The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"So it's a tribulation?"

Speaking of transcending tribulation, Wan Jinan recalled the time when Jiang Yingxue burned down the entire First Peak. Thinking about it now, Jiang Yingxue must have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage at that time.

So he immediately said to the others, "See? From now on, when you feel like you're about to break through, you should learn from them and quickly hide in the mountains and forests to meditate. Don't stay indoors. Otherwise, you might blow up someone else's building."

Jiang Yingxue knew that Master had a hidden agenda, so she quickly used her serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat for him: "I understand, Master. Please eat quickly, or the food will get cold soon."

After they finished eating, they went back to their rooms.

The next morning, Wan Jinan went out to draw lots for the official competition.

After getting the results, he immediately returned to the inn and woke everyone up one by one. But when he arrived at Yan Chuan's room, no matter how hard he knocked on the door, there was no response.

"That's really weird, Yan Chuan wouldn't stay in bed!"

Wan Jinan thought something was wrong, so he exerted some strength and kicked the door open.

However, the room was empty and the quilt was folded like a piece of tofu and placed on the bed.

"Strange, where are the people..."

Wan Jinan stood at the door, his eyes scanning the room. Just as he was about to go in to check, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him: "Master, what are you doing?"

Wan Jinan was startled and quickly turned around: "Hey, I'm sorry, you were nowhere to be seen so early in the morning. I thought something had happened to you."

Yan Chuan was standing there in plain clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his expression was calm as usual, which was in sharp contrast to Wan Jinan's anxiety.

But that faint smile revealed a hint of confusion: "How could anything happen to me?"

"I'm glad you're okay. Come to my room and I'll talk to you guys about the next game."

Inside the room, Wan Jinan proudly placed the lot he had drawn in front of the others: "Your next game is tomorrow."

"Tomorrow!?" Chu Ying looked surprised. "Even hanging yourself would take a breath, how come the next one starts tomorrow?"

"There are many teams and time is limited, so the teams that pass the preliminaries first will be drawn first. This is normal."

After saying that, Wan Jinan raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, the team I picked this time is not as difficult as the Liaoyuan Sect."

Yan Chuan: "Who did you pick?"

"Guang Zhao Sect. I've inquired about it. The four members of their sect are all in the early Jindan stage. Once we enter the official competition, all matches will be team competitions, which means that the four of you will play together. Even though the opponent has four Jindan stage members, we also have one in the late Jindan stage and one in the early Yuanying stage. This gives us a good chance of winning, don't you agree?"

The four of them looked at each other.

Then, Chu Ying's mouth twitched: "Come to think of it, we haven't tried playing together yet? Is it really okay..."

Wan Jinan immediately waved his hand. "Don't worry. After all, the four of you have been practicing on the same training ground. You know each other thoroughly and know each other's strengths, weaknesses, and fighting styles. The four of you will be able to work together perfectly! I have confidence in you. For now, let's discuss your positions and division of labor."

He walked over to the table and tapped it lightly with his fingertips, as if sketching a strategic map. "Cooperation on the field is crucial. Only with proper positioning can you be invincible in the confrontation. Yanchuan, Yingxue, you two have high cultivation and strong attack power, so it's most appropriate for you to be at the front. Your task is to suppress the opponent, quickly consume the enemy's physical strength and attention, and use your speed and attack power to create pressure."

Wan Jinan then looked at Cen Yizi, a thoughtful look on his face. "Yizi, your wind attribute excels at supporting, especially in strategic planning and controlling the enemy. Your position in the middle is most suitable, allowing you to observe the situation while providing support to the front, disrupting and controlling the enemy at any time as needed."

He paused for a moment and turned his gaze to Chu Ying: "Chu Ying, you stand at the back. In case of any emergency, you can react and defend in time to ensure that we will not be broken through by the enemy."

Wan Jinan's tone was filled with confidence. He believed that his arrangements were very appropriate. "This way, the four of you will have a clear division of labor. Everyone knows their responsibilities, ensuring that everything goes smoothly. I believe you will achieve good results in tomorrow's competition."

Somehow, Jiang Yingxue felt a little uneasy when she saw Wan Jinan's confident look.

Isn't this a proper flag setting...

The official competition venue is located in a magnificent tower with six floors. Every time a team wins a game, they move up one floor to compete with the next team.

Because it is a team competition, today's arena is obviously much larger than yesterday's preliminaries. Entering the tower, the hall is circular with a huge stone platform in the center, inlaid with complex patterns.

The hall is surrounded by iron fences, and each corner can accommodate a large number of spectators. They watch the game from the high platform outside the fence. At this moment, the cheers from the audience seats have resounded throughout the hall.

Four people from Xianyun Sect walked onto the stage, and then four people from Guangzhao Sect on the opposite side also walked up.

Four women walked onto the stage. They were tall, clad in silver battle robes, and their movements were in unison. Most astonishingly, their faces were identical. Their features, figures, even the slightly curved corners of their mouths and the cold, sharp look in their eyes were all copied.

Jiang Yingxue was stunned for a moment: "This time it shouldn't be a mask, right? Quadruplets?"

An inexplicable tension quickly spread through the air of the arena. Suddenly, the four opponents shouted simultaneously, their voices clear and sharp, instantly causing exclamations and whispers from the audience.

"what!"

"We are the Four Flame Sisters of the Illumination Sect!"

The four of them spoke in unison, like a storm. As the words fell, they exchanged glances in tacit understanding, then simultaneously waved their hands and swung out a long sword.

Their movements were incredibly swift, like a perfectly functioning machine. Every draw and swing of the sword was closely coordinated, without the slightest error.

"Please enlighten me!"

As the swords were unsheathed, the four men shouted in unison, their tone cold and decisive, leaving the Xianyun Sect members stunned.

It has to be said that these four people are very imposing, but when Jiang Yingxue heard the name of the Four Flame Sisters, she was so embarrassed that she almost scratched her toes out of the three-bedroom apartment.

How strong their faith must be to be able to shout out this name in front of so many people...

Generally speaking, people with such strong beliefs will succeed in everything they do. Although these four are in the early Jindan stage, Jiang Yingxue always feels that these four sisters will be difficult to deal with...