Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

The next day, the inner disciple selection competition went on as usual.

Gong Yihua: "Today's weapon fight will be a promotion system, and opponents will be randomly assigned. You can come to the front to check who your first-round opponent is."

Those who were allowed came forward impatiently, eagerly looking for their names on the illuminated list. Just like yesterday, some were happy and some were worried about the results of the allocation.

"Wuwuwu... Senior Sister... please show mercy."

Li Yue looked at the little girl opposite him, who looked like she was about to cry but couldn't, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Senior Sister will definitely let you stand down."

"Hahahaha! Don't worry, Junior Sister Shang! I know weapon fighting isn't your specialty as medical practitioners, but I will show mercy!"

Shang Mian looked at the confident physical training brother across from him and raised an eyebrow, "It's not certain who will show mercy."

Seeing that both of them had drawn their opponents, Shen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. Although they would have to play a game sooner or later, it was still much better than having everyone become opponents in the first game.

"First round, group 12, Shen Qiao, Luo Dai."

As soon as the battle list was announced, many sword cultivators who had been anxiously watching Shen Qiao all breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to each other.

"Fortunately, let these two gods fight. It would be better if they lose in the first round."

"Yeah yeah."

Luo Dai looked at Shen Qiao triumphantly, but saw Shen Qiao standing in front of the battle list, frowning as if thinking. After a while, he raised his head and looked around, then spoke with a little embarrassment,

"May I ask... where is this fellow Daoist Luo?"

Luo Dai was silent for a moment. When she saw that Shen Qiao didn't take her provocation at all, she couldn't help but grit her teeth and pointed at Shen Qiao and shouted, "Shen Qiao! Did you do this on purpose?!"

Gong Yihua watched from the side, shook his head and sighed.

Luo Dai joined in temporarily, so it was normal that this group of disciples didn't know her. Therefore, no one knew whether Shen Qiao was intentionally ignoring her or what.

"This Luo Dai... was she really brought back by Yun Zhi himself?" Yan Zun narrowed his eyes and looked at the commotion in the audience.

Que Yue shook her head. "It was Yun Zhi's spirit attendant who registered on Yun Zhi's behalf."

"Spirit Servant?" Yan Zun looked at Que Yue in surprise, "You just agreed to it?"

"otherwise?"

Yan Zun frowned, clearly not impressed by Luo Dai. "This child is easily jealous and easily angered. Although he has good talent, if he is not guided properly, he will probably make mistakes."

Que Yue looked at Yan Zun's serious and puzzled expression, and chuckled helplessly, "That's why we have to put it aside for now to feel at ease."

The rules of the selection competition are always uncertain, but this year's rules seem to be particularly different.

"Plum blossom pile?! How do we fight this?!"

A group of people looked at the uneven wooden stakes. Each one was no bigger than a palm. It would have been fine if they just walked back and forth a few times during their daily training, but this time they were actually going to fight on them?

"The rules are very simple. Each match ends when one of the two players drops the wooden stake. Those who are shortlisted need to participate in the semi-finals for ranking." Having said that, Gong Yihua looked at several disciples who had been standing together and seemed to have a good relationship.

"The time limit is half an incense stick. If neither side has eliminated anyone after the time limit has expired, both sides will be considered losers and will need to participate in the rematch according to the rules."

"This..." Several disciples looked at each other with difficulty.

Seeing that they understood, Gong Yihua looked away and said loudly, "The weapon fighting will begin now. The first group of disciples may take the stage."

Those who didn't have a turn could move around freely. It was still early for Shen Qiao's group, so Shen Qiao went to the stage to sit with Li Yue.

"Where's Junior Sister?"

"Oh, her." Li Yue nodded in one direction, "Look, they are the second group, they have already gone downstairs to wait."

Shen Qiao followed his sight and saw a tall and strong boy from a distance. Shen Qiao had some impression of this man. His name was Chen Bishan. He had earth spiritual roots. In terms of strength alone, he was one of the best in the entire outer sect.

But...Shen Qiao was not worried about anything.

"In the first group, Xu Shanshan dropped the stake first, and Zhang Zhi advanced."

Li Yue had been paying close attention to the arrangement of the plum blossom piles, so after the first match, he quietly analyzed the situation with Shen Qiao, "I think these twelve wooden piles aren't as stable as they are during training. Junior Sister Xu's last step was because she didn't control her strength well, which gave Junior Brother Zhang the opportunity to knock her down."

Shen Qiao nodded thoughtfully. "I have to keep myself stable while also distracting myself from disrupting the opponent. This year's trials seem to be more difficult than previous years."

After the two of them exchanged a few words, Shang Mian was already standing on the ring with his opponent Chen Bishan.

As soon as the competition started, Shang Mian took action first and relied on his agility to jump onto the highest wooden stake.

Although Chen Bishan was not faster than Shang Mian, his advantage was his large size. Every step he took was very solid. After climbing up in just a few steps, he managed to firmly place his feet on the originally shaky wooden stakes.

"This...is this also possible?" Xu Shanshan, who had just been eliminated, held her iron stick with an unwilling look on her face.

Gong Yihua smiled and said, "If I can do it with my own ability, of course I can."

Xu Shanshan pouted in dissatisfaction and shook her head, then turned around to prepare for the resurrection match.

On the stage, Shang Mian and Chen Bishan fought several times but there was not much progress. Although Shang Mian was fast, he was not as strong as Chen Bishan after all. Although he hit Chen Bishan with one move several times, he did not cause much damage to Chen Bishan.

Seeing that the attempts hadn't had much of an impact, and Shang Mian had begun to lose strength, Chen Bishan felt more at ease. He then shouted at Shang Mian with an arrogant smile, "I won't even need to use my double hammers to fight you! Junior Sister Shang! How about you just admit defeat?"

Shang Mian stood firmly on the stake, panting slightly, but still maintaining his composure, "It's not certain who will lose or take it."

Chen Bishan laughed heartily and said "Okay" loudly. The next second, he jumped up without caring about anything else, completely ignoring Shang Mian's tickling punches and kicks.

"Not good." Li Yue couldn't help but worry about Shang Mian.

Shen Qiao didn't react much. Seeing Li Yue's nervousness, he said meaningfully, "Junior Sister, you can't lose."

Li Yue looked at Shen Qiao in confusion, "Why are you so sure?"

Shen Qiao smiled and said, "Senior Sister, just watch over it with peace of mind."

While they were talking, Chen Bishan had already reached the top. Shang Mian had no way to retreat and could only face the enemy head-on. Chen Bishan saw Shang Mian's predicament clearly and could not help but taunt him:

"Hahahaha! Junior Sister Shang, you lost!"

Shang Mian looked at Chen Bishan with vigilance as he rushed out with his fist clenched, but suddenly revealed an unfriendly smile.

"You're the loser, big guy."