These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Bai Youwei felt that such a view was somewhat influenced by personal emotions, but she did not make a hasty judgment and instead asked a question.

Why?

"Luo Kang held back with this sword strike."

Bai Youwei was somewhat surprised, because she hadn't realized that Luo Kang was holding back at all... But what was even stranger was why Li Hanyang was frowning when he was about to lose.

Are you worried about Li Hanyang?

Could it be that they became friends after a fight?

The boy beside him let out a long sigh.

"I didn't bring any firecrackers, so I won't be able to celebrate later. That's my biggest mistake..."

"..."

That's really something! PS: This is the second update. There will be a third update later. Damn it... Other people get seven or eight thousand points for each recommendation, and I only get two or three thousand, right? I'm so annoyed.

43. Beautiful... How can we win?

"Luo Kang of Lu Chenzong has won this match!"

This caused an uproar throughout the venue.

Most people didn't expect Li Hanyang to lose.

And they will lose in this way.

Li Hanyang, who had been steadily dominating Luo Kang for the first half of the match, lost his footing at a crucial moment, revealing a weakness in his hasty attack. This allowed Luo Kang to deliver three consecutive backhand strikes, ultimately landing on Li Hanyang's shoulder.

Li Hanyang was practically sent flying backwards.

When he awkwardly got up from the ground, he realized that he had embarrassed himself again!

The entire arena fell silent; almost no one could utter a word. Their home turf, where their most promising senior brother had the best chance of winning the first match, had won with such difficulty.

And the second game was surprisingly reversed!

Does this mean that the Lu Chen Sect has been catching up with the Yuan Jian Sect in recent years?

Many people think this way, but few dare to say it out loud.

When Li Hanyang returned to the group with a gloomy and rather unpleasant expression, the first thing he saw was the boy's undisguised smile.

It was like a silent mockery, which made him furious.

Although I can't beat my opponent, it's not impossible for me to deal with you now!

"why are you laughing?!"

Wei Tu seemed to be suppressing a smile, then shook his head, almost choking back laughter as he spoke.

"No... I thought of something happy..."

Li Hanyang was almost furious.

"Laugh! Keep laughing! I'll see if you can still laugh after you've finished!!"

I lost, there's nothing I can do. He's powerful because he's from an outsider clan.

It's normal not to know; losing can only be attributed to insufficient preparation.

"I'm sure I can win if I try again..." Li Hanyang kept reassuring himself.

Next up is Bai Youwei.

For reasons unknown, Bai Youwei glanced at the handsome young man beside her, whose smile was absolutely radiant, before going on stage.

Do you think I'll win or lose?

Wei Tu looked at Bai Youwei and said with a smile, "Senior Sister Bai, are you taking me for a charlatan?"

Bai Youwei shook her head, still maintaining that calm and profound expression.

Beneath that exquisite face, there seemed to be a deeper probing.

"No, I just wanted to see if your judgment remains the same."

Facing Bai Youwei's direct gaze, Wei Tu was not embarrassed; he was quite used to being stared at like that by the beautiful girl.

So he smiled and said.

"I hope Senior Sister Bai can win."

Bai Youwei didn't know what those words meant, but deep down she wasn't entirely sure if the boy was really a good-for-nothing.

Perhaps she was influenced by public opinion before, but Bai Youwei knew very well that these people were not united and that some of the comments were unfair.

You have to see things for yourself to believe them; otherwise, you don't even have the right to spread them.

Bai Youwei was facing one of the other party's female disciples, surnamed Xu.

At the beginning, the two were quite polite to each other, and as women, they seemed to have some mutual respect.

However, after a brief period of probing at the beginning, the situation seemed to become somewhat tense and out of control.

The woman on the other side was the first to make a move. Her movements were graceful yet unpredictable, and every action seemed to surprise everyone. But soon, what drew cheers from the audience was the speed at which Bai Youwei's sword became.

His speed was something that many men could only dream of.

It seemed to transform into a rainbow of light, weaving back and forth across the entire open space.

It was probably less than ten rounds.

The more Bai Youwei fought, the braver she became, and she personally cut off her opponent's sword.

To others, this game seemed nerve-wracking, but Wei Tu's expression remained unchanged throughout.

He was certain that Bai Youwei would win before she even took the stage, but a detail caught Wei Tu's attention.

Until Bai Youwei stepped off the stage, slightly out of breath.

Sitting next to myself, looking at myself.

"Junior Brother Wei certainly has a discerning eye."

Wei Tu smiled and shook his head.

"It's entirely because Senior Sister Bai is exceptionally strong... I just didn't expect her to hold back even under these circumstances..."

Some things are better left unsaid. For example, Wei Tu only said that she could still hold back, but didn't say: What is the reason that you must hide your strength?

But to his surprise, Bai Youwei glanced at him and didn't seem afraid.

Instead, he slightly raised his face, his expression deep and unsettling.

Everyone has secrets; it's just that some keep them and some don't.

"How well did you hold on, and how well did you fail to hold on?"

Wei Tu pretended not to notice the strange tone in the other person's voice and asked.

Bai Youwei turned around to watch Gong Ziqi enter the stage.

"The majority who held on survived, while the majority who couldn't survive died."

Gong Ziqi's subsequent appearance did not offer any solace to the disciples.

Because Gong Ziqi lost.

He lost to a disciple of the Lu Chen Sect who was about the same age as him, but he didn't show any anger at the loss.

Gong Ziqi played steadily and cautiously, as did his opponent.

Almost all of them were simply comparing and balancing each other based on footwork, swordsmanship, and level of understanding.

At first, they managed to hold on to each other and keep the situation at a stalemate, but as time went on, everyone realized that Gong Ziqi was not up to the task.

In the end, he was defeated with great regret. When Gong Ziqi left the field, people would find that the field was covered with water stains, all of which were the sweat left by Gong Ziqi and his opponent.

Whether it was the evaporation of internal energy or the profuse sweat from exertion, it all demonstrated that this contest between the two was a genuine battle of 'hard power'.

This has nothing to do with tactics or clever tricks; at least from the current perspective, Gong Ziqi is truly no match for him.

Thus, the score became a delicate 2-2.

Now there is only one match left, and to the despair of all the Yuanjian Sect disciples, both sides have only one person left.

The opponent is the renowned Yuan Jia Cao, representing the strongest fighting force of the Lu Chen Sect, and is also recognized as the most talented and capable of realizing his talent in this generation of the Lu Chen Sect.

And what about the Yuanjian Sect?

Wei Tu, who had luckily defeated Li Hanyang a month ago but still couldn't shake off his reputation as a good-for-nothing, was inexplicably selected into the list again this time as a 'mascot'.

That's right... They used to treat Wei Tu almost like a mascot, or even as cannon fodder in Tian Ji's horse race, a definitely inferior horse.

But now... it's two to two, and only he is left... This undoubtedly makes many people despair.

Qin Shuangshuang shook her head helplessly.

"Su Su...it's all over now. Now only your senior brother is left."

Su Mi, however, looked at Qin Shuangshuang.

"Why is it over?"

Qin Shuangshuang's eyes widened.

"He's going to face Yuan Jiacao! That guy's almost at the Dragon Slaying Realm, and it's questionable whether your senior brother has even reached the Fusion Realm yet! How can he possibly win?"

Su Mi, however, shook her head somewhat stubbornly.

"I don't quite understand what you're saying... but my senior brother said he wouldn't lose."

You believe everything he says?!

"Of course, what else?"

This obvious question left Qin Shuangshuang speechless for a moment.

She was momentarily speechless, feeling hopeless yet unable to give the other person a firm wake-up call.

She could only sigh in vain.