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An hour after Feng Siyue left, Yan Nanfei also set off for Qingli Academy.
Today is the fourth day of the individual competition. Due to the high speed of the first three days of competition, the formation, beast taming, alchemy, and talisman-making competitions, which were originally scheduled to start on the fifth day, have started ahead of schedule.
Qingli Academy set up competition venues in various classrooms within the academy, allowing participating disciples to be divided into different groups.
Currently, there are 172 players remaining in the individual rankings, with no substitutes playing.
At this point, the academy competition may have only just begun.
And those vacant positions have found their rightful owners.
October 25th.
The weather is gloomy.
When Pian Zi and the other two arrived at the academy gate, they only saw Luo Feishuang standing there.
He quickened his pace and stepped forward. "Why are you alone? Where are Wushang Huan and the others?"
Yan Nanfei looked over and said, "Yao Yao's condition has worsened, and Wu Shang Huan has taken her home."
deterioration?
Mi'er's feet paused slightly.
"Going home?"
Pian Zi asked curiously, "So what exactly is the disease that Tu Yao has? It seems to be getting worse every day..."
With the condition worsening, it's really hard for Pian Zi to say anything.
What disease?
Yan Nanfei fell silent.
Seeing that she didn't want to talk, the boy shrugged.
"Alright, alright, it's not that bad yet. Let's hurry inside, it's about to begin."
Yan Nanfei nodded.
The competition was about to begin, and Pian Zi sat up straight and perked up, "The exciting part of this competition is finally here."
"Numbers 1-20, come up on stage!"
The supervising officer is brilliant!
Mi'er got up.
As Mi'er walked past Sang Qiu, she heard him say something.
"Be careful."
She nodded.
Sang Qiu's gaze shifted to the stage.
As the number of participants decreased, the number of arenas also decreased to ten.
After everyone on the arena had finished their turn, Zhiye looked at the few remaining people on arena number seven and loudly repeated the order.
"Is contestant number thirteen, Wushang Huan, still alive?"
This exclamation of supreme joy instantly enlivened the quiet spectator stands.
"Supreme Joy?"
"Why does this name sound so familiar?"
Some people are confused.
Some people suddenly understood.
"Wu Shang Huan!? Is that the Wu Shang Huan that many gambling dens in Thousand Water City have been looking for, the one known as Junior Sister Spirit Emperor? Has she come to participate in the competition?"
"No, why doesn't anyone know?"
Some people are puzzled, "Who is Wushang Huan?"
At this point, a kind-hearted person stepped forward and explained what had happened.
"Huh? You're exaggerating, aren't you? A sixteen-year-old Spirit Emperor?"
"That's right, that's right. With that kind of strength, shouldn't they have already joined a major sect?"
"That's right!"
The people in the stands didn't hear the discussions, but the name Wu Shang Huan remained fresh in the young man's memory!
Supreme Joy?
Bu Feisheng's face was gloomy!
That woman, she's actually here?
snort!
You managed to hurt me last time, do you think it will be the same this time?
In the viewing area of the Pilgrimage Academy, Yan Nanfei remained silent, but a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes.
Bu Feisheng, you'd better meet me.
On the bustling competition field, Zhiye did not hear Wushanghuan's response. He looked around and then turned his gaze towards the direction of the Pilgrimage Academy.
"Contestants, please rejoice! The competition begins in ten breaths. If ten breaths have not elapsed, you will automatically forfeit. Ten, nine..."
"Eight."
Seeing that the person was taking so long to arrive, Bu Feisheng couldn't help but feel a bit sarcastic.
Is she a pretentious woman?
Are you scared?
"seven....."
Before Zhiye could even utter the number 'six,' a figure appeared out of thin air on the seventh arena, saying, 'Supervisor, I've arrived.'
The voice was slightly cold, yet so familiar.
Yan Nanfei was taken aback. Looking over, he saw Feng Siyue, who was wearing a mask, standing perfectly on the arena.
Why are you back?
"stop looking."
"Luo Feishuang, come and help me."
A lazy and weak voice came from afar.
Yan Nanfei looked over and saw Ruan Ling standing at the entrance of the teleportation array, slowly walking forward.
She hurried over.
"Yao Yao, didn't you go back?"
Cang Li sighed deeply, "I want to leave too, but... I can't."
Yes, we can't leave.
After trying various methods from Qingqing and Qianren, she finally accepted the fact that everyone except herself could freely enter and leave Qianshui City.
In other words, for some unknown reason, Cang Li is trapped in this place and cannot get out.
The only chance is to wait for Gongzi Qi's father to arrive and see if there's any way to take her out.
So, here we are again.
Pian Zi, who hadn't seen Tu Yao for several days, saw him appear, still wearing a veil, and walking over to circle around her with the expression of someone looking at a rare animal.
"Yo yo yo~ Demon Slayer, it's been a few days, and your aura hasn't improved at all; in fact, it's getting worse."
Cang Li sat down and rolled her eyes. "Will saying some nice things give you mouth ulcers?"
Pian Zi shrugged. "It'll even ooze pus!"
"Cut~"
Pian Zi stood up again, pulled up a chair and sat down next to Cang Li, "Sickly guy, when are you going to play?"
He picked up the spiritual fruit from the table and put it in his mouth.
"I'm a substitute, why would I play?"
She glared at him, then pulled the plate of fruit in front of her like a hamster.
Protect food.
Cang Li glanced around and saw that the person next to her was still standing. She looked up and found that Yan Nanfei's gaze was fixed on the front.
She looked up and saw a familiar stranger on the ring. She composed herself, her previous expression vanishing, and leaned back lazily.
"Luo Feishuang, he has no chance of advancing after encountering Wushang Huan. You should sit down and not block my view of how Wushang Huan beats him up..."