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

The second martial arts test was scheduled to be held at the Xianyun Sect’s martial arts arena.

The peak masters from the first to fifth peaks were all present for today's competition. They sat on a high platform only ten meters away from the competition stage, observing the performance of the disciples from above.

At the hour of Chen, the examiner stood in the center of the arena on time and began to draw the first group of candidates for the first round of competition. The examination officially began.

An hour later, the examiner finally announced, "Next match, number 33, Huang Biao, will face number 120, Jiang Yingxue!"

After hearing her name, Jiang Yingxue took a beautiful sword and jumped onto the arena from the right side in a few steps.

The man named Huang Biao entered the arena from the left side.

On the high platform of the first peak, a man with simple clothes, white hair and a youthful face hooked his finger at Yan Chuan who was standing beside him.

Upon seeing this, Yan Chuan immediately stepped forward and bowed his head: "Master, are you looking for me?"

"That girl named Jiang Yingxue, I remember her first choice was our First Peak, right?"

"Yes."

"I heard this guy got full marks on the written test, and he has a top-grade ice spirit root?"

"Yes, but I was born weak and it is difficult for me to practice, so I don't have much cultivation."

"Is that so... It's a shame, but you can keep an eye on it."

"Okay." Although Yan Chuan responded like this, he didn't think highly of Jiang Yingxue.

According to convention, the two people competing should first make a brief introduction.

On this side, Jiang Yingxue saw that the other party was still reluctant to speak, so she introduced herself first.

"My name is Jiang Yingxue, and I'm in the early stages of Qi Refining. Please give me some guidance."

Huang Biao, standing across from her, had originally maintained a calm demeanor. However, the moment he saw Jiang Yingxue, his entire face flushed red, as if it had been roasted. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he stuttered, "I am... Huang Biao, in the middle stage of the Qi Refining Stage."

After that, Huang Biao took a deep breath and said as if he had made some important decision: "Miss Jiang, you are so beautiful, I really don't want to hurt you...How about Miss Jiang, you give up?"

Jiang Yingxue's eyes nearly rolled up in anger when she heard this. Not to mention that she had already achieved her Golden Core yesterday, even if she was really only in the early stages of Qi Refining, she could definitely fight against someone in the middle stages. Who was she looking down on?

Jiang Yingxue curled her lips and said aggrievedly, "If I give up now, I will only get zero points in this round of exam..."

Huang Biao quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, Miss Jiang!" Huang Biao quickly compensated: "Think about it, there are a total of 320 candidates, so the first round of examinations will screen out 160 candidates. In other words, 160 candidates will get zero points in this exam. You are not alone, Miss Jiang, there is no need to be afraid."

At this point, Huang Biao's face once again showed a smug look, and his voice became even more eager. "And think about it, you're so beautiful. Even if you can't enter the Xianyun Sect, there will be a lot of people rushing to marry you. You don't have to worry about your future at all. If you are worried, I, Huang Biao, hereby promise that when I return from the Xianyun Sect in four years after completing my studies, I will definitely marry you in a sedan chair carried by eight people!"

As soon as Huang Biao uttered these "lofty aspirations," the surrounding students burst into laughter. Some covered their mouths with their hands, unable to stand up straight, while others wore expressions of disdain. Chu Ying, standing nearby, clenched her fists in fury, her eyes blazing with anger. She cursed inwardly: Who dares to speak so arrogantly here? What a toad dreaming of eating swan meat!

Jiang Yingxue took a deep breath, her heart speechless to the extreme. Her eyes flushed slightly, and her tone became more aggrieved. "Thank you so much for your kindness, sir. Unfortunately, I am weak and must practice the Xianyun Sect's techniques to survive. If I can't enter the Xianyun Sect, Xue'er will die..."

She paused deliberately and looked at Huang Biao pitifully. "Mr. Huang, from your tone just now, I know you must be a good person. You can't bear to see me die of illness because I can't enter the Xianyun Sect, right? You are so understanding. Why don't you give up the fight this time and let me take the initiative, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in Jiang Yingxue's tone, and her voice was weak, as if she would burst into tears at any moment.

Huang Biao immediately retorted, "How can that be? If I give up, I'll get zero points."

Jiang Yingxue looked even more aggrieved when she heard this: "Didn't Mr. Huang say it himself? Even if you get zero points for giving up, there are still 160 candidates who got zero points this time. Aren't you alone?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her expression was so innocent that Huang Biao was speechless.

"This, this, this... this is different. I'm in the middle stage of the Qi Refining Stage, and you're in the early stage. I'd win if we fought each other. I only gave you advice because I didn't want you to get hurt. You can't turn the tables on me!"

"It seems that Master Huang is unwilling to help me. That's okay, let's have a fair fight."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yingxue twisted her wrist and unsheathed her feather-light sword. A cold light flashed, and the blade was as cool as autumn water, complementing her white dress beautifully.

Huang Biao saw that she was advancing instead of retreating, and he felt helpless. "Alas, Miss Jiang, you really don't understand my good intentions. Well, since you insist on suffering, I have no choice but to oblige you."

After saying that, Huang Biao raised his weapon and rushed towards Jiang Yingxue.

Huang Biao's weapon was an axe. He raised the axe, leaped forward, and his figure instantly rose higher.

His goal was clear. He intended to block all of Jiang Yingxue's escape routes with absolute force from top to bottom, and wanted to end the battle with this one blow.

However, at the moment when Huang Biao took off into the air, Jiang Yingxue was not at all panicked.

The chill in her eyes grew stronger, as if the temperature of the air around her had suddenly dropped. She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her sword slightly, and a thin layer of frost suddenly condensed on the tip of the sword.

"Watch out!" Huang Biao shouted angrily, and the axe in his hand continued to chop towards Jiang Yingxue.

Jiang Yingxue lightly tapped her toes, and at the instant Huang Biao's axe fell, she leaped lightly into the air, dodging silently like a snowflake. Simultaneously, she swung her longsword rapidly, its light like ice, slashing towards Huang Biao with a biting chill. Huang Biao was startled, having not expected Jiang Yingxue's agility. He couldn't retract his axe in time, and could only hastily duck to the side.

But the moment he dodged, the cold air quickly condensed into icicles around him, and the air around him seemed frozen. Huang Biao was unable to react, and his legs were instantly wrapped in frost, slowing his movements. He looked down and found that his feet were sealed by a thick layer of ice crystals, making it impossible to move.

"How is that possible!" Huang Biao's face suddenly changed, and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes. He looked up at Jiang Yingxue, but found that she was already standing in front of him with ease, and the long sword still exuded a cold aura.