I was forced to leave the world of immortal cultivation after being transformed into a loser.

After receiving Chi Yonghao's reply, he swiftly took out a jade bottle, filled it with four soul-nourishing pills and handed it to Gu Liyue.

"Master agreed."

Gu Liyue took it, said hello and left.

In the main hall of Tongtian Peak, several big men watched Gu Liyue take the four pills and leave, each with their own thoughts in their minds.

Feng Qingyi was satisfied, Ying Fulin felt a little more balanced, Chi Yonghao's mouth twitched slightly, and Huo Shiyong thought about the morning's test on Gu Liyue's talisman drawing. Fortunately, the rule stipulated that only one could be drawn.

The dean felt that Gu Liyue liked spirit stones, but he also had a proper way of obtaining them.

Yin Chuixue searched her memory for information about Chi Yonghao. She exclaimed, "Second Brother, I remember that when you reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, you could only refine fourth-tier pills. Should I remember correctly? This Gu Liyue actually..."

Chi Yonghao nodded: "You have a good memory. That's why I want to take her as my personal disciple."

Huo Shiyong stood up, holding a talisman in his hand. It was the Nine-Bead Thunder Talisman that Gu Liyue had drawn.

He coughed, drawing everyone's attention to himself and said, "This is the talisman drawn by Gu Liyue, a fourth-level Nine-Bead Thunder Talisman."

Everyone was shocked again.

Feng Qingyi said calmly, "The sword test hasn't started yet! Can we wait until it's over before we talk?"

Gongsun Xun said, "After all the assessments are completed, we can discuss Gu Liyue's affiliation!"

Feng Qingyi added, "Speaking of which, should we change the content of the swordsmanship assessment? Make it more prominent in highlighting the fighting ability of talented students."

Chi Yonghao and Huo Shiyong: "..."

Could it be that he wanted to find more excuses to compete for Gu Liyue?

Gongsun Xun frowned, then raised his lips slightly: "You arrange for the selection of personal disciples to be more intense."

So the next day, when the disciples who had signed up for the kendo exam arrived at the square of Lingxiao Peak, they saw ten arenas set up in the square.

Nie Hengzhou was standing on a high platform in the square, looking down at these new students, his eyes lingering on Gu Liyue for two breaths.

He cleared his throat and said, "Today we begin the Kendo test. The Kendo test is mainly to test everyone's combat capabilities."

"The assessment will be conducted in an elimination system. Students will compete in pairs. The losers will be eliminated, and the winners will remain and compete in a second elimination round until the top five are determined. A round-robin tournament will then be held to determine the rankings."

Gu Liyue thought: It's because the previous part said we can't lose, because losing would determine our ranking. This forced everyone to give their all right from the start.

Nie Hengzhou then said, "During the competition, you are not allowed to use talismans, formations, or spirit beasts, nor are you allowed to take elixirs on the stage. As for weapons, you are not limited to swords; you may use any weapons you normally use."

"Anyone who verbally admits defeat or falls off the ring will be considered the loser. Killing is prohibited."

Standing next to Gu Liyue were Xiao Ju, Wen Qinnuan, and Xiahou Jingrong. They all signed up for the kendo exam.

After hearing the rules, Xiahou Jingrong smiled and said, "This assessment is quite user-friendly. I even went out of my way to find a sword for the assessment, but it seems I won't need it."

Gu Liyue thought of Xiahou Jingrong's big Guandao, and wondered if she had any chance of winning against Xiahou Jingrong.

Gu Liyue looked at Xiao Ju again and said, "Xiao Ju, I haven't seen your weapon yet. I heard that the spirit sword isn't your usual weapon. What is your weapon?"

Wen Qinnuan also looked over curiously.

Xiao Ju scratched his shaved head a little embarrassedly and said, "Wait until I get on stage, and you'll know."

Wen Qinnuan raised an eyebrow and said, "So mysterious!"

Nie Hengzhou spoke again, and the surroundings fell silent.

"There are one hundred and fifty-eight students applying for the swordsmanship exam this year. Your ranking numbers for the first round will be displayed on your name tags. The ones digit corresponds to the arena number, with zero being arena number ten. Those with the same number will be competing against each other in the same round, so please take note."

As Nie Hengzhou spoke, he raised his hand, and some light spots fell on the disciples' nameplates, transforming into a number.

Gu Liyue looked at her name tag, which showed 65. She was at the back of the group, with a total of 79 groups in the first round.

Xiao Ju, Xiahou Jingrong and Wen Qinnuan's ranking numbers are 42, 8 and 26 respectively.

The rankings of several people were far apart, so they decided to support their friend, and the four of them walked to the eighth stage.

I heard the Lingxiao Peak disciple acting as referee say, "The student who got number eight can go on stage."

Xiahou Jingrong jumped onto the stage, and at the same time there came a female cultivator in red. She was tall and thin, but she was holding a heavy sword in her hand. Xiahou Jingrong's Guandao appeared in his hand.

When the female cultivator in red saw that the other party had drawn his weapon, she started fighting without saying a word. She rushed to Xiahou Jingrong and swung her heavy sword with all her might. Xiahou Jingrong had no choice but to raise his sword to block.

The sword strike from the red-clothed female cultivator exerted considerable pressure, and Xiahou Jingrong was caught off guard and nearly fell to his knees.

He mobilized his spiritual power and focused it on the broadsword. With a powerful thrust, he pushed the red-robed female cultivator aside, then slashed horizontally, the spiritual energy-laden blade slashing towards the red-robed female cultivator. The female cultivator had no choice but to temporarily avoid the blade and retreat several steps.

She had originally thought she'd strike first, but she hadn't expected to face such a formidable opponent in her first round. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the blow. She thrust her heavy sword vertically into the ring, blocking the blade's energy, only to feel the shock numbing her palms.

There was no suspense in this match. The female cultivator in red was finally knocked off the ring by a big knife.

Then the four of them came to stage number six and waited for Wen Qinnuan to come on stage.

By the way, I watched the fight between No. 16 on the ring. It was quite intense. I saw the light of spiritual power flashing everywhere, and there were also sounds of bang, clang, and ping-pong.

Gu Liyue found it quite interesting.

Looking closely, I found that one of the people on the stage was actually holding an alchemy furnace as a weapon, and he used it quite skillfully. I watched him swing the furnace, which looked twice the size of an ordinary alchemy furnace, and hammer it hard. The opponent was beaten black and blue, and was finally knocked out of the ring by one blow.

Xiao Ju's eyes widened as he watched, and he kept saying, "Fuck, this works, so simple and crude!"

Then Wen Qinnuan came on stage, and Gu Liyue gave her a cheering gesture.

Although she didn't quite understand, she smiled back.

She took out her soft sword and looked at her opponent, who was a male cultivator who happened to be holding a sword. The sword was silver-white and flashed with a cold light. It was obvious at a glance that it was extremely sharp.

The two fought for dozens of rounds. The male cultivator's sword was sharp and always hit the vital points. Wen Qinnuan was flexible and able to avoid the vital points and resist every time.

Xiao Ju and the others were anxious watching from the audience, feeling that Wen Qinnuan was going to lose.

Gu Liyue, however, became calmer the more she looked at him.

Every time the male cultivator was about to defeat Wen Qinnuan, but she tried to dodge the attack, he became impatient and a little anxious.

Wen Qinnuan concentrated her spiritual power in her right hand, and swung the sword along with the spiritual power out. The male cultivator was knocked back a few steps.

Wen Qinnuan channeled the spiritual power into her legs, flew forward, and stabbed and poked with the soft sword. The opponent fell off the stage in order to avoid the sword energy.