The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

However, Hu Muyu was not so lucky. She met another senior sister who was also tall among the short, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and who was also Zhao Peng's cousin, Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping has the same thick eyebrows and big eyes as Zhao Peng. It's not so bad for a man to be square-faced, but for a woman to look like that makes her less popular. What's more, she bullies people everywhere because she relies on Zhao Peng, who is at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, as her cousin, and can challenge for the inner sect at any time. So she's not very likable.

Unlike Hu Muyu, who is outgoing, straightforward, and good-looking, she is naturally much more popular than Zhao Ping.

Moreover, Hu Muyu couldn't stand seeing new disciples being bullied, and often stepped in to help Zhao Ping when she was causing trouble for the beautiful disciple.

Over time, Zhao Ping grew to hate Hu Muyu.

The rules of the Wenjian Sect clearly stipulate that disciples are prohibited from seeking revenge or fighting in private. Since the two people are of similar cultivation levels, a fight between them would inevitably cause a great disturbance. Therefore, Zhao Ping has always been troubled by not being able to openly cause trouble for Hu Muyu.

Now that the two are in a group, things are about to get interesting.

The outer disciples spent their days not cultivating, but focusing their energy on gossip. Apart from Hu Muyu himself, who was unaware that Zhao Ping disliked him, the other disciples knew a little bit about it.

Moreover, since their cultivation levels are similar, it would be more interesting for them to fight.

For a time, Hu Muyu and Zhao Ping had the most spectators in the arena.

After exchanging greetings as is customary, Zhao Ping said threateningly, "Hu Muyu, today you should regret what you did to me!"

Hu Muyu: ? ? ?

Not knowing what had happened, I could only smile.

Luo Qingcheng picked up Wanwan, but the two of them couldn't squeeze in. Fortunately, Wanwan found a high stool in the storage ring that was filled with all sorts of random things, and she is now standing on the high stool to watch the arena.

Upon hearing these harsh words, Luo Qingcheng thought that Hu Muyu had deceived Zhao Ping's feelings.

She wasn't the only one who thought that way; those whispering amongst themselves in the audience, probably talking about crickets or something, thought the same thing.

The Zhao family is a family of beast tamers. Zhao Ping's talent is average. She only has one natal spirit beast at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, but that's enough to handle a small outer sect advancement competition.

She released a white-furred, black-faced monkey with wooden vines wrapped around its body and gave the order, "Go and kill that woman!"

Upon hearing this, the referee glanced at Zhao Ping and frowned.

Hu Muyu is also a sword cultivator, so he is at a great disadvantage when dealing with this kind of beast tamer.

What's more, this white-haired, black-faced monkey is known for its ability to heal itself, and it has high attack and defense.

This is a trump card against assassin swordsmen who like to target squishy targets.

As long as Hu Muyu cannot defeat the monkey in a short time, the monkey can remain standing forever.

It would be difficult for her to break through the monkey's defenses and directly attack the beast tamer, especially since Zhao Ping's cultivation level was comparable to hers.

After carefully comparing the two configurations, Luo Qingcheng couldn't help but want to dedicate a song called "Cool" to Hu Muyu.

Fortunately, Hu Muyu still has a trump card.

Since receiving "enlightenment" from Luo Qingcheng, Hu Muyu abandoned her water spiritual root and focused on cultivating wood and fire spiritual roots. Wood generates fire, and she later practiced a fire-type cultivation technique, which greatly improved her skills.

Seeing Hu Muyu locked in combat with her spirit beast, Zhao Ping couldn't help but laugh wildly, her voice rough, "Hu Muyu, as long as you kneel down and beg me to let you go, I'll spare you!"

Hu Muyu completely ignored her.

Feeling embarrassed, Zhao Ping immediately used the spirit beast contract to transfer her spiritual power into the monkey's body.

The white-haired, black-faced monkey, upon receiving its master's spiritual power, suddenly transformed into its second form. The wooden vines wrapped around its body lengthened and then transformed from decorations into weapons that seemed to possess their own life.

Ichifusa lashed out fiercely at Tomu Amane, who had managed to create some distance between them!

Since Tomu was in the air and couldn't change her position, she had no choice but to channel her spiritual power into her sword to forcefully block the vine attack.

With a loud "thud," Hu Muyu was thrown to the edge of the ring.

She plunged her sword into the ground, leaving a long gash from the center of the ring to the edge, using the force to keep herself from falling off.

She loses if she falls out of the ring!

Luo Qingcheng felt a chill run down his spine for Hu Muyun.

She kept thinking about how much of a chance she had if she were to fight Zhao Ping.

And how can she win the game?

While her mind was racing, Luo Qingcheng's eyes were also busy. She glanced around and spotted someone she recognized among the onlookers.

Hu Muyun came in second in the assessment!

It turns out that Hu Muyu's younger brother also came to watch her competition.

She withdrew her gaze, frantically dodging the vine strike that slammed into the arena floor with a "crack."

I wonder how heartbroken the Fourth Elder, who is in charge of finances, must be right now.

Hu Muyu made a hand seal, and the sword in his hand was immediately covered with a layer of light green spiritual flame.

This is a fire-based technique that Hu Muyu has recently learned. Although it is not of high rank, it is very compatible with her. It uses wood spiritual power as fuel for the flame, so the flame is light green.

After the earlier probing, Hu Muyu deliberately created openings multiple times, but Zhao Ping did not attack. Presumably, Zhao Ping herself is the kind of fragile assassin that assassins love to take down one by one.

And this white-haired, black-faced monkey is her means of defense and attack.

Winning is easy; the difficulty lies in minimizing the damage caused by Hu Muyu.

Because even if you win, you still have to participate in the next game, and if you suffer too much damage, it's no different from losing.

As soon as the spirit flame appeared, the monkey squeaked, somewhat frightened.

It is a wooden monkey, and has a natural fear of fire.

Moreover, this fire is specifically designed to burn wood-elemental energy.

Zhao Ping said angrily, "What are you afraid of? If you can't win, see how I deal with you when we get back, you beast!"

Not only the referee, but also the elders above looked displeased.

They are a legitimate sect and do not tolerate the abuse of small animals.

The monkey shrank its neck, clearly more afraid of Zhao Ping's words about "getting rid of" it than of the spirit flame. Its face changed from fear to determination, indicating that it was ready to fight.

Seeing this, Hu Muyu's expression hardened, and he charged towards the Black-faced Monkey using the footwork he had learned by exchanging contribution points.

The vine split into two, then into four, and attacked Tomu Yu from all sides.

Hu Muyu dodged one vine on the left, blocked one on the right with his sword, and with no way to avoid the two vines in front and behind, he used his sword to entangle the wooden vines, exerted force with his hands, and leaped high into the air to evade the attack.

The spiritual flames on the sword burned along the wooden vine, and in the blink of an eye, the entire vine was ablaze.

As it approached the main body, the black-faced monkey decisively abandoned the vine to save its life.

This delay allowed Hu Muyu to successfully bypass the black-faced monkey and reach Zhao Ping, who was being carefully protected behind it.

Just when everyone thought Hu Muyu was about to win, Luo Qingcheng saw a needle emitting a faint blue light!

She couldn't help but shout, "Senior Sister Hu, be careful!"

However, a soundproof barrier was set up on the arena, so her voice couldn't reach Hu Muyu's ears at all.

Zhao Ping looked up, and Asahi Muyu revealed a strange smile.

Hu Muyu felt a pang of unease, realizing that she had fallen into the other party's trap.

However, it was too late to retreat now. The three vines of the black-faced monkey were relentlessly pursuing her. If she stopped, she would surely be impaled by the three vines!