I just want to be beautiful after transmigrating into Xiuxianwen

On the day of the martial arts assessment, ten competition platforms were set up in the school grounds on the water side, and they were roughly divided into more than ten groups from low-level practitioners to high-level practitioners.

The first group is naturally strong including Nie Xunfeng, Ying Mugui, and Liu Xinya.

Wen Jingzhi's body has reached the seventh level of cultivation, he is the first among all, and his hand is like an empty sword, which makes him superb, and no one in his generation can compare with him.So he does not participate in the competition, only accepts the challenge.

Master Hui Wen also does not participate in the assessment, but only accepts the challenge.

Cheng Jieyu was not placed in the last group like the original owner because of his improved cultivation, but was placed in the eighth group.

First, there is a competition in the group of low-level cultivators. Each person will compete in five games by drawing lots within the group; while the higher the cultivation level, the fewer people in the same group, and if there are fewer than seven people, they will compete in pairs; all games are counted by the number of wins and losses Test results.

After a while, Cheng Jieyu also drew lots and competed with a disciple in Tsing Yi.

The other party seemed to be 25-[-], but like Cheng Jieyu, he was at the second level of Lingtai.

The two saluted each other, and the disciple in Tsing Yi raised his sword and raised his pose.Cheng Jieyu tightened his sword in his hand to meet the opponent's attack.

However, within a few strokes, Tsing Yi disciple Heng Jian knocked the sword from Cheng Jieyu's hand.

too fast!

Cheng Jieyu covered his numb hands, and subconsciously looked at Sheng Yunxiao who was watching the battle on the high platform, feeling a little ashamed.

The senior brothers and sisters had not yet come to the competition time, they all gathered around the audience to watch the battle, Cheng Jieyu immediately felt even more ashamed.

"Acceptance." The disciple in Tsing Yi retracted his sword and saluted him. Cheng Jieyu returned the salute, and caught a glimpse of the lecturer registering the grades under his name with the word "minus".

Cheng Jieyu picked up the sword and stepped off the stage in frustration.

Wen Jingzhi comforted him: "It's okay Ah Yu, Junior Brother Qin has been practicing swordsmanship for twenty years, it's normal for me to beat you and me."

Cheng Jieyu pursed his lips, it was normal to beat him, but he definitely couldn't win against Wen Jingzhi.

With Wen Jingzhi's cultivation, that junior brother Qin probably couldn't even touch his hair.

Or he is too good.

He was depressed when he suddenly heard Sheng Yunxiao's voice: "It's okay, this is just the first game."

Cheng Jieyu suddenly looked up at the high platform, and Sheng Yunxiao spoke to him again: "Except for him, there are few people in this group who can beat you."

Sheng Yunxiao's consolation was far more effective than Wen Jingzhi's, and Cheng Jieyu immediately felt relieved.

After five matches were drawn quickly, Cheng Jieyu lost one and won four, and got a "good" result.

He and Sun Yu didn't win the same round of the competition, so they had to compete separately, after the afternoon assessment, and it would not be included in the assessment results.

But Cheng Jieyu felt that Sun Yu might be more concerned about the outcome of the duel with him.

The latter has now won five games in a row, got "Excellent", and just happened to beat the junior brother Qin who defeated Cheng Jieyu.

At that time, Cheng Jieyu was also watching the match from the audience. Sun Yu spent a lot of time to narrowly win, but he did win. At the end, he gave Cheng Jieyu a provocative look.

Cheng Jieyu held the sword as if holding his own pride, turned and left proudly.

Then when he turned around, his face fell down, and he hurried to find Sheng Yunxiao.

The group of low-level cultivators finished the competition just before noon, so they had to rest for an hour.

Cheng Jieyu found Sheng Yunxiao at Yangliu'an outside the academy, and greeted him with a rather aggrieved expression, "Uncle Master."

Sheng Yunxiao held a food box in his hand and handed it to Cheng Jieyu.

It's a pity that delicious food can't appease the latter's restless mood at the moment.

"Uncle, what if I lose this afternoon?"

Sheng Yunxiao asked back: "Didn't you feel confident yesterday?"

Cheng Jieyu lowered his head and muttered softly, "It's not enough now."

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yunxiao smiled lightly, and when Cheng Jieyu looked up at him dissatisfied, he suddenly put his arms around Cheng Jieyu's slender waist, hugged him and flew up.

Shocked, Cheng Jieyu held the sword in one hand and the food box in the other, and pressed his eyes tightly against his opponent's arms with his eyes closed.

It took a long time before I dared to open my eyes to see the profile of the other party who was so close.

There was a slight smile on the corner of the uncle's lips, as if he was joking about where he got the confidence to boast yesterday.

But yesterday he really thought he could win.

Because he has a faint feeling of breaking through recently, it seems that since the lotus flower grew in the Lingtai, the speed of his cultivation has accelerated a lot.

Although he only learned swordsmanship for half a month, he won four games today, proving that he is not bad at all.

It's just that Junior Brother Qin, who made him lose, turned around and lost to Sun Yu. Doesn't this just prove that he is still worse than Sun Yu?

More than what?

Sheng Yunxiao brought Cheng Jieyu back to Xuefeng, and let him go after landing.

Patting him on the head, Sheng Yunxiao said, "Didn't I tell you to believe me the day before yesterday."

Cheng Jieyu shrank his neck: "But winning or losing depends on faith alone, it doesn't work at all."

The difference in strength lies there!

"Then—" Sheng Yunxiao suddenly grabbed his wrist, with a hint of joke in his tone, "Then it can only help you cheat."

Cheng Jieyu was stunned, and realized that Sheng Yunxiao had really injected a trace of spiritual energy into his body, so he quickly withdrew his hand, "Don't, don't, don't!"

"I don't want it anymore." Although Cheng Jieyu wanted to win, if his uncle helped him cheat, it would be disgraceful to win.

Although he made such a joke with Sheng Yunxiao the day before yesterday, he didn't really want to do it.

His pride won't allow it.

"Forget it, I can afford to lose!" Cheng Jieyu said, "At worst, I will challenge him next time and win back."

Sheng Yunxiao smiled slowly and rubbed his head lightly.

Once upon a time, there was a boy who proudly raised his neck and said to him: "Sheng Yunxiao, don't let me! I can afford to lose!"

I know, little brother.

I know this is you.

……

The afternoon examination continued.

The competition between senior practitioners has always been the most interesting part of the martial arts assessment, and Cheng Jieyu also went to watch.

The one who stood out the most was naturally Liu Xinya who was in the first group.

He defeated Mu Xingshen, Nie Xunfeng, and Ying Mugui, who were also in the fourth rank, and won three consecutive victories.

Among them, the most anxious battle was the one between him and Mu Xingshen.

Mu Xingchen is the second only to Wen Jingzhi among the direct disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect. Due to his different personality, his Xingchen sword is a bit more powerful than Wen Jingzhi's Ruoxu sword.

It's a pity that Liu Xinya's feather fan was treacherous and changeable, but he still defeated him.

The most interesting match is the one between Liu Xinya and Ying Mugui, because both of them use fans as weapons.

The jade bone fan that Ying Mugui has been holding in his hand all the time, flying flowers and falling snow during the fight, the seemingly beautiful snow and flowers with the piercing spirit blade, the scene is really beautiful.

However, Liu Xinya's Feather Fan has sixteen bones, which can be disassembled into sixteen feather-like short blades, piercing through Ying Mugui's snowflakes in a strange way, and surrounding him.

After receiving the rain, he also discovered that Liu Xinya can only flexibly manipulate seven of the short blades, and the rest are false moves.

But the seven short blades are so powerful, one can imagine how terrifying the sixteen short blades will be.

It's worthy of being the protagonist, awesome!

The most anticipated next thing is the challenge.

Mu Xingshen gave everyone a start and challenged Wen Jingzhi.

In the end, of course, I lost.

Cheng Jieyu saw Mu Xingshen shrugged his shoulders, with an indifferent expression on his face, but a trace of sadness flashed across his face when he turned to step off the stage.

Cheng Jieyu blinked, but saw Mu Xingshen still smiling suavely, talking with Fifth Senior Sister Feng Wanyi, as if the scene just now was just his illusion.

"Brother." Concubine Lan Feiyu, who was beside Cheng Jieyu, encouraged Lan Feiyu, "Go and challenge Senior Brother Ying."

"I won't go." Both Lan Feiyu and Lan Feifei had reached the second level of cultivation, and they were in the second group with Qi Yunxiu, Feng Wanyi, Cang Ting and others.

Concubine Lan Fei said: "Then I will go by myself."

"What are you doing?" Lan Feiyu immediately grabbed her, "Don't be so aggressive, girl."

"I'm not going to fight." Concubine Lan Fei said, "His move 'Luo Xue Fei Hua' is so beautiful, I want to see it too."

Blue Jade: "..."

Cheng Jieyu who was watching: "..."

Cheng Jieyu didn't pay attention to the competition in the second group just now, and didn't know the outcome.But he remembered that the weapons of the two brothers and sisters in the book were the golden bells that jingled on their wrists at this time.

Lan Feiyu wears the soul-eating bell, and Concubine Lan Fei wears the dream-making bell.In addition, Concubine Lan Fei also has a blue ribbon as a weapon, coupled with her alluring appearance, she is so graceful and breathtaking in fighting that her opponent is completely overwhelmed.

"Then you are not allowed to go." Just now, many male cultivators stared at their sisters and drooled. Lan Yuyu had been holding her breath for a long time, and now she saw that her sister was infatuated with other men, and she was even more dissatisfied, so she stared at Ying Mu angrily. Gui, "I'll go."

Concubine Lan Fei was overjoyed at once, and suddenly thought of something, she frowned and held Lan Feiyu back, "Brother hasn't reconciled with Senior Brother Ying yet, has he?"

"It's nothing." Lan Feiyu gently let go of her sister's hand, "I will discuss with Senior Brother Ying, you just need to watch carefully from the stage."

Concubine Lan Fei watched her elder brother rushing over, and dragged Ying Mugui, who was not willing to accept the challenge, to the competition stage. Wish, or to vent personal anger.

She hurriedly followed, no matter what, she had to cheer for her brother.

Cheng Jieyu also wanted to follow, but unfortunately Sun Yu came over and asked him to compete on stage.

On the three competition platforms stood the contestants that everyone was most interested in.

Liu Xinya challenged Wen Jingzhi, Lan Feiyu challenged Ying Mugui, and Sun Yu challenged his direct disciple Cheng Jieyu.

The five-game winning streak in the morning made Sun Yu full of confidence, and he looked at Cheng Jieyu with contempt.

He saluted Cheng Jieyu according to the rules, but his posture was very perfunctory, and his words were also disdainful, "Little brother, don't be brave later, and remember to ask for mercy in time, so that the younger brother will not accidentally hurt you."

Cheng Jieyu also returned the gift perfunctorily, chuckled, and said sarcastically: "Since my brother is so polite, then my brother will also give you a two-character motto—hehe."

Sun Yu immediately lowered his face, his eyes became gloomy, and raised his sword to attack Cheng Jieyu.

Cheng Jieyu defended with a sword, dismantling Sun Yu's moves bit by bit according to the method he practiced with Sheng Yunxiao.

The other party learned the sword technique of the Nine Heavens School, and Sheng Yunxiao had already studied it thoroughly, and specially taught Cheng Jieyu how to deal with it.

That's why Cheng Jieyu won four games in the morning, but lost to the seasoned and fast-moving Junior Brother Qin.

In addition, Sheng Yunxiao observed Sun Yu's competition in the morning, and saw through his habits and flaws at a glance, so he specially reminded him to catch the rain during the lunch break.

Therefore, although Cheng Jieyu has been defending, his posture is more comfortable than Sun Yu.

After walking dozens of moves, Sun Yu found that Cheng Jieyu could dismantle his own moves and defuse his attacks every time, and immediately became impatient.

"What? Uncle Yunxiao only taught you this?" Sun Yu humiliated Cheng Jieyu when the two swords collided to close the distance, "That's right, what tricks can you learn in half a month? Do you really think you can guard against me?"

His offensive changed abruptly, his moves became fiercer, and his fierce sword energy swept towards Cheng Jieyu.

Cheng Jieyu was annoyed by his contemptuous attitude, and also started to fight back.

The moves he learned were very simple, but because his cultivation had improved rapidly and his sword qi was somewhat stronger than Sun Yu, it worked.

Full of confidence, Sun Yu was eager to suppress him, and accidentally revealed a flaw. Cheng Jieyu took advantage of the opening, and the sword energy pierced Sun Yu's cheek.

"You—!" Sudden pain, Sun Yu touched his face, and saw blood on his fingertips, his face turned livid immediately.

Originally pointing to the end, even if Sun Yu lost here, Cheng Jieyu was about to withdraw his sword, but the other party seemed to be red-eyed, and raised his sword to attack him again.

On the high platform, Sheng Yunxiao, who had been watching Cheng Jieyu all the time, stood up suddenly, frowned and stared at the competition platform.

The head couple who were originally paying attention to the competition between Wen Jingzhi and Liu Xinya also noticed the situation here, and turned their eyes.

I saw that Sun Yu's moves were all out of order, and the sword and sword were directly approaching Cheng Jieyu's Mingmen, all of which were killer moves.

Cheng Jieyu hurriedly took the first sword, lost his breath, retreated steadily, and was pushed to the edge of the competition stage.

Fall and lose.

But Sun Yu obviously didn't just want to force him off the arena, but planned to take his throat straight with a sword——

The point of the sword was directly in front of him, Cheng Jieyu's mind went blank, but his body reacted before his consciousness.

Step sideways, sideways, low waist, sweeping legs and turning around, Lingbo micro-steps, clothes flying, body posture graceful like flowing wind, after an instant circles to the opponent's side, the sword in the hand turns around, murderous like cold snow, slashing towards Where the opponent's neck--

"The wind returns to the snow?!" Wen Hongxi on the high platform stood up in shock, and looked at Sheng Yunxiao in surprise, "You taught him this trick?"