Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

Finally, she asked Ji Wu to help her disguise herself as a person in the middle stage of foundation building to participate in the competition.

Fortunately, his cultivation was high, so Lin Fengnian did not find any problems during the investigation.

Others are not familiar with her and do not know her cultivation level, so she just needs to hide it from Lin Fengnian.

Perhaps because Gu Nian He Sheng had just been promoted to the inner sect, the disciples assigned to her were not particularly strong, so He Sheng could defeat them in one move.

The most time-consuming part of the entire match was the referee's introduction: "He Xiaohua from Tianyi Peak versus xxx from xx Peak."

She competed in six matches in the morning and then had some free time to watch other players' performance.

Lin Fengnian stood beside her and explained to her, "This is Ruan Ya from Tianjian Peak. He is the most talented disciple of this generation and is known as the best swordsman of Tianjian Peak. He deserves this title. After all, I am not from Tianjian Peak."

He Sheng observed Ruan Ya's moves carefully. She had practiced with Lin Fengnian a lot, and when she watched Ruan Ya again, she felt that his movements seemed to be slowed down. She could stab the opponent seven times in between swinging his sword.

Boring.

"Is this the level of the best swordsman at Tianjian Peak?" He Sheng couldn't help but complain.

Although the volume of these words was lowered, those who practiced Taoism could still hear them clearly.

Ruan Ya quickened his pace to take care of his opponent and started looking for the guy who was talking nonsense.

Caught off guard, He Sheng and he looked into each other's eyes.

He Sheng saw him lip-syncing and said, "Let's have a competition when we have a chance."

He Sheng patted Lin Fengnian on the shoulder and said, "That Ruan Ya asked me to fight him."

Lin Fengnian immediately thought of the reason, "Pfft, maybe he heard what you said. It's normal for cultivators to have sharp hearing."

"I forgot for a moment."

"It's okay, I believe you can win." Lin Fengnian hooked his arm around He Sheng's neck, "I've trained you for so long, if I can't beat him, then I'm really bad."

"Isn't it because I'm bad that I haven't fought before?"

“No, no, no, Junior Sister Xiaohua, you have no idea how talented you are. I feel that only Master could be compared with you when he was young.” Lin Fengnian looked melancholy for a moment, “Hehe, but your cultivation is still not as high as mine now.”

The inner sect competition is all about speed. As long as you are willing to fight in a round-robin format, you can be fought in the ring for a whole day.

This was Ruan Ya's original plan, but this sudden provocation changed his mind.

After he got off the stage, he walked over to He Sheng and asked, "Which peak are you from?"

He Sheng: "Tianyi Peak."

Ruan Ya pondered for a moment after hearing this, "Is there such a peak in Tianwen Sect?"

He Sheng smiled. It seemed that they were just there to make up the numbers. They had no sense of existence.

Ruan Ya simply gave up without thinking, "Since you are so arrogant, you must be competing for the top three. Coincidentally, I was the first place in the inner door competition last year. I hope you are qualified to be my opponent this year."

He Sheng nodded, "So you can also say that he is the best swordsman among the inner disciples?"

Ruan Ya's expression was a little unnatural. "Well, if you say so, I can take the responsibility."

"Okay, see you in the finals."

The inner gate competition lasts for two days. On the first day, those who are planned to be eliminated will be eliminated, and on the second day, it will be a battle for ranking.

Each cultivator showed off his or her abilities, and the annual competition between formation cultivators and sword cultivators was always interesting. As for the alchemy cultivators and weapon cultivators, they just went through the motions, and their stay or departure was determined by their alchemy and weapon refining skills.

Because of He Sheng's words, news spread everywhere that the new disciples of Tianyi Peak were making outrageous remarks and claiming that Ruan Ya was incompetent.

Those with a business sense have already started organizing gambling bets. Although such gambling is not allowed openly, there are so many people who want to join in the fun and they try every possible way to start gambling games.

There are two types of bets. One is whether He Xiaohua can meet Ruan Ya, because it is possible that she will be eliminated by others before meeting Ruan Ya. The other is to bet on who will win.

Of course He Sheng bet on herself to win without thinking, her odds were quite high, and a rough calculation showed that as long as she won, she would become rich instantly!

The next day, they fought their way through all the levels, and finally they didn't meet until the last game.

He Sheng greeted him first, "Hello, senior brother, we can finally have a fight."

Ruan Ya's expression was serious. "I didn't expect to encounter it until this time."

He Sheng hesitated for a moment whether to take out her sword or pen. She had always used a sword in previous battles, but she also wanted to try the power of the talisman and her hands were itching.

After hesitating for a long time, she drew her sword.

It's better to hide the talisman for a while. It's already eye-catching that she, with only five spiritual roots, can get here. If she adds the dual cultivation of talisman and sword, it will be too conspicuous.

She came here to learn something secretly, so she can't be too conspicuous.

Ruan Ya's fighting style was relatively aggressive. He rushed straight up. He Sheng dodged repeatedly. He missed many times and said impatiently, "If you keep dodging, you'd better give up as soon as possible."

He Sheng raised his sword, "Can you take this move?"

The Phoenix Sword was filled with spiritual power and chopped towards him with unstoppable force. Ruan Ya made a sword flower and used the sword body to block it.

Sparks flew when the two swords collided. He Sheng's eyes were determined and he exerted force secretly.

Ruan Ya was no good-for-nothing. After the fighting, he naturally had a certain understanding of her strength. He also realized that he had underestimated her before. He was fully prepared for the next battle.

Xu Heng, the head of Tianjian Peak, narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the sword in He Sheng's hand. "Huang Ming? Huang Ming is born?!"

He immediately turned his gaze to Lin Fengnian, only to see the Fengming sword at his waist trembling from time to time, as if he was eager to join the battle.

Lin Fengnian lowered his head to calm his sword, then looked up to find the person looking at him. Xu Heng and he looked into each other's eyes.

In a blink of an eye, Xu Heng appeared beside him, "Did you give Huang Ming to her?"

"Huang Ming chose her herself. I will never force the sword to change its will." Lin Fengnian rubbed his thumb on the scabbard at his waist.

"Didn't your master tell you about the consequences?" Xu Heng stared at him. "As the most talented disciple of this generation in Tianwen Sect, you shouldn't make such a mistake. Tianwen Sect can't afford to lose you."

"How can such a large sect like Tianwen Sect not be able to function without me?" Lin Fengnian disagreed, "Our lives are connected. I know that the wills of the Huangming and Fengming swords are connected as male and female swords, and their masters' lives will also be connected because of this. I hid the Huangming sword, but it rushed out and chose Xiaohua."

Lin Fengnian looked up into his eyes and said, "It's fate, it's God's will."

Xu Heng gritted his teeth, "Then you have to protect your life, she is so weak now..."

Lin Fengnian interrupted him first, and he smiled happily, "Don't worry, I will take good care of my junior sister."

Xu Heng knew that his persuasion was futile, so he didn't bother to argue any further. He left a message saying "take care of yourself" and disappeared on the spot.

Lin Fengnian stared at the person fighting with Ruan Ya below the stage and slowly stroked his left chest.

The Fengming Sword hummed so frequently that he almost thought his heart was beating again.