Regarding the upcoming 'war', Ning Ruan obviously has no intention of transforming from a member of the public to a party in an instant.
She held the spirit fruit and decisively moved aside.
Whether it was the girl in red clothes holding a sword or the few people who were caught saying bad things, they all looked at her.
Of course, it was only for a moment.
Those people once again focused their attention on the girl in red.
One of them had white lips, but he pretended to be calm and said: "Fighting is prohibited here. If you take action, you will be directly disqualified from participating in the selection competition."
"Then let's fight somewhere else." The girl in red was still like a proud swan, raising her chin high, revealing her fair and beautiful neck, "Don't say I bully you, I can push my cultivation to the fourth level, this is very good Is that fair?"
"..." Several people opened their lips several times, but their lips and teeth were trembling, and no words came out.
"How can it be fair? You come from a noble family, and your spiritual sword is many times better than ours, let alone the defensive robes. How can we be your opponent?" The monk with the highest level of cultivation among the group finally remembered something and retorted. .
As he said that, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at Ning Ruan, "Fellow Taoist, are you also a practitioner of the Four Realms? Do you think the selection competition is unfair at all? In the past, there would never have been consecutive names in the Four Realms. It’s a situation where you can’t register, but this time because there are so many people from these big islands coming to compete for places, it’s difficult for us casual cultivators from the four realms to even register.”
Ning Ruan:...
She was just passing by for a snack.
What should she say?
"...I don't know if it's difficult to sign up, because I haven't signed up yet. How about I answer you after I sign up?"
Ning Ruan took the last bite of the spirit fruit, slapped the sword box, and the red sword quickly flew out and fell into her hand.
In the astonished eyes of several people.
Ning Ruan held her sword and headed straight for the bluestone wall in the center of the square.
"We are both in the fourth realm, but she is more like a sword cultivator than you!" The girl in red suddenly retracted her sword, her expression as arrogant as ever, "Forget it, you are not worthy of letting me use my sword at all."
Several sword cultivators:...
"...Don't bully others too much." Someone couldn't help but speak angrily.
"What, you don't accept it?" The girl in red raised her hand and touched the scabbard at her waist, but subconsciously looked behind a girl in green shirt in the square.
Why didn't she expect that using the sword box would make her whole body feel stronger?
Simply awesome!
No, she has to get one of this thing too!
The monks who didn't notice that the girl in red was distracted suddenly looked in Ning Ruan's direction after their expressions changed several times.
The monk with the highest level of cultivation almost said through gritted teeth:
"Don't you think highly of her? So what if she's more like a sword cultivator? She won't be waiting because you can't even get the qualifications to register."
Finished.
The monk subconsciously took two steps back.
Even he himself didn't know where he got the courage to dare to compete with the great genius.
But for some reason, when he saw the proud girl in front of him as if her eyes were on her head, he just couldn't help it...
But after saying that, I regretted it very much.
The only confidence he had was that fighting was prohibited in the square, and the girl was not accompanied by a guardian. As for whether there was one in the dark, he didn't know, and he didn't have the consciousness to consider such a thing at all.
The girl in red took a deep breath, rubbed the scabbard with her right hand for a long time, and finally pulled out the sword, "You are so dissatisfied, how about we make a date where I can take off my defensive robes, lower my level, and fight you?"
Several people:……
Didn’t you just say that we are not worthy of letting you use your sword? Are you ready now?
…
Just when several people were in a confrontation.
Ning Ruan was already standing under the bluestone wall.
In front of her, ten people swung their swords towards the bluestone wall.
But in the end, only six people left sword marks.
"No, how could this happen..."
Among the four people who were eliminated, someone stepped forward unwillingly and swung his sword at the bluestone wall with all his strength.
But the result remains the same.
Qingshibi didn't react at all to that sword.
See this.
The monks around him couldn't help but sigh:
"This selection is indeed more difficult than fifty years ago. Even the intermediate level four realms are not eligible to register. It is really hard to imagine which 500 people will be left in the end."
"It goes without saying that there are only a few casual cultivators who can be left in the end. With those group of geniuses who came from the first-class islands, how can we have a place?"
"Well, there is nothing we can do about it. In previous years, the 500 people sent to second-class islands like our Guangyao Island were often the first to be eliminated. They were all 500 people, but their strengths were very different. To put it bluntly, those on the first-class islands who failed to make it into the five hundred and were eliminated in the trials may have passed more levels in the sword tower..."
"..."
This time no one objected.
The Xiu who drew his sword twice had a depressed face and no longer had the mood to stay.
Wait until he leaves.
Several more monks came forward.
Ning Ruan is also among them.
It's just that it's different from the others who have a heavy look on their faces and are preparing to unleash their strongest attack.
Ning Ruan just slowly raised the sword in his hand and swung it out casually.
The sword energy filled with rich fire elements instantly cut across the bluestone wall covered with sword marks.
Not surprisingly, a moderately deep sword mark was left on top.
Raising the sword, swinging the sword, sheathing the sword, a series of smooth and extremely random movements ended.
The other few sword cultivators who were still accumulating power had not even moved their hands.
Then he saw an extra sword mark on the bluestone wall.
A sword mark left by a monk from the Four Realms!
"...Did I see it wrong just now? With the cultivation of the Four Realms, you just left sword marks so casually?"
Not very deep though.
But she is only in the fourth realm! And it didn't look like he was using all his strength.
"Probably...it just seems casual, but in fact it's using all your strength, right?" Someone asked uncertainly.
But there was obviously some self-doubt in that tone.
"As expected of a second-class island, even the first level of the four realms can leave sword marks. With you, no wonder you can't even pass the first floor of the sword tower."
Outside the crowd.
The man's disdainful voice suddenly sounded.
Anyone who can say this is undoubtedly a talented person from a certain island.
Near the bluestone wall, the monks who had not even obtained the qualifications to register were glaring at the visitors.
The four realms of bullshit can be passed.
Even a few of the top four realms have been eliminated. Who knows what happened to that little girl?
If it were that simple, would they still be eliminated?
"..."
The ones who were most stressed after hearing this were undoubtedly the monks standing with Ning Ruan, preparing to draw their swords.
The five realm monks are okay.
The blood on the faces of the Four Realm monks immediately faded.
The other party has talked to this point. If they fail to leave sword marks, wouldn't they be useless?
