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

Jiang Yingxue looked at Huang Biao's embarrassment and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Mr. Huang, I forgot to say. Although I am in the early stage of Qi Refining, I have a top-grade single spiritual root. Although I am weak, I will have no problem defeating you if I try my best."

Her voice was soft and light, as if she was just chatting casually, but the long sword in her hand moved slightly, and the cold tip of the sword moved closer to Huang Biao's neck.

Huang Biao felt a chill in his neck, as if the tip of a sword had pierced his skin. His face paled with fear, and his initial reluctance instantly turned to utter terror. "I surrender! I surrender! You win, you win..." His voice trembled, and he quickly raised his hand to admit defeat.

In the arena, swords and knives have no eyes and life and death are not important. He still understands this principle.

After hearing Huang Biao admit defeat, the examiner on the side quickly jumped onto the arena and announced, "This competition, number 120, Jiang Yingxue, wins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the frost on Huang Biao's legs melted instantly. After his legs were free, Huang Biao immediately collapsed to the ground, not daring to have the slightest thought of showing off.

Elsewhere, Jiang Yingxue gently swung her sword, its aura subsiding. Suddenly, a trace of fatigue appeared on her face. She delicately raised her hand to wipe the nonexistent beads of sweat from her forehead, her movements gentle and slow, as if the recent victory had sapped her of immense energy. She gently held her forehead, a look of helplessness and fatigue between her brows, as if she was forcing herself to stand despite the discomfort.

After all, she didn't want others to think that she won the game easily.

This look instantly caused countless exclamations in the eyes of the people in the audience.

"Miss Jiang is truly gifted. She can actually win at the early stage of Qi Refining!"

"Yeah, she looked so weak, yet she was able to defeat Huang Biao, who was in the middle stage of Qi Refining. It's unbelievable..."

"But this match probably exhausted her strength. Look at how weak she looks. It's such a pity. I wonder if she can handle the next one."

Seeing this, Chu Ying hurried to the arena and helped Jiang Yingxue down: "Yingxue, are you okay?"

Jiang Yingxue slowly shook her head: "It's okay, luckily Huang Biao admitted defeat quickly. I don't think my magic skills will last long."

"But your performance just now was truly amazing! After you take the Soul-Restoring Pill and recover, I believe you will be a martial arts prodigy!"

On the high platform of the first peak, the peak master stared at Jiang Yingxue, unable to take his eyes off her.

He frowned and looked at Yan Chuan beside him: "Yan Chuan, do you think Jiang Yingxue is really only in the early stage of Qi Refining?"

Yan Chuan said truthfully: "I guess she has no reason to lie."

"But look at her proficiency in casting spells and her fluency in wielding a sword. She doesn't look like a newbie at all, does she?"

"Master, are you interested in her?"

"You can observe it more." After saying that, the man picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip.

Elsewhere, Chu Ying finally helped Jiang Yingxue to her seat, then heard the examiner say, "The next match will be between No. 57 Chu Ying and No. 88 Xiao Tianliu!"

Chu Ying was stunned when she heard this. "Huh? Xiao Tianliu? Isn't he the one who looked down on me and stood up for He Qingfeng not long ago? What a coincidence!"

Chu Ying said this while rubbing her hands together, and then she said to Jiang Yingxue beside her, "Yingxue, you take a break first. I'll finish this quickly! I'll be there shortly!"

After saying that, Chu Ying quickly jumped onto the arena without any weapons.

Xiao Tianliu put his sword behind his back, glanced at Chu Ying with disdain, and then said, "Oh, Miss Chu, what a coincidence, why don't you bring any weapons?"

"I'm just hitting you, even with my bare hands!"

"Tsk! How arrogant! I advise you to prepare seriously. Don't forget, if your final score is lower than Brother He's, you will have to bark like a dog."

"I don't know if I need to learn to bark like a dog, but I think you look a lot like He Qingfeng's dog. How come you recognize your master so quickly and start protecting him before we even start fighting?"

"You bitch, do you have the guts to say that again!?"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, the examiner hurriedly reminded them, "Both of you should introduce yourselves quickly. Don't delay the rest of the time!"

Xiao Tianliu then cleared his throat reluctantly: "My name is Xiao Tianliu, in the late Qi Refining Stage."

Chu Ying curled the corners of her lips: "Chu Ying, I'm in the early stages of foundation building, please give me some advice."

Xiao Tianliu was stunned when he heard this: "Aren't you also in the late Qi Refining Stage? When did you establish your foundation?"

"When do you care about me? What? Are you scared?" There was a hint of provocation in Chu Ying's eyes.

Xiao Tianliu obviously didn't believe it and clicked his tongue twice: "Chu Ying, don't lie about your rank just for the sake of vanity."

"Wouldn't it be easy to tell if I lied by just beating me?"

After saying this, Chu Ying was already ready to fight.

"Okay, you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish. I'm going to kill you today! Life and death are irrelevant in the competition, watch out for my sword!" A fierce look flashed in Xiao Tianliu's eyes, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed. The sword light flashed, and he attacked Chu Ying.

At this moment, Chu Ying raised her hands slightly, and with her mental power, the surrounding trees swayed gently, and the wood-attributed spiritual energy quickly condensed and turned into a root-like vine, moving forward to block Xiao Tianliu's sword.

"Want to use magic to block my sword? Dream on!" Xiao Tianliu sneered, without slowing down his sword, he slashed down fiercely.

But just as the sword was about to touch the vines, Chu Ying's wood-attribute spell suddenly erupted, and the vines grew instantly, quickly wrapping around Xiao Tianliu's sword, instantly weakening his attack power.

Xiao Tianliu opened his eyes wide in surprise. Feeling the force restraining the sword, he panicked, "Impossible! Have you really established your foundation?"

"What else?" Chu Ying seized the opportunity and leaped up, her hands making complex hand gestures in the air. Two vines rose from the ground and attacked Xiao Tianliu. Soon, Xiao Tianliu's entire body was bound by the vines, and he could not move.

"This little girl is really not simple!"

"As expected of a daughter from an aristocratic family. Even though it's a newly emerged family, their strength is evident!"

The audience around were amazed and watched the battle on the arena intently.

"How about it? I told you I can beat you with my bare hands, right? Do you admit defeat?"

Xiao Tianliu was still furious at the moment: "I don't admit it! What can you do to me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Ying punched the other person in the face: "You don't admit it, right? Then you'll have to suffer for it slowly!"

After saying that, Chu Ying tightened her grip on the vines even more. Worse still, thorns began to sprout from them. Scared, Xiao Tianliu quickly changed her tune: "I give up, I give up! Please remove your vines immediately!"

After hearing this, the examiner announced loudly: "This competition, No. 57 Chu Ying wins!"

After hearing this, Chu Ying proudly made a face at Xiao Tianliu, and then retracted the vines.

Then she hurried back to Jiang Yingxue.