After her senior sister was reborn, she actually became a powerful and arrogant protagonist?!

After searching several more times, I still couldn't find it.

Although Chu Luobai felt regretful, this was someone else's territory, so he could only let it go.

Our attention returns to the center of the competition, where several rounds of combat have already taken place.

"Senior sister, do you know anyone in this sect?"

Qiu Lin asked, surprised that his senior sister had connections with someone from such a small sect.

"No, is the competition almost over? Where did Zhao Jingren go?"

Chu Luobai came to her senses and found that the seat next to her was empty; Zhao Jingren was nowhere to be seen.

"Senior Brother Zhao said he was too bored watching it, so he went to find a quiet place nearby to cultivate for a while."

This is someone else's sect, isn't Zhao Jingren afraid of angering them?

Chu Luobai felt somewhat helpless.

"But now it's the last game, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Seeing this, Qiu Lin quickly comforted him.

Boom!

The sound of gongs and drums rang out.

The final match begins.

Chu Luobai regained her composure and focused her gaze on the man and woman on the stage.

A battle between a mid-stage Refinement Spirit cultivator and an early-stage Refinement Spirit cultivator isn't really that interesting.

Compared to the previous battle between Chu Luobai and Xiao Xuancheng, this was far inferior in every aspect.

Even Qiu Lin, who was trying to learn, found himself getting sleepy while reading.

"I could give this female cultivator some pointers later; perhaps the future revitalization of the Flowing Shadow Sword Sect will depend on her."

Chu Luobai looked at the female disciple in the square, whose face was tense and whose moves were clean and neat, and felt a sense of regret for her talent.

The two exchanged blows for a long time before the female disciple seized an opportunity and held her sword to her opponent's neck.

From this point on, the outcome was decided.

A hint of approval flashed in Chu Luobai's eyes. She could tell that this female disciple had not actually used her full strength.

On the contrary, the disciple on the other side, who was in the mid-stage of the Divine Refinement realm, was somewhat stretched thin.

"Hmm? Why hasn't the outcome been announced yet?"

Chu Luobai was somewhat curious.

Clang.

The longsword hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The disciple, whose throat was being held by the sword, threw the sword to the ground and revealed an ambiguous smile.

That expression could be described as doting.

Then he spoke softly.

"Junior sister, I admit defeat. You win this time."

Upon hearing this, Chu Luobai frowned, but the surrounding disciples inexplicably began to applaud.

"What kind of statement is that?"

Qiu Lin was also completely confused.

Are they applauding the loser?

On the stage, the female disciple's pretty face was slightly cold, and her eyes were somewhat gloomy.

The sword tip remained stubbornly pointed at the opponent's neck.

"No, I won."

A clear female voice rang out in the room, and in an instant all other sounds vanished completely.

Chu Luobai subconsciously looked towards where the elders were.

Sure enough, the expressions on the faces of the three elders were rather unpleasant.

"Nan Yue, your senior brother has already admitted defeat, why are you still so competitive?"

Lou Jiming stood up abruptly, his face grim.

"Get down here right now! Don't embarrass yourselves in front of our distinguished guests."

Nanyue!

Upon hearing this name, Chu Luobai subconsciously looked at the petite and adorable female cultivator in the center of the platform, whose baby fat seemed to have not yet completely disappeared.

I originally thought that a female cultivator who could cripple her own cultivation would be someone with a fierce aura and overwhelming pressure.

Unexpectedly, this person is such a harmless individual.

Hearing Lou Jiming's reprimand, Nan Yue pursed her lips, her eyes filled with stubbornness.

"I won fair and square, why should you say I won?"

"If Senior Brother Xue Xuan feels that my victory was unfair, we can have another match."

"Nan Yue! Don't be so arrogant just because you have some talent!"

Lou Jiming slammed his hand on the table, his tone stern.

"Junior sister, it's just a match, don't be childish and upset the elder."

Xue Xuan still had a gentle and doting expression, and even reached out to rub Nan Yue's head.

This action inexplicably made Chu Luobai feel a little uncomfortable.

The interaction between the two was not like the pure camaraderie between herself and Qiu Lin.

Especially Xue Xuan's expression, which carried a nauseating aggressiveness.

Nan Yue also clearly felt uncomfortable and quickly turned her head away.

Seeing that Nan Yue didn't say anything more, Lou Jiming breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chu Luobai with a slight apology.

"I have failed in my teaching, and I apologize for making you laugh."

Chu Luobai raised an eyebrow, her expression slightly amused.

"Your sect is truly interesting; you even have a system for determining who wins the competition?"

As an elder, Lou Jiming was already used to a condescending attitude.

Hearing the sarcasm in Chu Luobai's tone, his expression changed instantly.

However, due to the formidable strength of Chu Luobai and Zhao Jingren, he could only force a smile.

"It's just a minor squabble between disciples. There's no need to take it so seriously, lest it damage the harmony between us."

Indeed, peace is hard-won.

Chu Luobai turned to look at Qiu Lin beside her. Qiu Lin was completely confused, but had a strange feeling of unease.

"But disciples from different sects don't need to be so polite, do they?"

"My junior brother has just entered the Refining Spirit Realm and is looking for someone to spar with. I wonder if Elder Lou would be so kind as to grant me this opportunity?"

Looking for someone to spar with?

"Huh? Me?"

Just as Qiu Lin was about to speak, he sensed the hidden anger beneath his senior sister's smile and instantly understood.

When he first arrived at Xiaoyao Peak, the first thing Chu Luobai taught him was how to carefully maintain the sword in his hand.

"As a sword cultivator, your sword is your most important teammate. If you can't even take good care of your own sword, what kind of sword cultivator are you?"

Not only Chu Luobai, but even Zhao Jingren, who seemed carefree, cherished his sword.

Xue Xuan's action of throwing the sword on the ground just now...

If placed on Xiaoyao Peak...

Qiu Lin couldn't help but shudder, and dared not think any further.

"If you are interested, it won't be a big deal."

Lou Jiming hesitated for a moment, his gaze falling on Nan Yue, before finally nodding.

"Then let my incompetent disciple, Nan Yue, learn a thing or two."

"Do not."

Chu Luobai shook her head and pointed at Xue Xuan.

"Since it's a friendly exchange, we should naturally challenge those with higher cultivation levels."

"Elder Lou, don't you agree?"

Lou Jiming's eyes darkened slightly; he couldn't figure out what Chu Luobai was up to.

"Fellow Daoist Chu is right. In that case, Xue Xuan, why don't you have a friendly spar with this young fellow Daoist?"

"Your cultivation level is different from this young fellow Daoist, so you must be more careful, understand?"

Chu Luobai suppressed her smile, turned to look at Qiu Lin, reached out and patted his shoulder, leaned closer and whispered something.

"Find a way to traumatize him, and I'll give you a top-grade spiritual herb when we get back."

"......"

Sensing the killing intent in Chu Luobai's tone, Qiu Lin couldn't help but feel sorry for Xue Xuan.