The junior sister who wants to be a villain

The mornings of Tianjian Sect are always particularly peaceful. The sun shines through the leaves on the martial arts field, covering the bluestone-paved ground with a golden veil. However, this tranquility was soon broken by the sound of hurried footsteps, and Lin Wan burst into the martial arts arena with a swagger, his signature quirky smile on his face.

"Big Brother! Big Brother!" she shouted, looking around, "The list for the individual competition is out, have you seen it?"

The eldest brother came from the weapons rack on the side, holding a long sword that had just been wiped in his hand, and the sword's blade shone with a cold light. He glanced at Lin Wanfeng, who was full of excitement, and said calmly: "Why are you so excited? It's just an individual competition, it's not like you haven't participated in it before."

Lin Wanfeng pouted dissatisfied: "Senior Brother, how can you say that? This individual competition is related to the honor of our Tianjian Sect! Moreover, I am inspired to be a villain. This kind of individual competition is related to the honor of our Tianjian Sect! How could you miss the opportunity to be in the limelight?”

The senior brother shook his head helplessly. He knew that once this junior sister decided on something, she would definitely stick to it. He pointed to the bulletin board in the center of the martial arts arena: "The list has been posted. Go check it out yourself."

Lin Wanfeng's eyes lit up and he immediately flew over like a bird. Many disciples have gathered in front of the bulletin board, and everyone is talking about it. Lin Wanfeng squeezed in and saw his name on the list at a glance.

"Haha! I did participate in the individual competition!" She jumped up happily, turned around and waved to her eldest brother, "Eldest brother, look! We are both on the list!"

The senior brother walked over, took a look at the list, and nodded: "Yes, I saw it. However, the opponents this time are not easy, so you have to be careful when dealing with them."

Lin Wanfeng waved his hand disapprovingly: "Don't worry, senior brother. I'm fully prepared. In this individual competition, I must impress everyone!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came: "Hey, isn't this our little junior sister from the Tianjian Sect? Why, is she also participating in the individual competition this time?"

Lin Wanfeng looked back and saw a young man wearing brocade clothes walking over. It was Zhao Wuji, a disciple of the Tiangang Sect. There was a joking smile on his face, and he obviously had no good intentions.

Lin Wanfeng frowned. This person had always given her a bad impression, always looking for trouble. She said coldly: "Zhao Wuji, don't do this. In the individual competition, we will see the real results!"

Zhao Wuji laughed: "Okay, that's what I meant. However, you have to be careful, don't lose too badly when the time comes."

Lin Wanfeng's eyes flashed with a cold light: "It's not certain who will lose and who will win. We'll see you in the individual competition."

Zhao Wuji said nothing more, turned and left. Lin Wanfeng looked at his back and secretly swore in his heart: Zhao Wuji must watch this individual competition!

In the following days, Lin Wanfeng began intense preparations for the battle. She gets up early every day to practice swordsmanship, and studies various tactics and opponent information at night. The senior brother also gave her some pointers and suggestions from time to time, which greatly improved her strength.

Finally, the day of the individual competition arrived. The Tianjian Sect's martial arts performance ground was crowded with people, and disciples from all major sects gathered here to watch the competition. Lin Wanfeng looked heroic in a blue dress. She stood in the crowd waiting for the game to begin.

The first game started quickly. Lin Wanfeng's opponent was a burly man. He held a giant ax and charged towards Lin Wanfeng menacingly. Lin Wanfeng, however, calmly drew out the long sword in his hand and faced him.

"clang!"

The two weapons collided with a loud noise. Lin Wanfeng felt her arms go numb, but she still stood firm. She knew that in this game, she could not fight with strength but only with outsmarts.

So she began to use her flexible body skills and exquisite swordsmanship to deal with the big man. Although the big man was powerful, his speed was not as fast as Lin Wanfeng's. He gradually began to feel powerless.

Lin Wanfeng seized the opportunity and stabbed the big man in the chest with his sword. The big man couldn't dodge and was stabbed to the head. He groaned in pain and fell to the ground losing the game.

There were bursts of cheers from the audience. Lin Wanfeng smiled slightly and stood up with her sword put away. This is just the beginning. She still has more games to play and more opponents to face.

Lin Wanfeng won the next few games easily. Her swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated and her tactics became more diverse. She can handle both strength-based opponents and speed-based opponents with ease.

Finally it was the showdown with Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji stood on the other side of the martial arts arena and looked at Lin Wanfeng with a cold smile on his face. He knew that Lin Wanfeng was a difficult opponent but he was also confident of winning this game.

The game started, and the two rushed towards each other almost at the same time. Zhao Wuji held a long sword in his hand, and the blade shone with a cold light. His swordsmanship was sharp and his moves were deadly. Lin Wanfeng did not dare to be careless. She waved the long sword in her hand and started a fierce confrontation with Zhao Wuji.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of metal collision continued, and the figures of the two people moved quickly on the martial arts field, which was dizzying. Although Zhao Wuji's swordsmanship is fierce, Lin Wanfeng is not a vegetarian. She relied on her flexible body skills and exquisite swordsmanship to resolve Zhao Wuji's attacks time and time again.

The more Zhao Wuji fought, the more frightened he became. He didn't expect Lin Wanfeng to be so strong. He began to panic, and his attacks became a little more impatient. Lin Wanfeng seized the opportunity and stabbed his shoulder with a sword.

"what!"

Zhao Wuji screamed in pain, his shoulder was punctured and blood flowed out. He took a few steps back and looked at Lin Wanfeng, his eyes full of shock and unwillingness.

Lin Wanfeng didn't give him any chance. She pursued the victory and launched continuous attacks. Zhao Wuji was overwhelmed from left to right, unable to resist at all. In the end, with a scream, he was knocked to the ground by Lin Wanfeng's sword and lost the game.

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience. Lin Wanfeng stood in the center of the martial arts arena with a victorious smile on his face. She knew she had done it, she successfully defeated Zao Wou-Ki and won the competition.

The senior brother also came over and patted her shoulder: "Well done, little junior sister. You really did not disappoint us."

Lin Wanfeng smiled proudly: "That's natural. I am determined to be a villain, how can I fail in such a small competition?"

The senior brother shook his head helplessly: "You are always so weird."

Lin Wanfeng chuckled and said nothing more. She knows she still has a long way to go, but this is just the beginning. She is confident that she will become more powerful in the days to come and become a true villain.

At this moment, a mysterious figure in a corner of the auditorium is also watching all this. There was an inexplicable light shining in his eyes, as if he was planning some conspiracy. But Lin Wanfeng had no way of knowing all this. She only knew that she had won a victory and that there were more challenges waiting for her to face.