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The clash of gold and iron echoed continuously in everyone's ears, accompanied by the sound of shattered jade. Ten arenas were engaged in competition, and Gu De was over there, making it truly difficult for people to choose where to focus their attention. Most of the crowd's gaze was fixed on the central arena, as they all wanted to know whether Ruo Nan was truly worthy of becoming the Outer Sect Leader of Dongyi Academy.
At this moment, it seemed that at least I don't deny that she had passed the test. Although there were no dramatic moments like in stories, regardless of mindset or ankle, I don't deny that her strength was quite average—neither particularly outstanding nor disappointing.
Every generation would have its share of geniuses, but it is those who shine brightly amidst the ordinary that are truly remarkable. Ruo Nan could not be considered ordinary either.
Since entering the academy, Ruo Nan had been held in high regard. With her beauty and hard work, she had made a lasting impression on almost all Outer Court disciples. Even she had come to believe that she was the most outstanding among her peers.
Now, a group of unknown individuals dared to tell her that she did not belong in that position. Their request for her to step aside filled her with anger. Bu Luo was losing her composure; she calmly reminded herself that as long as she could pass through the Liquid Essence stage, the path ahead would be smooth.
From Ruo Nan's perspective, it seemed that if she could achieve True Disciple status and secure the First Place Seat, she would undoubtedly become the Chief Disciple of her generation at the academy. Resources would naturally flow toward her. But would it really be that simple?
Ruo Nan had already been entangled with Guarding Heart Sword and Chen Minghua for nearly a quarter of an hour. The two exchanged blows endlessly; however, Guarding Heart Sword ultimately could not surpass Guarding Heart Sword, and Nourishing Sword Technique could not outshine Nourishing Sword Technique either. I don't deny what True Inheritance meant at the academy; no matter how much they changed, Bu Luo could not surpass Chen Minghua without expending considerable effort.
Chen Shidi had excellent legs. The senior sister had arrived at the stands without anyone noticing and stood behind Xiazhi and Huo Lian, startling both of them.
No, dragging oneself into an unfamiliar domain would only serve to level the playing field between both sides. It was not as straightforward as it appeared on the surface; Huo Lian should be cautious. Xiazhi joked with Huo Lian; they had competed before, and Bu Luo had indeed been superior to Xiazhi. Now, however, Huo Lian could no longer see through that enigmatic woman.
Huo Lian also glanced at the senior sister. The charm of that woman seemed less pronounced than before; it was as if her once vibrant aura had faded somewhat, giving way to an ethereal quality instead. After two months apart, even the senior sister had made significant progress in strength. Huo Lian wondered what experiences those from Harmony Society had gone through.
Sister Summer Solstice thought about what might happen later and decided not to dwell on it too much.
Huo Lian felt quite confident; Bu Luo was indeed too light-hearted about this. Xiazhi covered her mouth with a smile but made Huo Lian tremble slightly. Everyone knew that compared to them, she was weaker; however, if one were to judge strength by age alone, then what about that Junior Brother? Strength had nothing to do with age; Xiazhi's words were merely meant to provoke Huo Lian.
"Has Junior Brother not arrived yet?"
Both shook their heads. In the distance, the sky was darkening as Zheng Bin flew in on his sword, landing before the three of them, panting heavily.
After meeting with the Senior Sister, news came from Silk Wind Pavilion that among the seven True Disciples in the Outer Court, three had returned from Yin Wind Gorge at ten in the morning.
If they have returned now, it might be too late for them, haha.
What if Junior Brother—
Hmm? The Senior Sister raised her leg, cutting off Zheng Bin before he could continue. "If Chen Minghua is defeated, I will challenge that woman next. Remember, no other techniques are allowed; just use the Guarding Heart Sword and the Nourishing Sword Technique. Ruo Nan wants to become the Eldest Disciple of the academy, but she will have to wait a few more years for that position; she is not suited for it right now."
Upon hearing the Senior Sister's words, Huo Lian understood that Ruo Nan's efforts over these three years had been in vain. Although it might seem cruel to Ruo Nan, it aligned with the opinions of some elders in Mok Ming Academy.
But what if Xuanming Junior Brother does not return?
At this moment, everyone was waiting—waiting for news that seemed trivial yet was pulling at countless hearts. No one knew when it began, but a small disciple could influence all the elders in the academy, making everyone hesitant to act rashly. It was like a calm sea hiding turbulent currents beneath; no one knew when a massive wave would rise.
Hiss.
Standing at the entrance of Yin Wind Gorge, two disciples couldn't help but shiver. Having just changed shifts, they were clearly unaccustomed to standing there and enduring the cold wind. They muttered reluctantly among themselves.
"Hey, did you hear? It seems like two senior brothers let a lot of people in early tomorrow morning. I wonder what they are up to?"
What are you doing? Some things I shouldn't know, so don't pry too much. Be careful; knowing too much can lead to trouble.
He said, "I don't deny it." What else is there to do? If we can't talk about something interesting, how are we supposed to pass the time?
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