Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

Elder Chu sat down as he was told, his eyes passing over the competition stage below and resting on Zhu Ping'an and Zhuang Qi.

Zhu Ping'an had no idea what was happening on the platform. At this moment, she was devoting all her heart and soul to the battle with Zhuang Qi.

This battle was a little tricky for Zhu Ping'an.

Whether in terms of cultivation or the combination of magic tools and spiritual power, Zhuang Qi did better than Zhu Ping'an.

Even though I don't like Zhuang Qi's behavior.

Zhu Ping'an had to admit that Zhuang Qi was indeed a tough opponent.

Zhu Ping'an raised his hand and swung his sword to block Zhuang Qi's attack again.

However, just as his advantages are very prominent, Zhuang Qi's disadvantages are also obvious.

Zhu Ping'an's eyes flashed, he raised his hand and gathered his spiritual power, an ice wall instantly appeared in front of him, cutting off the vines controlled by Zhuang Qi.

He underestimated the enemy too much.

When Zhuang Qi raised his whip and shattered the ice wall, Zhu Ping'an was no longer visible behind the wall.

Zhuang Qi felt something was wrong.

At the same time, a strong wind passed by behind Zhuang Qi.

Zhu Ping'an's figure appeared behind Zhuang Qi.

However, Zhuang Qi reacted quickly. While retreating his body and activating the vines for defense, he turned his wrist and swung the whip towards Zhu Ping'an.

The disadvantages of the long whip also become apparent.

Because of its slightly longer length, the whip was unable to immediately turn around and attack Zhu Ping'an in front of it.

Zhu Ping'an frowned.

According to the current situation, as long as she uses all her spiritual power for the offensive, Zhu Ping'an has the confidence to break through Zhuang Qi's vine defense before the whip falls on her.

But in this case, Zhuang Qi's whip will definitely fall on her.

Zhu Ping'an's first reaction was to attack directly.

Suddenly remembering Lin Wenyu's previous instructions, Zhu Ping'an sighed lightly, turned his wrist at the last second, and adjusted the direction of the Xuanqing Sword.

"Zheng——"

The sword in Zhu Ping'an's hand blocked the long whip swung by Zhuang Qi.

Zhuang Qi was just about to wrap the whip in his hand around the sword in Zhu Ping'an's hand, but suddenly he felt a chill in his throat.

His gaze shifted downwards, and he saw several ice needles pressing against his throat.

If he moved, the ice needles would pierce his skin.

Zhuang Qi didn't dare to move. The end of the whip lost its power and fell to the ground from the sword.

Zhu Ping'an held the hilt of the sword with a calm expression.

"Do you want to admit defeat, or do you want me to do it?"

Zhuang Qi felt the chill in his throat and gritted his teeth: "I give up."

As Zhuang Qi's voice fell, the winner was decided on the ring.

The chill in Zhuang Qi's throat dissipated. Zhu Ping'an sheathed his sword and bowed, saying, "Thank you."

Then he turned around and walked off the stage, without his eyes staying on Zhuang Qi for even a second.

Zhuang Qi stared fiercely at Zhu Ping'an's departing back. He felt so frustrated for the first time in his life.

It's not just because he lost to Zhu Ping'an, but also because of Zhu Ping'an's attitude towards him!

No one's eyes stayed on him the whole time, as if he was just a ridiculous clown.

"Are you safe? I'll remember you."

Zhuang Qi watched Zhu Ping'an walk off the stage with a fierce look in his eyes.

Zhu Ping'an walked off the stage and heard several disciples whispering as he passed by other sects.

"I won after all."

"It was probably just luck. Zhuang Qi was obviously careless in that move just now."

"That's still a win. Zhuang Qi's carelessness is his own fault."

Zhu Ping'an listened to the conversation between several people, paused slightly, and then continued to move towards the direction of Xuanling Sect.

These people are right.

The ice needle move was indeed her way of taking advantage of Zhuang Qi's contempt for her.

While changing the direction of the sword, some spiritual power was separated and transformed into ice needles.

But she did not pin all her hopes on it.

She had already thought about the next offensive method if Zhuang Qi discovered her intention.

It was just that Zhuang Qi was too careless, which saved her the trouble later.

"Senior sister!"

As soon as Zhu Ping'an arrived at the Xuanling Sect, she saw Sheng Shuzhou, who looked excited, standing at the front of the crowd and waving at her.

Yayin was also standing slightly behind Sheng Shuzhou, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

Zhu Ping'an smiled faintly and walked towards the two of them.

"Senior sister was so handsome just now!"

As soon as Zhu Ping'an walked in front of Sheng Shuzhou, Sheng Shuzhou couldn't wait to start praising him.

I wanted to praise Zhu Ping'an's performance to the sky.

Zhu Ping'an raised his hand and touched Sheng Shuzhou's head, then looked at Yayin with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I'm going to be gone for a while, you two...be careful."

The smile on Yayin's face froze at the corner of his mouth, and that feeling of unease rose again: "Okay, I understand."

After Zhu Ping'an said this, he dealt with the congratulations of several disciples of the Xuanling Sect and then walked in one direction.

Her figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

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On the high platform, a paper crane appeared out of thin air beside Elder Gan.

Elder Gan opened the paper crane, read the contents clearly, and stood up. He lowered his voice and replied to Elder Wen, who was looking at him, "I have some matters to deal with over there. I'll be back soon."

After Elder Wen nodded, Elder Gan turned around and left.

Therefore, he did not notice that behind him, Elder Wen was looking at his back with complicated eyes.

There was a hint of regret in his eyes.

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Even though Yayin said not to let Sheng Shuzhou leave his side, there was still a time when he and Sheng Shuzhou had to separate.

Such as now.

"Ya Yin? Is Ya Yin here?"

The disciples of Luoshu Sect called out Yayin's name.

It’s time for Yayin to go up to the ring to compete.

But no one responded after calling several times.

Yayin and Sheng Shuzhou were currently mixing among the disciples of the Xuanling Sect.

Most of these disciples came here to observe and learn, and most of them are outer disciples. They rarely come into contact with Yayin and the others on weekdays.

Therefore, they were completely unaware that the Yayin they were looking for was right beside them.

Yayin's brows have never relaxed since Zhu Ping'an left, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed each other on his hands hanging by his side.

Sheng Shuzhou looked at the person who was calling Yayin's name not far away, then turned his head to look at Yayin who was frowning beside him, and tactfully did not say anything.

Although I don’t know why my senior brother has been acting like he’s facing a formidable enemy since just now, it’s better not to say anything.

When the disciple's tone was already showing a hint of impatience, Yayin finally took action.

His eyes darkened slightly, and his spiritual power flowed through his fingertips, forming a small pattern in the air.

When the pattern was formed, Yayin's face turned pale.

This move is still a bit difficult for him now.

But the message he wanted to convey had already been conveyed to that person.

Yayin raised his eyes and looked at the Xuanling Sect disciples who were preparing for the competition on the other side.

"that……"

A young girl squeezed out from the crowd, and it was Yun Xueci.

"I'm so sorry, fellow Daoist Yayin suddenly felt unwell just now and has gone back now."

The disciple nodded upon hearing this: "Okay, I understand."

Yayin breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely exhale, the feeling of being stuck by a cold gaze appeared again.