Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Chapter 124: A promising future for the poor sword nun master x a mortal body, a lonely and taciturn

The bright white sword energy shone, slanting out like a stream of light, carving a slash through the air. The powerful sword energy sent Ji Yu reeling back repeatedly, shocking him to the point of panic. Even his steps showed signs of retreating uncontrollably...

Yun Qian didn't waste any words. When he finally stopped and looked up, a sword with a cold gleam was placed right on his neck. The sound of the sword cutting through the air was crisp and powerful, shocking everyone.

Ji Yu was a little dazed, staring blankly at the woman in front of him.

She instantly sheathed her sword and performed a standard bow, looking straight at him without bending or lowering her head. She raised the corner of her lips, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Yun Qian emphasized the word "Senior Brother" with great emphasis. Unfortunately, that was intentional. Her smile was faint, yet potent enough to make anyone think she was just a swordsman intent on cultivation.

At this moment, everyone in the audience was stunned. It happened so quickly... Therefore, Ji Yu's original request was not fulfilled despite his efforts.

The various sects that occupied their respective seats had their own calculations in mind… The laymen watched the excitement, while the experts saw the key points. Yun Qian's advancement in cultivation was truly too fast. But what they didn't know was that this was not all Yun Qian's strength.

Xia Jin, who was sitting at the side of Yunyang Palace, slapped her thigh excitedly and exclaimed, "Beautiful!" Yun Qian was amazing... As Yun Qian's friend, she felt very proud and thought she had a very discerning eye.

But she forgot that the defeated party was her senior brother from the same sect... She was also a disciple of Yunyang Sect.

She had been a bit worried, though. After all, her senior brother was older, and his rank was one level higher, so he could dominate people... Who didn't know he was already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? With a mixture of trust in Yun Qian and a sense of trepidation, she kept a close eye on the situation... Little did she know that her loud exclamation had just caused the Palace Master of Yunyang Palace to glance at her calmly, but he didn't stop her.

There was another person in the audience who didn't share the same exclamation, but the intensity in his eyes as he stared at Yun Qian's figure was as real as a physical object. Unfortunately, Yun Qian could sense it, and she looked at him with great generosity. This young man, named Ling Ji, was barely eighteen years old, with a beautiful body, uh, no, at the right time.

She glanced at him, faintly. As if reminding him of what she had said yesterday, the woman didn't smile when she looked at him, but Ling Ji felt quite excited...

He must get first place and become her disciple.

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After all, the unwritten rule is that whoever wins gets to pick first, and everyone thinks so... and Yunyang Palace has lost face, so there's nothing more to say.

Among the final twenty contestants, Ling Ji was the youngest, and not many people were optimistic about him at first.

But that's how he was, constantly competing, constantly defeating one opponent after another, and finally standing out and entering the final two places. Yun Qian didn't pay attention to him all the time, for a simple reason... the competition format was running at the same time, the venue was different... and she couldn't see clearly because it was too far away.

She believed him very much, not because his name was Ling Ji, but because the son of destiny was called Ling Ji, so how could he be a mortal? If she had said mortal at first just to distinguish him from ordinary people, then now she had more to think about.

"Mortal body", these four words still have meanings worth exploring in depth and room for imagination.

In the final competition, Ling Ji would face a young man from a prominent family. He'd been fed a lot of good things over the years, and his aptitude was quite good. All nine major sects were watching closely for the final two spots... including Yun Qian.

Both of them were very young. If they were lucky enough to join the immortal sect and practice diligently, they would naturally have a bright future. After all, no matter who won or lost later, they would both become very popular.

However, before it officially began, Yun Qian's eyes moved, as if he had noticed something extraordinary... The two of them were now standing at the top, a position that would make them easily noticed by the nine major sects.

This boy seemed to be able to hear her talking... Just now, Xia Jin came to ask her if she had any favorite disciple candidates, and she took the opportunity to glance in his direction... Anyway, there were two of them, and she guessed that no one could tell who she was looking at.

But even in this context, she noticed something was wrong with this guy's expression... He had just been so indifferent, but now he was nervous? His slender knuckles clenched around his sleeves...

"Have you given your son of luck a cheat code?"

"It's unfair, Master Host. I didn't do that. I don't have that much power..."

Yun Qian pondered in her heart, continued to stare at him, and said, "Well, I think the boy in light blue clothes is good."

As expected, the little mouse's expression changed the next moment... His frown was so pitiful. After all, he was wearing a lead-gray white dress, not a light blue...

Yun Qian's eyes were filled with a playful smile... You can't blame me for this, you came here to let me play with you...

Seeing Yun Qian looking in one direction with a half-smile on her face, Xia Jin immediately looked in her direction out of curiosity… Suddenly, she knew who she was looking at, but she felt a little confused. This wasn't the one in the blue robe…

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. Maybe Yun Qian has his own thoughts.

Meanwhile, Ling Ji's thoughts were far more fascinating. An uncontrollable hint of desolation stained his eyes.

Master, do you think I can't beat that guy...

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After the two men came forward and the competition was officially announced to have begun, they returned to the big stage.

Yun Qian really wanted to zoom in and see, well, literally zoom in. It would be fun if she could see his expression clearly.

The system came into play at this time. It hurriedly got a telescope and even forgot to ask Yun Qian for money... The gossipy heart never died.

Yun Qian was a little surprised. For a moment, she just wanted to torture it severely. If she shook it, maybe something would fall out of it like Doraemon's pocket...

But the cheers from the field made her focus back on the competition.

The boy's somewhat gloomy face was strangely handsome, a somewhat sickly pale color, and his eyes were filled with a lonely and arrogant temperament...but Yun Qian could also see his vigorous ambitions and desires.

Ling Ji whizzed towards the young man opposite him like an arrow from a bow, his attacks swift, accurate, and ruthless... The two men clashed with their weapons, the smell of gunpowder thick, and for a moment, Ling Ji had already gained the upper hand...

Yun Qian had been paying close attention to him, watching the unknown viciousness in his eyes.

I was moved. "Hey, it doesn't look like a little mouse, it looks more like a harmless kitten." Those eyes were so clear, and the color was unique, a hint of ice blue, so clear.

Pretty good, Yun Qian was once again satisfied with his appearance.

As the two of them were interacting on the stage, Yun Qian noticed that Ji Yu had returned...