Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

After all the winners were decided on the stages, the final ten were designated as defenders according to their level of cultivation.

Among the outwardly manifested cultivation levels, the lowest is the disciples in the early stages of foundation building, excluding Chu He who has established his foundation in Heavenly Dao.

Because Fang Huawu was the only outer disciple who advanced to the defending competition, she and her direct disciples Leng Zhuxin and Chen Wei were all in it.

Then let them go on stage to draw lots to determine the ring that each person would guard.

The defense competition will start tomorrow morning. After drawing lots, everyone went to the cafeteria to have a meal together.

Leng Zhuxin briefly introduced Jiang Baimo to Chen Wei and Chu He, using his fake name Ning Yuebai.

Jiang Baimo politely called out "Senior Brother Chu" and "Senior Sister Chen" and then followed Leng Zhuxin in silence.

I went to the cafeteria and just had a few bites.

After coming out, because there was no accommodation for inner disciples on the Sect Master Peak, Gu Wangchen thought of letting Jiang Baimo and Chu He stay temporarily on Jian Peak.

Jiang Baimo was reluctant, and raised his head to ask Leng Zhuxin: "Senior Sister Leng, can I live next to you? I just joined the sect and you are the only one I am familiar with."

He didn't want to live there not because he was unfamiliar with the people in the sect, but because there were too many people and too many eyes.

Leng Zhu wanted him to recover his cultivation as quickly as possible to attract Changkong Hao's attention, and naturally he also thought it would be easier to help him if he was closer.

But the Sect Master Peak doesn’t belong to her alone, so she still needs to ask Gu Wangchen and Gu Yanhuai.

Gu Yanhuai had no objection to this. Gu Wangchen was still wary of Jiang Baimo and didn't want Jiang Baimo to be too close to Leng Zhuxin, so he arranged for him to stay next to his residence.

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After Leng Zhuxin settled Jiang Baimo, she gave him a bottle of detoxification pills and a small bottle of cold pond spiritual water.

The spiritual water of the cold pond is extremely precious, even to Jiang Baimo, who is from the upper realm.

He was a little embarrassed to accept it, but his current injury really required it.

With a slightly blushing face, she took the two bottles in her hands, took two steps back, bowed slightly, and said thank you, "Thank you, Senior Sister Leng. I will definitely repay you in the future."

Leng Zhuxin could see that Jiang Baimo was sincere in what he said, and she also knew that Jiang Baimo must have something good in his hands, so she did not refuse. She nodded and told him to have a good rest before returning to her own courtyard.

Because we had been in the Xuanling Forest for three days, and with Jiang Baimo around, it was difficult to enter the space.

So after Leng Zhuxin entered, he first took a bath in the cold pool specially used for bathing, and then had a good sleep to replenish his energy.

When I woke up, it was already dawn. I left the space and watered the spiritual herbs in the yard. I practiced sword in the yard for a while, and after warming up, I set off for Qingxuan Square.

There were only a few scattered disciples in the square at this time, and Leng Zhuxin drew the ring number eight.

She no longer sat in the stands, but took out a cushioned chair from her storage ring and placed it on the stage, closing her eyes slightly and waiting for the start.

The morning sun penetrated the clouds and shone on her, as if giving her a layer of golden light.

When the sun rises in the east, the spiritual energy is extremely rich. Leng Zhuxin can feel the spiritual energy rushing into his body even when he is lying on the recliner.

In the eyes of other disciples, she was sleeping soundly on the arena, but in fact she was not idle. The Shen Bing Heart Method was running in circles in her body.

It wasn't until the gong sounded three times that she blinked in the sunlight.

At this time, the sun had risen completely. The sunlight was a little dazzling, and it was a little unbearable to open your eyes suddenly. Leng Zhuxin raised her hand and gently covered her eyes. She only opened her eyes completely after adapting to the sunlight.

Knowing that there should be many people challenging her today, she put the recliner and the cushion into the storage ring, and stood in the middle of the arena holding the Feishuang Sword.

The rule of the defending competition is that all disciples can challenge the defender. As long as they knock the original defender off the stage, they will become the next defender and face the challenge of the next disciple.

Finally, after all the more than one hundred disciples who competed in the melee have come on stage, the defenders still standing on the ten stages will be the final winners.

If no one challenges him, after three days, the defender on the ring will naturally advance to the top ten.

The top ten in the inner gate competition will receive rewards, and the value of the prizes will gradually decrease from the highest to the lowest.

The disciples will not blindly go on stage to challenge, but will choose the most secure arena.

The last person to enter the arena will consume the least spiritual and physical energy, so generally those who first enter the arena to challenge are those with low cultivation, who just try to show their faces in front of the elders and improve their ranking.

Among the ten arenas, the first one to be challenged was Arena No. 6 where Fang Huawu was.

Fang Huawu was injured during the outer sect competition and was targeted by the inner sect disciples in yesterday's melee. It took a lot of effort for him to successfully advance, so in the eyes of other disciples who want to challenge him, he is undoubtedly the easiest.

The disciple who challenged Fang Huawu was in the early stage of foundation building. He just pressed the disciple card in his hand onto the barrier of the arena, and the barrier slowly opened, allowing him to enter the arena.

As soon as he came on stage, he drew out his natal sword, looked at Fang Huawu with contempt, and even directly told Fang Huawu to go down on her own, so as to avoid getting injured in a fight and being kicked off the stage.

Fang Huawu did not say a word in the face of his humiliation, but just looked at him coldly.

He gripped the magic sword tightly in his hand and attacked him instantly.

Although this move was just a test, the action was very neat and quick.

The disciple who challenged Fang Huawu was still chattering away when he was suddenly attacked. He instantly panicked when he saw the tip of the sword.

Although he dodged the attack successfully, he no longer looked confident of victory. Instead, he was furious and said, "You, Junior Sister, are too treacherous. You actually attacked me by surprise. I warned you with good intentions, fearing that my sword would injure your face. But you took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me. If that's the case, I won't show any mercy to you anymore!"

Fang Huawu still didn't say anything and attacked again. Her moves became more and more fierce, catching the disciples who challenged her off guard. They could only wave their swords in panic to block.

Leng Zhuxin was almost certain of Fang Huawu's victory at this point. The disciple challenging Fang Huawu was not only arrogant and underestimated the outer disciples, but also lacked actual combat ability. Furthermore, Fang Huawu didn't react to his words and instead attacked him calmly, causing him to lose his composure and completely distort his attack. There was no way he could defeat Fang Huawu's attack.

Sure enough, after Fang Huawu used the Jinghong style, the disciple was knocked back to the bottom of the ring, stirring up a cloud of dust.

What he had just said to Fang Hua Wu became the reason for others to laugh at him, and in the end he could only run away with his tail between his legs.