After defeating Zhao Lian, Yang Zhen entered the top eight in qualifying.
There are two rounds of competition on the 29th, the eight-to-four match in the morning and the semi-finals in the afternoon.
In the morning competition, the opponent's weapon was a sword, which was far less threatening than Zhao Lian's spear. Yang Zhen took the opportunity to practice some stick skills, and finally knocked down his sword, and the man surrendered in time.
The opponent in the afternoon is Zhao Ying.
After watching the game in the morning, the girl put away her sword and fought Yang Zhenyou with her fists just like last time.
However, Yang Zhen had suffered her loss once, how could she be fooled again, not to mention that now that he had magical power, he had more diverse ways to deal with it.
He held a few stones in each hand. When Zhao Ying kept wandering around and refused to come into contact with him, while secretly accumulating magic power, he suddenly raised his hands and threw a dozen stones at her.
If there were just one or two, Zhao Ying could easily dodge them. But if there were a dozen or so, she would have no way to dodge them and she would get hit twice.
"Ah!" The girl let out a cry of pain, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fell to the ground sluggishly.
Mana backfires.
Yang Zhen wins!
The opponent in the final is none other than the seed in the top half, Zhao Yueer, who is undefeated so far!
…
In the afternoon, behind the school.
Yang Zhen held Zhao Yue'er's hand, and the two of them wandered on the mountain road.
The valley is quiet and quiet, with gurgling water.
Canxue took Chunni and whispered under the shade of the tree. On the treetops, new shoots like grass grew. Those bright yellow leaves look like petals tied on a thread.
"Tomorrow, we will leave this college." Looking at the familiar scenery in front of her, Yang Zhen sighed softly.
In the past two years, he has seen every plant and tree here, walked here and meditated, practiced stick skills, and missed the people around him...
Zhao Yue'er responded softly. She also missed this place. Here, Brother Shitou told her many stories...
"Tell me another story." She shook Yang Zhen's arm.
"good!"
"Let's say that there was a mortal dynasty in ancient times called the Song Dynasty. Next to Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty, there was a small village called Niujiacun..."
"...On this day, a Niubi Taoist priest came to Niujia Village..."
"..."
Yang Zhen silently talked about her love for this movie in her previous life.
Zhao Yue'er turned her head to look at him, her big eyes sparkling with stars.
The story was very long, and until night fell, the two of them still seemed unaware.
A night owl fluttered out of the forest and screamed, waking up the tranquility.
The two of them were shocked to realize that it was very late, and Yang Zhen quickly stopped talking:
"This story is still very long, let's stop here today."
"Yes." Zhao Yuer'er still had more to say and looked at him: "Tell me next time."
After a pause, she added: "Go to the sect and tell me about it later."
"Okay!" Yang Zhen responded with a smile.
In the night, the little girl's pretty face with hibiscus blooming from the clear water seemed to be like a piece of naturally carved white jade, shining brightly.
Yang Zhen hugged her gently: "Is it cold?"
The little girl shook her head, nodded slowly, and suddenly buried her face in his chest, smiling sheepishly.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to beat you. Let's see who is better between the two of us." She said in embarrassment.
"Okay!" Yang Zhen patted her back: "I won't hold back, see you on stage!"
…
The 30th day of the first lunar month, morning
There will be two games on this day, followed by the graduation ceremony for the schoolchildren.
Therefore, there were many relatives of schoolchildren in the audience, including Grandma and Qin Wan.
The first is the competition between the third and fourth places.
Zhao Ying's opponent was a boy with three spiritual roots. After a quarter of an hour of back-and-forth between the two, Zhao Ying, holding a sword, stabbed the opponent in the calf, forcing him to admit defeat.
Next, is the final championship battle, Yang Zhen versus Zhao Yuer!
The little girl is dressed in green clothes with a ribbon tied around her waist, making her look heroic.
Neither of them used weapons, but fought with their fists.
Zhao Yue'er skillfully added a lightening technique to herself, then rushed forward and started a ping ping ping ping with Yang Zhen.
After a while, the two separated. Yang Zhen's face was bruised and her hair was messy.
Zhao Yue'er only had disheveled hair and some red marks on her face, but she looked more energetic than Yang Zhen.
After all, Yang Zhen is now reluctant to deal harshly with the little girl.
Despite this, Yuan Shanchang, who was watching the battle, was still secretly surprised. Yang Zhen was very courageous. Could it be that there was a conflict between the two?
Or is this kid unable to eat swan meat, so he hates it because of love?
For a moment, he thought of countless possibilities.
He secretly looked at Senior Sister He Jing, but saw that she and Qin Wan next to her were smiling and clearly didn't care.
He was even more confused.
On the high platform, the fight between Yang Zhen and Zhao Yueer just now was considered a draw.
The two looked at each other and had no plans to take action for the time being.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuer'er smiled brightly and raised her jade hand gently.
A wave of water two people high and one foot wide swept towards Yang Zhen.
The little girl didn't stop, her fingers continued to pinch, and another wave of water roared towards Yang Zhen.
Zhao Ying can control her magic power accurately, and she can do it too! And the view of swaying is more flexible and free.
The two waves of water, attacking from the left and right, with majestic momentum, immediately knocked Yang Zhen down and poured towards the outside of the high platform.
"I won!" Zhao Yuer cheered and made a face at Yang Zhen.
However, Yang Zhen suddenly smiled slyly, opened the five fingers of her right hand, and rolled a ten-foot-long vine towards the little girl, trapping her whole body as she had just exhausted her mana and had no time to escape.
This is the wood-type [Cane Technique], and with Yang Zhen's twenty-seven strands of wood-type spiritual power at this time, it is enough to use it.
Yang Zhen pulled hard, and the little girl rushed toward him like a fish caught on a fishing rod.
Yang Zhen hugged her, and the two of them were swept up by the waves and fell towards the high platform.
The little girl didn't struggle at all, looking at him with her dark starry eyes, her long eyelashes blinking slightly.
"Plop!" The two fell to the ground, their bodies soaked by the water waves.
…
The qualifying rounds are all over, and the final champion is Zhao Yueer, and the runner-up is Yang Zhen.
Because Yang Zhen's back hit the ground first, she lost.
Neither Yang Zhen nor Zhao Yuer had any objection to this result.
Then, there are the rewards for qualifying.
The first place prize was a first-level low-grade magic weapon worth about thirty spirit stones. Zhao Yueer picked a sword at random.
Then there is a bottle of first-grade low-grade Qi Restoration Pills (Grade A), one hundred pills in total, worth thirty spiritual stones.
The first-grade low-grade Qi-recovering pills are specifically for monks in the early stages of Qi training, the middle-grade pills are for mid-stage Qi-training monks, and the top-grade pills are for late-stage and consummated monks.
The quality of this low-level elixir is only two grades: A and B, and even the worse grade C, even if it is given for free, no monk will take it.
When it comes to high-level elixirs, the quality classification will gradually become more detailed and there will be more levels. For example, third-level elixirs already have four levels: A, B, C and D.
Therefore, this low-grade, first-class Qi Restoration Pill is quite useful given Zhao Yue'er's cultivation at this time.
Finally, there is a reward of one hundred spirit stones.
All the rewards are worth less than two hundred spirit stones. For a little girl with a net worth of thousands, the honor is greater than the prize.
The reward for Yang Zhen's second place is a choice of a low-grade magic weapon or a rejuvenation pill. Yang Zhen keeps the wooden and rattan armor as a prize and does not need to return it to Yuan Shanchang.
There is also a reward of fifty spirit stones.
The third place, a bottle of Qi Rejuvenation Pill and twenty spiritual stones.
Fourth place, half a bottle of Qi Restoration Pill and ten spiritual stones.
Zhao Lian was ranked 16th because he failed to win a match. The prizes were ten Qi Recovery Pills and five Spiritual Stones. The total value was only eight Spiritual Stones.
This was tantamount to a complete failure for him, who originally hoped to get the top two spots and use rewards to make up for his family's shortfall!
More importantly, he also damaged a borrowed Taoist robe, which owed him at least thirty spiritual stones.
Yang Zhen, you have caused me heavy losses and made my family worse. I will never forgive you!
Among the crowd, Zhao Lian secretly swore.
(End of Volume 3)
