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

"How... do we calculate this?" Ning Ruan tilted her head slightly, and looked up with a smile at the group of big guys who occupied the best positions in the distance.

The emperor's eyes were full of understanding, and he nodded imperceptibly.

The vice president of the Royal Academy immediately understood, stood up and took over the responsibility of refereeing, and said loudly: "The competition is over. Yu Zhengyuan violated the rules and used power that exceeded the eleventh realm of cultivation. Therefore, you win this competition."

"Oh." Ning Ruan nodded, "Then let's move on to the next game."

"..." Yu Zhengyuan looked at her with deep eyes, clenched his fists, and then unclenched them.

The voice was hoarse: "You can control three flying swords, right?"

"I guess so." Ning Ruan, who already owned four flying swords, thought for a while and answered.

He could control three flying swords, but in the battle he only used two, which was enough to cause him to lose miserably... Yu Zhengyuan took a deep breath, said nothing more, and faced the sympathetic and sighing gazes all around him, and turned back to his previous position.

"After each competition, you can rest for a quarter of an hour." The vice-president of the Royal Academy said in a deep voice.

"No need to rest, it doesn't consume much energy." Ning Ruan said affirmatively.

Yu Zhengyuan: “…”

He could clearly feel that the gazes directed at him were becoming even more bizarre.

Ning Ruan stood in the center of the square, with two red and orange swords floating at her sides.

The challenger was slow to come forward.

Just as she was trying to stimulate everyone on the court with trash talk, a slightly petite figure flew out from the crowd.

"Tianyuan Academy disciple, Chen Fu, swordsman, please teach me."

The visitor looked very young, but his expression and temperament were not immature, and his eyes were full of confidence and pride.

She looked at Ning Ruan and suppressed her cultivation to the eleventh level in public.

Obviously, this is another real realm that exceeds the thirteen realms.

"If you think it's unfair for me to suppress you to the eleventh realm, I can also suppress you to the tenth realm like Yu Zhengyuan did."

"No need." Ning Ruan said, "This is good."

Chen Fu smiled, seeming to be very satisfied with Ning Ruan's confidence.

The next moment, she raised her hand slightly, and the flying sword in her body flew out and landed directly in her hand. The sword light was dazzling and blinding, and the tip of the sword pointed at Ning Ruan.

She let out a light shout, and her body moved as fast as lightning. In an instant she was already flying into the air, and the sword light poured down like a rainstorm.

Very strong.

Gold-type sword cultivator, specializes in being extremely strong and fierce.

Ningruan can hide.

But I don't want to hide.

She slapped the sword case with her backhand, and a yellow sword light flew out.

Three swords, red, orange, and yellow, floated in front of her.

"go."

Ning Ruan raised his hand slightly, and three long swords flew out at the same time, and the sword lights intertwined into a net.

There was a loud clang sound, and Chen Fu's sword energy slashed down and hit the light net.

The sword light was so bright and dazzling that the air around it seemed to be swept by the sword energy and stagnated for a moment.

But not surprisingly, the light net swallowed up the extremely strong and powerful sword energy.

Chen Fu was surprised.

But he is braver than Yu Zhengyuan.

She did not retreat but counterattacked.

The moment the light net enveloped her, the long sword in her hand was sharp and powerful, as if she was determined to penetrate the light net and face the enemy head-on.

"She lost."

The person who spoke was Duan Min, the swordsmanship instructor of Qingyun Academy.

He was also the one who created this sword formation.

His Three Elements Sword Domain was indeed extremely powerful in Ning Ruan's hands.

Bigger than he had imagined.

"This sword formation is good." The instructor from Cangming Academy, who was also standing not far away, spoke for the first time and gave his comments expressionlessly.

"Just lost to the Child of Destiny." The instructor of Tianyuan College responded indifferently.

"The Son of Destiny is indeed gifted and has a high level of comprehension. I think your school's Son of Destiny will also take part this time, right?" The vice-president of Qingyun College asked with a smile.

"..." The instructor of Tianyuan College responded in a deep voice: "Of course."

Now that things have come to this, he has to call someone even if no one comes.

Otherwise, what's the difference between this and trying to gain attention by stepping on the heads of the four major colleges?

While the big guys were talking, Chen Fu, who was trapped in the formation, was almost beaten to tears.

It's not like she hadn't heard of the terrifying sword formation of Cangming Academy, but she had never experienced it firsthand.

Today is the first time.

However, the first time, she truly felt the horror and difficulty of the sword formation.

Can't bear it.

Can't run away yet.

There were clearly only three swords, but they gave her the illusion that she was surrounded by hundreds of swords.

At this moment, I regret.

You shouldn't be so reckless.

boom--

Chen Fu couldn't bear it any longer, so she subconsciously swung her sword, with a force that exceeded that of a cultivator at the eleventh level.

The sword formation was broken!

The three long swords were completely intact. Under Chen Fu's horrified gaze, the sword lights quickly formed a formation again.

"Wait, I lose, I give up!"