual competition, ten groups of opponents compete in ten arenas at the same time.

Ning Ruan's lottery number is exactly eleven.

After the first batch of personal transfers were completed, she took the lead in the No. 1 ring.

A certain ordinary sect’s Third Realm personal trainer who also appeared on Arena No. 1: “…”

"...Senior Sister Ning, can I admit defeat first..."

What an unlucky physique he has.

The first Invincible Peak disciple to appear was met by him?

Ning Ruan raised her eyes and nodded seriously: "Okay."

"Then I admit defeat!" Without any hesitation, the Western Realm Master decisively uttered the word "西".

After saying that, he jumped off the ring without waiting for the referee to speak.

If you lose, it’s not a big problem.

Even if it were revealed, it would be that he and the Six Realm geniuses from Zhongzhou were defeated by Senior Sister Ning.

Thieves have face!

Everyone: "..." They have seen countless competitions and competitions, but they have never seen the scene of giving in before the fight, and jumping off the ring with a proud face after losing.

The first round of individual competition lasted for three full days before half of the disciples were eliminated.

Take half a day's rest.

Then the second round of competition started.

Ning Ruan was in the ninth batch, and this time he took action.

Defeat the enemy with one sword and successfully advance to the third round.

Then...I met Pei Jingyu.

how to say.

It's just... quite a coincidence.

"Little junior sister, you will give me a top-quality spiritual stone later, and I will admit defeat, okay?"

Pei Jingyu's voice sounded in his mind.

This is the art of sound transmission that can only be achieved by people above the seventh level.

And Pei Jingyu is at least in the ninth realm.

"Little junior sister, don't hesitate. If you can make it into the top ten, you can get rewards. The rewards for the top ten are whirling fruits. They are crisp, sweet and even juicy after one bite. The taste is simple to say the least."

As for the efficacy, it is useless in front of the little junior sister.

Pei Jingyu understands this truth well.

Seeing that Ning Ruan hadn't spoken yet, he squinted his sleepy eyes, yawned, and continued transmitting:

"Junior sister, you only need one top-quality spiritual stone, and you can eat the crispy whirling fruit, which is definitely not a loss.

As for me, our Invincible Peak's mission is to show up at the Canglan Conference, especially to slap those people in Xia Zhongzhou in the face, and the first place in the individual competition of the Canglan Conference only needs to be from our Invincible Peak. "

"..."

have to say.

Her Senior Brother Xi's words moved her a little.

Ning Ruan pursed her lips and nodded immediately.

I had no choice but to nod and shake my head since I couldn't communicate.

Hear the words.

Pei Jingyu suddenly became energetic.

Raise your hands and make a secret to summon the spiritual beast.

The next moment, when everyone was still looking forward to the fierce battle that was about to begin between the brothers and sisters of Invincible Peak.

Then they saw the summoned beast that could only push several people from the Seven Realms to the ground and rub them together. As soon as it rushed in front of Ning Ruan, it suddenly flew out and fell off the ring head first.

Even Pei Jingyu, who was far away from him, covered his chest and followed closely behind.

One man and one beast lay under the ring as if they had been seriously injured.

That huge, snow-white guy who looked like a cat and a fox not only had a pair of beautiful little wings hanging down behind him.

He even stuck out his tongue and looked like I was hurt.

Everyone: "..."

It's hard to judge.

I really don’t want to compete with my classmates, and everyone understands this, so why not just admit defeat in the first place?

That's nothing.

After all, the more important thing about the Canglan Conference is to bring glory to the sect.

Accepting defeat when necessary to preserve the physical strength of fellow sect members is also a way of bringing glory to the sect.

But you are trying to fix the match in public, and why are you so fake?

Do you really stop treating us as normal people with intelligence?

"I lost. Junior sister is too strong. As soon as my summoned beast came close, it was blown away by a powerful energy. It was impossible to resist it."

Pei Jingyu stood up with difficulty, his expression unusually cautious.

Referee: "..." No, could it be that he really didn't sense that this person and beast were actually injured by some special spiritual weapon?

Ning Ruan watched helplessly as the expression on the referee's face changed from 'Don't you dare pretend to be outrageous anymore' to 'Maybe he is really injured, but I just didn't see it': "..."