Ningxia inside doesn't even know how the adults outside fight with each other.
She only faces two problems now. One is how she can find a way out of the current melee. The second was how to deal with a certain little mouse who was constantly trying to find opportunities to annoy her.
Ning Xia was there when she encountered the fourth black hand. She had to find a way to chop off the other party's claws that contaminated the oil.
So under the background of a major change in the air flow, when the person tried to extend his black hand against her again, Ning Xia hit the opponent's wrist hard with the hilt of the sword that had been imbued with a certain amount of spiritual power.
What he stretched out should be his right paw... Since he likes attacking other people's hands so much, it would be nice to experience the feeling of being semi-crippled for a while. Ning Xia expressionlessly hit the opponent's right wrist with the hilt of the sword, and heard a scream from the other party as expected.
Ningxia has never felt so stable since entering the formation.
The man behind him suddenly became shorter and squatted, as if he could no longer stand up. Then she walked around him to another area where the veins seemed to be clearer.
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"He has changed his personality..." Zhenjun Yuanheng, who had taken in the whole process, murmured with a slight smile.
He noticed the incident as soon as it happened, and just wanted to see how Ningxia would solve it.
Unexpectedly, this always soft-hearted little guy did it neatly and generously this time.
This kid is really getting more and more stable. True Lord Yuan Heng nodded secretly.
The judging area was completely silent, because no one expected that things would develop like this.
They were arguing just now about how to deal with the cheating disciple, but in the end, the person concerned settled the matter on his own, neatly. This turned the topic they were discussing a moment ago into nonsense.
People represented by Yue Nan expressed that they would postpone the discussion and believed that the formation layout should not be disrupted because of this person and that the integrity of the formation should be maintained. This... also makes some sense.
The other side thinks it's best to get rid of this person, the sooner the better. In such a big melee, who knows who he will attack next. Such a comparison has completely lost its fairness.
A few people were making a big fuss... Although in the eyes of outsiders, they were just talking in low voices with solemn faces.
In the end, Choi Young was the final vote and voted for "clean up immediately" and decided on the plan.
But they probably didn't expect the situation to develop so quickly. Before they could take action, the trash that disturbed the order was KOed on the spot, and was quickly rushed out of the main path of the formation by a very targeted airflow.
"There is something wrong with that Wuhua Sect disciple. This is a battle of formations. Isn't it appropriate to use a sword?"
Zhenjun Yuanheng immediately caught certain key words, looked over, and saw that the monk named Yue Nan was speaking again.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with her. Those garbage should have been thrown away long ago. We have to thank her for cleaning up for us this time."
"Can……"
"Okay, no need to say more. We had already decided to clean up immediately earlier, and it just so happened that this young disciple who was victimized took it upon himself to do it, which is considered to be a benevolence. She was not wrong."
"Okay, don't argue anymore. Don't mention this matter again." Zhenjun Chongri said with a headache, and stopped all the conversation at once, preventing them from paying attention to these things.
He glanced at a certain rickety figure in the formation, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he moved in his mind to speed up the release of that person.
The opponent was lying on the ground with a pale face, his eyes were lifeless, and his wrist was swollen and shiny purple, no different from a pig's trotter.
People have come out... I just don’t know what to do next?
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about there.
Ning Xia grimaced in pain, but her brows were filled with joy.
After searching for so long and being beaten by this broken formation for hundreds of knots, he finally found the right path.
Just a little bit of heat.
Suddenly enlightened, Ning Xia turned sideways lightly. Then she heard a click, the sound of something snapping back into place.
Suddenly the whole body became quiet, the air flow and flying fists disappeared completely, as if everything just now was just a dream.
Ningxia opened her eyes.
A corner of the formation flashed slightly under her feet, and the blue spiritual light flickered, very beautiful.
So...she has passed the level.
Ning Xia quickly looked around and saw that the situation in front of her was different from the chaotic dance of demons just now. Most people were wandering around in the center of the formation, and the obstacles they saw and thought were all fake. Like her, there were two people who were sitting on the circle outside the formation, meditating with their eyes closed, neither of them looking at the other.
After watching it for a long time, Ningxia felt bored and sat down to close her eyes and prepare for the project for a while. After all, there is a second assessment item.
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"There is something wrong with that Wuhua Sect disciple. This is a battle of formations. Isn't it appropriate to use a sword?"
Zhenjun Yuanheng immediately caught certain key words, looked over, and saw that the monk named Yue Nan was speaking again.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with her. Those garbage should have been thrown away long ago. We have to thank her for cleaning up for us this time."
"Can……"
"Okay, no need to say more. We had already decided to clean it up immediately, and it happened that this young disciple who was victimized took it upon himself, which can be regarded as asking for mercy. She was not wrong."
"Okay, don't argue anymore. Don't mention this matter again." Zhenjun Chongri said with a headache, and stopped all the conversation at once, preventing them from paying attention to these things.
He glanced at a certain rickety figure in the formation, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he moved in his mind to speed up the release of that person.
The opponent was lying on the ground with a pale face, his eyes were lifeless, and his wrist was swollen and shiny purple, no different from a pig's trotter.
People have come out... I just don’t know what to do next?
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about there.
Ning Xia grimaced in pain, but her brows were filled with joy.
After searching for so long and being beaten by this broken formation for hundreds of knots, he finally found the right path.
Just a little bit of heat.
Suddenly enlightened, Ning Xia turned sideways lightly. Then she heard a click, the sound of something snapping back into place.
Suddenly the whole body became quiet, the air flow and flying fists disappeared completely, as if everything just now was just a dream.
Ningxia opened her eyes.
A corner of the formation flashed slightly under her feet, and the blue spiritual light flickered, very beautiful.
So...she has passed the level.
Ning Xia quickly looked around and saw that the situation in front of her was different from the chaotic dance of demons just now. Most people were wandering around in the center of the formation, and the obstacles they saw and thought were all fake. Like her, there were two people who were sitting on the circle outside the formation, meditating with their eyes closed, neither of them looking at the other.
