Quickly Transmigrate: I am the Heroine in a Bloody and Abusive Story

From the sixth level to the ninth level of Qi Refining, there are four major trial fields, named Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise. The one Ni Fang entered was the White Tiger trial field.

At this time, there were nearly a hundred outer disciples in the trial field. Ni Fang was small and thin, standing in the middle and inconspicuous.

The trial field was built on a solid boulder and was separated on all sides by spiritual energy. It was difficult for outsiders to enter unless they held a token.

The referee of the first day's competition was Qin An, a disciple of Elder Heishui. He stood on the trial platform in black and was explaining the rules of the competition. "There are a total of 72 participants in this Qi Refining Level 7 Outer Disciple Assessment. According to the results of the draw in a while, it will be divided into 36 competitions. The others will have to wait outside. The winner of each competition will advance and the loser will be eliminated. The competition rules of Liuyun Sect are that you cannot use spirit beasts, talismans, elixirs, hidden weapons, you cannot harm their lives, and you cannot leave the trial platform. Those who violate the rules will be eliminated immediately. The 36 winners will have the second trial tomorrow, which will be divided into 18 games. On the third day, there will be 18 people in the final nine games. The winner will pass the assessment and be promoted to an inner disciple. The other disciples who did not pass this assessment do not need to be discouraged. They can wait for the assessment in three years."

"Does everyone understand?" Qin An shouted.

"I understand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blank form appeared above the trial platform.

The crowd consciously lined up in long queues and drew lots in turn. Every time a lot was drawn, a person's name would light up. After everyone had drawn, the thirty-six competitions were divided.

Ni Fang's opponent was Zheng Wancai. She didn't know him very well. She only saw him from a distance. He seemed to be an older monk. Her competition order was the sixth match, and she was ranked at the front. She had time to observe the previous matches.

Ni Fang found a seat in a corner and sat down, watching the first match attentively.

Although the senior sister on the left had practiced the moves more skillfully, the senior brother on the right was more experienced and had no intention of saving his energy at all. For a moment, he actually forced the senior sister to the point where she had no power to fight back.

"As long as Junior Sister Zhang can hold Junior Brother Wang back for half an incense stick of time, she can turn the tables. Junior Brother Wang consumed too much spiritual energy in the early stages, and he will definitely not be able to fight back later."

Ni Fang suddenly heard Lin Yi's voice coming from behind her.

When I turned around, it was Lin Yi whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

But this time, his expression was indifferent, and he looked different from usual.

Ni Fang thought that he had made some progress in practicing the Qingxin Jue after building his foundation, so he didn't think much about it for a moment and asked in surprise, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"The assessment is such a big thing, of course I have to come and take a look." Lin Yi looked at the trial platform in the distance with a normal expression.

On the trial stage, the winner has been decided.

Qin An shouted, "Zhang Yueting fell off the trial platform, and Wang Shisan won the first round."

"What a pity." Although Lin Yi said it was a pity, there was no regret in his eyes, only full of indifference.

The second game started immediately.

Ni Fang had no intention of watching the game. She couldn't help but pat Lin Yi on the shoulder and said, "How come you look so pure and innocent now? You look so much like Luo Haisheng?"

"I am not indifferent to desires." Lin Yi said this while turning his head to break free from Ni Fang's hand.

Ni Fang withdrew her hand, and realized belatedly that since Lin Yi now had a lover, she should keep her distance from him.

Lin Yi felt annoyed. He didn't know what was wrong with him recently. Not only did he become moody, but he also felt more and more reluctant to meet Ni Fang. He even felt a strong sense of disgust all over his body when he thought of her.

That's his favorite sister.

After realizing this, this disgust turned into a stronger self-loathing, almost suffocating Lin Yi. He could only spend more time on cultivation and learning Taoism, trying to numb himself with these things.

In contrast, his cultivation has improved rapidly. It is estimated that within half a year, he will be able to advance to the middle stage of foundation building.

Ni Fang and Lin Yi were speechless for a moment, and they watched the competition on the trial stage quietly.

"In the fifth round, Zhou Zhiyao wins."

The next round would be between her and Zheng Wancai. Ni Fang did not look back at Lin Yi, as she knew that this guy would definitely sit there and wait for her to win.

Ni Fang exhaled the foul air in his chest, unsheathed the cold sword in his hand, and bowed to Zheng Wancai as a junior in the world of immortal cultivation, "Senior Brother Zheng, please teach me."

Ni Fang could just reach Zheng Wancai's shoulders. There was a big difference in height between the two of them, so Ni Fang's aura also weakened a little.

"Junior Sister Ni, please." As soon as Zheng Wancai finished speaking, the sword in his hand suddenly shone with light. The sunlight from the sky fell on the sword like stars, making it difficult to distinguish for a moment.

Ni Fang mobilized his spiritual energy to form a protective barrier around his body.

She studied in the lecture hall every day, so it was not difficult to see that Zheng Wancai was using Liuyun Sect's elementary sword technique "Autumn Water Sword Technique". From the fluctuations of spiritual energy around Zheng Wancai, it was not difficult to see that his sword technique had not yet been cultivated to the final level.

That's it.

Ni Fang avoided several fatal moves of Qiu Shui sword technique, used the footwork of Piao Xue Chuan Yun, stopped and turned sharply in the air, and broke the weakest point of Zheng Wancai's sword formation with one sword.

The cold sword actually made a clanging sound.

The long sword in Zheng Wancai's hand was knocked to the edge of the trial platform, and the huge force caused the long sword to tremble continuously in the air.

"Round six, Ni Fang wins."

Ni Fang was overjoyed in his heart, but he kept his face calm as he clasped his fists and saluted, "Senior Brother Zheng, I'm sorry."

Knocking the opponent's sword to the ground could be considered a provocation. Ni Fang failed to control his spiritual energy in the air just now, and his momentary oversight caused Zheng Wancai to lose face.

Zheng Wancai waved his hand and said, "I am not as skilled as you, but that's okay."

Ni Fang then smiled and turned to look for Lin Yi, but the seat where Lin Yi was originally sitting was empty.

……

Lin Yi watched Ni Fang turn around in the air and easily break Zheng Wancai's sword formation. Her eyes were calm and her spirits were high. The wind outlined her figure.

How could someone be so beautiful?

As soon as this thought came to Lin Yi's mind, the next second his heart seemed to be squeezed tightly, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Lin Yi felt that something was wrong with his body. He endured the severe pain and stumbled out of the trial field. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripped from his forehead all the way.

What he didn't know was that this was exactly the effect of the Heartless Powder. The more deeply in love the recipient was, the more painful and intense the body's reaction would be. Amid the tremendous physical pain, the affection for the person he loved would disappear little by little.

Until the love disappears in the end, even if the person he loves dies in front of him, it cannot cause the slightest ripple in his heart.

To cut off all emotions and love is to be heartless.