Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

As soon as Jian Rou shouted, those who had been listening intently to the gossip all looked in the direction she was pointing.

Those who were already looking at Guan Xun were now even more surprised.

Keep in mind that Jian Rou is ranked tenth among the strongest. What does this mean? It means that this woman's strength is even greater than hers, or perhaps even stronger.

Those students who were ranked outside the top ten were all amazed. They hadn't expected a freshman to have such strength, actually defeating the person ranked tenth on the strong list. This was something that had never happened before.

Guan Xun was now forced to be high-profile. She met Jian Rou's angry glare, raised an eyebrow, tilted her head and smiled: "It's Senior Jian Rou, is your injury healed?"

The pleasant tone made everyone gasp; who could fail to detect the provocation in it?

"It's all because of you!" Jian Rou was impulsive to begin with, and seeing the other party's smug look, her anger surged up. She didn't care where she was and immediately raised her hand, and a long whip of raging fire appeared in her hand.

"It seems you miss the days when you were lying in the medical hospital, senior. Do you want to go back in one more time?" Guan Xun said indifferently, lowering his eyes.

Although this is called a fighting arena, the official competition hasn't started yet, so it's probably best not to make a move.

As she was thinking this, she heard a dignified voice: "What are you doing! The competition hasn't started yet, no one is allowed to make a move!"

After the shout subsided, Guan Xun raised his eyes slightly, looked at Jian Rou who had bitten her lips until they turned white, and chuckled.

"Those who never learn are just low-level monsters who don't have brains," she said casually, stretching.

Hearing a casual remark, many people around could read the deeper meaning in it and immediately suppressed their laughter. Those who were slower to react looked at the people next to them laughing with bewildered expressions, wondering what made them so happy.

Jian Rou's arrogance, which had subsided somewhat after being scolded by the teacher, surged back up all at once.

"You're the brainless monster!"

This time, however, she was a little smarter. Although she cursed, she put away the long whip in her hand and stopped attacking.

Violating the rules would disqualify her from the competition, and she wouldn't be that foolish. She was determined to fight for those six spots.

"Those who are furious and exasperated are low-level demonic beasts that are so weak and powerless that they can only tremble in fear."

"Pfft..." With this sudden suppressed laughter, the surrounding crowd could no longer help but burst into laughter.

"Cousin! What are you laughing at? You actually joined her in bullying me?!" Jian Rou never expected that the loudest laughter would come from the person next to her.

Her eyes turned red with anger.

Ling Moyan rubbed his forehead, his shoulders trembling slightly as he suppressed a laugh. He waved his hand at her, "Wait... don't... pfft! Don't go back and talk nonsense. I didn't bully you."

"Still saying no! You're laughing so hard your body is shaking!" Jian Rou stomped her foot, completely losing face after being mocked by her own family.

Seeing the teacher who had just scolded her glance in their direction a few more times, Jian Rou suppressed her urge to explode: "Hmph, I'll settle the score with you later."

The other person responded with a faint smile, which made her roll her eyes in anger.

Ling Moyan recognized Guan Xun at a glance as soon as she entered, and his gaze never left her for a moment.

It's her... So that's what she meant when she said we'd meet soon on the back hill last time.

He really wanted to go up and say a few words, but his cousin was sitting next to him, her hand tightly gripping his clothes, which made him feel quite helpless.

If we forcefully pull them apart and leave, they'll definitely complain when they get back, and then I'll inevitably get a scolding from my mother.

Guan Xun's gaze swept over Ling Moyan and landed on the stone tablet that stood dozens of meters tall to the side.

The front of the stone tablet was flashing with light, and she couldn't see what was going on from her position. She frowned, then stood up and walked over.

The gaze that had been watching her every move followed her.

This appears to be a stone tablet used to record a list, with many names engraved on it, from one to fifty.

Guan Xun looked up at the top, where the three large characters "Ranking List" came into view.

"Is this the ranking of the strongest?" she murmured softly.

My gaze fell on the fourth position, where a somewhat familiar name was engraved: Ling Moyan.

Guan Xun was slightly taken aback. He was only ranked fourth? Judging from his appearance, he thought he would be in the top three.

“Li Xun, Ye Kerong, Hao Aman…” She read from bottom to top, pausing when she reached the first name. “Aman? That sounds like a woman’s name.”

“A woman? Well… I guess so.” Ling Moyan’s voice suddenly sounded from behind, tinged with some hesitation.

Guan Xun tilted his head slightly and glanced at him, still somewhat puzzled by his words. "If it is, then it is; if it isn't, then it isn't. Does that count as such?" What did he mean?

Could he be a hermaphrodite?

Ling Moyan flashed her what he thought was a very handsome smile, revealing his perfectly white teeth: "Junior, long time no see."

Since he wasn't familiar with him, there was no need for formalities. Guan Xun casually hummed in response, then looked at the rankings again.

She glanced at the top ten names and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. It seemed that what she had heard before about the Ye family being full of geniuses was true; three of the ten spots were occupied by people with the surname Ye.

Seeing that the other party had no interest in him whatsoever, Ling Moyan awkwardly touched his nose, glanced at the stone tablet, and brought up the number one on the ranking list again: "His identity is hard to explain. I don't know if he will come to the competition today. If you see him with your own eyes, you will understand what's going on."

Compared to being ranked number one, Guan Xun was more curious about what would happen next: "How can I not come to the competition? Isn't it stipulated that the top thirty will participate?"

If the strongest people don't participate, what kind of competition is that?

Before Ling Moyan could speak, Zeng Qianxue, arm in arm with Lu Shenqu, came over. She covered her mouth and said, "There's no such rule. If they're not interested, then they won't come."

"In all the major competitions over the years, the first and second place winners have only participated twice. It's a good thing they didn't come, otherwise we would have gotten one of the six spots in the competition."

When Zeng Qianxue said this, her eyes were full of smiles, and she clearly didn't care about others being better than her.

Rather than being humble, it's more accurate to describe it as an indifferent attitude.

"Oh, right, you don't know us yet, do you? I'm Zeng Qianxue, who's ranked seventh, and he's Lu Shenqu, who's ranked eighth."

As she spoke, she nuzzled against the man next to her in a coquettish manner, which made Ling Moyan feel a chill again and quickly turn his face away.

Guan Xun: ...

It seems I understand why Ling Moyan's expression isn't good.

She couldn't bear to see this scene either.

When Zeng Qianxue turned her gaze back to the stone tablet, she spoke again, her tone tinged with excitement: "To be able to go toe-to-toe with Jian Rou and even make her suffer a loss, your ranking must be pretty high, right?"

“Ah…” Guan Xun paused, nodded slightly, then stretched out his slender finger and drew a line on the stone tablet, stopping near his toes. He frowned and withdrew his hand.

"Sorry, I don't know either."

"Because my name isn't on the leaderboard."