"Father, that sword is very precious, better than the one in the basket."
Li Huahua was very reluctant to see a sword taken away from her hands.
"I'll make an identical one for you later."
Li Baitian patted the little guy's shoulder. He was heartbroken when he handed over the sword. Even with his full-level weapon refining talent, the sword in Wan Quanxian's hand was a rare treasure.
How could the sword carried by the daughter of the Master of the Sword Pavilion be of ordinary quality?
When he saw Li Huahua bring the sword back smoothly, he was still praising the boy for being teachable, but when his parents came to ask for it, he had no choice but to hand it back.
"Winning the second round, now Huahua is an inner disciple!"
"The entrance examination is stable."
Ye Qingmei was in a good mood. Li Huahua became an inner disciple, and it was not in vain that she spent three days training her. Although the little girl couldn't use a single move of the swordsmanship she trained, it was fine as long as she could win.
Now it is certain that her daughter will enter the academy to practice, and she will also be an inner disciple at last.
The academy strictly investigates family origins, and having this kind of relationship can prove that their family of three is innocent and will not be visited by their former enemies in the short term.
"Huahua's performance is great, add chicken legs!"
Ye Qingmei pulled out a big chicken leg like a magic trick and stuffed it into Li Huahua's mouth.
"Thank you mother!"
"My mother taught me well!"
Li Huahua's eyes shone, she said a vague thank you, and she hugged the drumstick and ate it.
The meat is soft and soft, filling your mouth with a sense of happiness.
"But my husband can actually see the flaws of Miss Wan Family, and he also knows the strength of other family disciples very well. He is really powerful."
At the end, Ye Qingmei did not forget to praise Li Baitian.
Men need to be coaxed, and she knows this very well.
"Ji Cao Wu Liu, let me see the remaining disciples in Arena No. 1..."
Li Baitian immersed himself in reading the candidates' information: "It seems that because of the appearance of Wan Quanxian, a well-connected person, there are no other talents arranged for the No. 1 arena."
"Now that the relevant accounts have been wiped out, in the last round, is it possible for this little girl to win the No. 1 Arena Competition?"
Looking at the mediocre information of the candidates in Arena No. 1, Li Baitian suddenly had such an idea in his mind.
Being able to enter the inner door has already met his expectations, but what if it goes one step further?
There are a total of ten arenas for the entrance examination, and each arena competes to select the first disciple, who is qualified to become a true disciple.
That is a position far superior to that of the inner sect. Being with the elders all day long, getting along day and night, it can be said that you can obtain the unknown secrets of the sect anytime and anywhere.
He lowered his head and looked at Li Huahua, and suddenly became angry.
The little one was like a starving ghost who had been reincarnated. He ate all the food and still gnawed on the chicken bones reluctantly. His eyes were narrowed to a slit, his face was covered with oil stains, and his throat was leaking out.
His cheap daughter is deaf to what is happening outside the window and only wants to eat chicken drumsticks.
Can this worthless thing really take first place in the competition?
People were coming and going in the ring. Without Li Huahua, the competition became a bit boring. They were all serious fights, which made the parents lose interest.
Everyone who eats melons wants to see something different.
Half an hour later.
The final round of competition begins.
Elder Ye handed out the tokens in the No. 1 arena. There was no suspense, the battle between the champion and the runner-up.
The small token in Li Huahua's hand still has the word "1" written on it, the first group, the first place.
Another token fell into the hands of an inconspicuous little boy in the crowd. He was the first group and second.
The two of them will compete for the qualification to be the true disciple of the No. 1 arena.
Ye Qingmei looked at the number on the token: "Why is it Number 1 again? The old man must have done something to it."
"It doesn't matter, there are only two of us left. We can go on stage no matter what number plate we take."
"That kid's name is Zhang Bairen. He seems to be a player with no characteristics."
Li Baitian checked the information and found that the organization provided almost no information, not because it could not be found, but because it had no characteristics and was not worth recording.
This type of candidates is commonly known as Passerby A, who runs with them.
But he felt something was wrong. How could a pure passerby make it to the end? Even if there were no geniuses in the No. 1 arena, it wouldn't be possible for a blank slate disciple to make it to the end, right?
"Anyway, go up and hold him first."
Li Baitian threw a basket of treasures into Li Huahua's arms, and pushed it to the stage with a tap of his left index finger.
It was supposed to be a chic entrance, but instead it caused everyone to burst into laughter.
There is no other reason. This little girl's style is too unique.
Not only was his face covered in oil, but the chicken drumstick residue from the corner of his mouth was not wiped off. The most important thing was that he came in holding a basket of treasures. Because his small body could not bear the weight, he rolled around when he landed on the ground, as if he was a thief.
"Little girl, was your magic weapon stolen?"
"Are you really here to compete?"
"Isn't this a fake match again?"
"Uncle, give you a tissue and wipe your face!"
"I understand, this is a greasy tactic. You want to use the greasy stains on your face to reflect light and blind your opponent's eyes, right?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There is a saying, Li Huahua can amuse the audience every time she takes the stage.
This little girl is so interesting. She doesn't act according to common sense at all, which is hilarious. I don't know how she was raised. They say children are like their parents, but Li Baitian and Ye Qingmei look very serious.
"The competition is over. You will all be my academy disciples from now on. I hope you can live in harmony."
Elder Ye said that he was talking to Li Huahua. With his decades of experience, he really couldn't tell what kind of tricks the little girl would do in the movie.
It was normal for the other disciples in Arena No. 1 to compete, but every time he met Li Huahua, he would be unlucky and worried all day long. Now he did not want to punish Li Huahua, he just wanted this last competition to end in peace. .
But don't let anything happen again.
"My Excellency, Zhang Bairen, please be polite and ask Miss Li to show mercy."
The little boy was dressed in linen and bowed politely to Li Huahua.
His appearance is not outstanding, but his tall and straight posture and humble speech are beyond the control of ordinary people.
This performance alone was unmatched by other candidates and won the favor of many mother fans in the audience.
"My name is Li Huahua, and I want to pinch you."
Li Huahua grimaced, pulled out a big sword from the basket, and put it on his shoulder.
Zhang Bai endured the insult and said, "Please enlighten me."
The little boy was very gentlemanly, smiling as if he was waiting for Li Huahua to make the first move.
A faint blue appeared in Li Huahua's eyes, and she heard Zhang Bairen's inner voice.
[You stupid girl, you can only try to please others. 】
[This young master is the future successor of Zhengyi Academy. It is your greatest honor to fight against pariahs like you! 】
[Not only is this damn girl not grateful, she actually dares to make provocations. If my father hadn’t asked me to hide my identity and enroll in school in a low profile, I would have crushed your head with one move! 】
[Hmph, I’m giving you a favor today. I’ll give you a 50-50 for now, and then I’ll send you off the stage when the audience is tired of watching. I want to enroll in a low-key school, and get first place in a low-key manner! 】
