After awakening, the female supporting character in the abused novel only wants to ascend to immorta

Chapter 77 The Grand Competition Concludes
The second level of the Undying Golden Body Technique: No Anger. When golden lotuses surrounded by Buddhist light flowed around his entire body, although the spiritual energy in his body had been drained, it did not affect the aura emanating from Lin Zhao at this moment.

Who is Ji Xiao?

Even though Lin Zhao's current methods shocked him, it didn't affect his confidence. After all, his cultivation level was almost two levels higher than Lin Zhao's, and he had even used the Blood God Sacrifice.

"What unorthodox methods! I'll tear him apart!"

Ji Xiao's Blood Eyes seemed to have accumulated enough power. The next moment, an extremely terrifying beam of light shot out from the Blood Eyes and struck straight at Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao faced the light head-on, neither dodging nor avoiding it, letting the beam of light, which could almost destroy most people who had reached the Great Perfection of Enlightenment, fall on him.

In response to her behavior, Ji Xiao sneered, "You're really asking for death!"

The beam of light was straight and struck the jungle, causing large areas of land to crack and collapse, trees to explode, and the entire battlefield to instantly fill the sky with dust.

After losing the ability to sense Lin Zhao's presence, Ji Xiao's blood-red pupils on his forehead began to slowly close.

However, the next moment a sky-blue figure broke through the thick smoke, with huge cyan phoenix wings unfolding behind him, and punched Ji Xiao, who was smiling, in the face.

"It's you who are looking for death!"

Ji Xiao's eyes widened in astonishment. Before he could even mobilize the meager spiritual energy within his body for defense, Lin Zhao kicked him to the ground, followed by a barrage of punches.

Lin Zhao seized the advantage and didn't treat him like a human being at all. After attacking him from the front, she turned around and attacked his back.

If he hadn't managed to retain some rationality to prevent Lin Zhao from plotting against him, Lin Zhao's somewhat insidious fist strikes would have crippled him first, and then killed him!
"I give up! Teacher! Help me!"

Seeing Lin Zhao's increasingly vicious attacks, Ji Xiao gritted his teeth and used the last bit of his spiritual energy to withstand Lin Zhao's beatings, raising his voice to its maximum.

As soon as he made that sound, Lin Zhao grabbed him by the neck and flung him onto the nearest big tree.

Ji Xiao was beaten until he vomited blood repeatedly, clutching his chest. His once handsome and charming face was now unrecognizable. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that Lin Zhao had injected spiritual energy into his internal organs. Now, he only needed to use his spiritual power slightly to experience excruciating pain.

Fortunately, when he fell under the big tree, the smoke of the battlefield instantly dissipated, and the world returned to the tranquility it had before the great battle.

"Little girl, have you had enough?"

An aged voice slowly rang out.

Something seemed to disappear from the world. An old man in uniform stood at the source of the sound, surrounded by all the disciples who had participated in this final battle, including the fleeing Zhao Jixing.

Lin Zhao showed no surprise when he saw the disciples who seemed to have disappeared from Ji Xiaodan's sight reappear.

If South China Sea Academy really can't even defend against Ji Xiao, then it doesn't deserve to stand at the top of the Heavenly Phoenix Continent.

The knowing look in her eyes did not fool the old man, who smiled slightly: "What a clever little girl! When did you guess it?"

Lin Zhao said, "I guessed it when his dantian couldn't harm me."

The old man nodded approvingly: "I hereby declare you the winner of this competition. All disciples in your team, regardless of who they are, will be admitted to the South Sea Academy. Other disciples with higher cultivation levels will receive all of their opponents' points, and the belts will be awarded based on their current points. As for Ji Xiao's team, everyone except the original formal disciples will be eliminated. Are you satisfied with this plan?"

Lin Zhao asked, "I'm in first place, what color belt will I get?"

Faced with this strangely clever and mischievous little girl, the old man broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself, "No wonder they gave this old man this job."

"Both you and Qu Shumingyue can obtain the Green Belt, how about it?"

Lin Zhao smiled and said, "Thank you, teacher."

Seeing her seemingly changeable expression, the old man smiled and shook his head: "Alright, this competition is over. I hereby announce the top five: Lin Zhao, Ji Xiao, Zhao Jixing, Qu Shu, and Ming Yue. Among them, Ji Xiao and Zhao Jixing can only receive white belts." The white belt is the lowest level belt, and this is the first time since the academy's grand competition that the top five freshmen have only received white belts.

However, there was nothing the two of them could say. If they hadn't been formal disciples before, they would have had to slink home in disgrace.

Although those who belonged to Ji Xiao's team didn't gain anything, surprisingly they didn't harbor any resentment towards Lin Zhao.

After all, back then, when it was uncertain whether it was safe, it was Lin Zhao who stopped Ji Xiao, who was almost bloodthirsty, and sent them to a safe area.

Regardless of Lin Zhao's initial thoughts, he saved them. Lin Zhao may not hold this debt against him, but they cannot forget it. Cultivators cannot lack even this basic conscience.

Lin Zhao could naturally sense this as well, but he didn't say anything about it.

She did that mainly to protect her own team members; the others in Ji Xiao's team were just incidental.

Ultimately, she had no life-or-death grudges with these people; once they were on the demon battlefield, they were all comrades-in-arms.

When she had the ability to save him, Lin Zhao wasn't so narrow-minded.

After getting the color she wanted, she closed her eyes and her body went limp.

The next moment, she fell into an embrace filled with the fragrance of orchids.

"Get some rest," Qu Shu's voice rang in her ears. "Leave the rest to me."

Seeing this, Yao Nian couldn't help but step forward.

Mingyue held Yao Nian's hand and asked with a smile, "What do you want to do?"

When Yao Nian saw Qu Shu pick up Lin Zhao, she pouted and said, "I can hold him too."

Mingyue rubbed her head: "Sister Zhaozhao is already very tired. Let's take her to rest first. Tomorrow is the day to go to school to register and receive awards. We still have one night to rest."

With the results of Lin Zhao, Qu Shu, and Ming Yue obtaining the green belts, the competition came to a complete end. The eliminated disciples could only leave in disgrace, or be asked to leave by the teachers of the South China Sea Academy who were hiding in the shadows.

Other students who did not perform well but still entered the South China Sea Academy could only leave in small groups with regret.

The rest were the disciples of Lin Zhao's team. These disciples originally wanted to thank Lin Zhao, but when they saw the sleeping girl in Qu Shu's arms, they could only suppress their excitement and leave for the time being.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, these new students were broken up and went their separate ways.

Qu Shu instructed people to prepare tents and a place to rest. Ming Yue sat not far from him, resting her chin on her hand.

This scene was captured entirely on a crystal display in an elegantly decorated room within the South China Sea Academy.

However, at this moment, everyone in the room was focused on the sleeping girl.

After a long while, Vice Dean Mo Ya closed her eyes and said, "Now that the matters concerning the Grand Competition have been settled, I will personally go to the Myriad Swords Sect and inquire about the rules with Immortal Venerable Cloud Peak."

Upon hearing this, the other high-ranking officials in the South China Sea exchanged glances, and none of them could voice any objection.

From the first level of consecration to the complete consecration in two months...

"This Lin Zhao. Give her some time, and she'll probably be even more terrifying than Ji Wantang," the white-browed old man couldn't help but sigh.

(End of this chapter)