The Evil Emperor Chases His Wife: The Good-for-Nothing Lady Is a Genius

The disciples in the inner courtyard only need to find the disciples ahead of them to compete at any time. Except for the secret realm trials, the disciples in the inner courtyard are relatively loose.

“I heard that the first prize for the outer courtyard disciple this time is a third-grade Zengyuan Pill.” Senior Sister Yuxiang added.

Jiang Xue had a faint smile on her face. Zengyuan Pill was a good thing. It could improve one's cultivation after taking it. It was undoubtedly an extremely attractive pill for the outer courtyard disciples.

"Let's go and take a look. The competition in the outer college should be quite lively, right?" Jiang Xue suggested. This was her first time encountering a competition since she came to Wuji College, and she wanted to broaden her horizons.

Early the next morning, just after the sun rose, Jiang Xue and her partner set out for the outer courtyard competition venue.

Along the way, they talked excitedly about the upcoming competition, their hearts full of anticipation.

When they arrived at the competition venue, the scene was already bustling with activity.

Many outer courtyard disciples gathered here, rubbing their hands, eager to try, ready to show their strength. The air was filled with tension and excitement.

Jiang Xue looked around, searching for someone she knew.

Suddenly, she saw several familiar faces. One of them caught her special attention—the man named Zhou Qingfeng whom she had met in the Ghost Forest before.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng was standing on the ring, engaging in a fierce fight with another man.

He was agile and vigorous, wielding the weapon in his hand with great vigor. Every move he made was so skillful and exquisite that people could not help but marvel at it.

Faced with such a fierce attack from Zhou Qingfeng, his opponent was obviously overwhelmed.

Despite his efforts to resist, he was ultimately unable to withstand the powerful spiritual impact of Zhou Qingfeng.

Not long after, there was a dull "bang" and the man was knocked backwards and fell heavily to the stage.

At this time, the commander on the stage shouted loudly: "The winner is Zhou Qingfeng!" The voice resounded throughout the competition venue, causing cheers and applause from the surrounding audience.

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and waved to the audience, his face filled with confidence and pride.

Zhou Qingfeng walked down the stage slowly, thinking about something.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strange gaze staring at him.

With his keen intuition, he immediately turned and looked in that direction.

Sure enough, not far away, two eye-catching figures were standing quietly, their eyes fixed on the competition stage that had just ended.

Zhou Qingfeng looked carefully and found that one of them was Jiang Xue, the one he had been thinking about.

"Jiang Xue..." He murmured the name in a low voice, with a fiery light flashing in his eyes, as if the whole world was left with only that red figure.

However, just as he was about to take a step forward and get closer to Jiang Xue, an inexplicable force made him feel that the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

With no other options, Zhou Qingfeng could only turn around sadly and walk to the other side with heavy steps. At this moment, he looked extremely lonely.

"Qingfeng, you were so awesome just now!" Just after he stepped off the stage, Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded by several people.

These people were all talented disciples who came here with him from Tianlong Country. They all praised Zhou Qingfeng highly, and their words were full of excitement.

"It's only the first day and the competition is already so intense!" Senior Sister Yuxiang said excitedly as she watched the battle on the stage.

"Senior Sister, how many days does this competition usually last?" Jiang Xue asked curiously.

"There are thousands of disciples in the outer courtyard. A one-on-one duel will take at least half a month." Senior Sister Yuxiang said.

"So long?" Jiang Xue frowned slightly.

"Of course, because in the end we have to enter the finals, and only the winner of the finals can take first place." Senior Sister Yuxiang explained.

"I still have to practice, so I won't come later. If you want to come, come and see for yourself."

Jiang Xue suddenly remembered that she still had to pass the Seven Star Tower, so she decided to practice in seclusion for half a month first.

"Okay, then Junior Sister Jiang Xue, please go and get busy first." Senior Sister Yuxiang said with a smile.

After saying goodbye to Senior Sister Yuxiang, Jiang Xue left the outer courtyard competition venue.

In the following days, Jiang Xue devoted herself to cultivation.

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed in a flash.

On this day, Jiang Xue finally completed her retreat training.

She decided to go to the outer courtyard to see the results of the competition.

When she arrived at the outer courtyard, she found that the competition was already coming to an end.

At this time, there were only two players left on the field, one of whom was a burly man, while the other was in a terrible state.

Jiang Xue looked at the burly man on the stage, whose fists were landing on the man who was knocked to the ground.

The strength of the burly man should not be underestimated. Jiang Xue stood not far away and watched the man lying on the ground on the stage being beaten beyond recognition by the burly man.

When Jiang Xue saw the person on the ground, she felt a sense of familiarity.

But she couldn't tell who the man was because his face was bruised and swollen. But deep down she hoped that the man on the ground would stand up and punch back. It was such a coward to keep getting beaten.

"Damn it, I actually let this loser from a small place push me down the rankings."

Ye Yunxia stared at Zhou Qingfeng on the stage with vicious eyes.

Ye Yunxia was watching the scene on the stage, feeling extremely happy: "Well done, beat him to death. If Chen Fugui can win first place, all the prizes will belong to her. After he wins the game, he can go to Chen Fugui and act like a spoiled child, and he will give them to her directly."

Before a stick of incense

"Chen Fugui, don't you like me? When you go on stage to compete, beat up that ungrateful Zhou Qingfeng. Just leave him a breath."

When Ye Yunxia saw Chen Fugui, she walked towards him and said angrily.

"This...is not good!" Chen Fugui hesitated after hearing Ye Yunxia's words.

"What's wrong with that? Didn't you see when he bullied me? He knocked me off the stage with such force, it hurt!" Ye Yunxia said, crying sadly with her face covered with her wide sleeves.

"You...don't cry anymore. I promise, I will beat him up to help you vent your anger."

Chen Fugui stretched out his hand in front of Ye Yunxia, ​​intending to comfort her, but he didn't expect Ye Yunxia to take a half step back, rolled up her wide sleeves, wiped the corners of her eyes, and looked at Chen Fugui with a sidelong glance.

"This stupid man is really easy to control. Just show weakness and he will be obedient." Ye Yunxia thought to himself and immediately calmed down.

"Don't worry, he is no match for you. He is only at the ninth level of the Golden Core Stage, while you are at the third level of the Nascent Soul Stage."

After Ye Yunxia finished speaking, she suppressed her nausea and moved a little closer to Chen Fugui.