"Hehe, Wuyin, what do you think of this competition? Interested in finding a few talented disciples?"
The elder called Wuyin moved his eyebrows slightly but didn’t speak. "I don’t know how it will be, we’ll only know after the competition. Qing Yue, if we discover any talented disciples this ti, let’s recruit them. The Dan Sect is in need of talented disciples right now. Whatever happens, we can’t let those bastards from the Martial Sect snatch them away first..."
Qing Yue chuckled softly and didn’t say more, his eyes turned to the crowd below, flashing with a hint of light...
On the square, all the disciples had their own numbers. An Qian turned and walked to the three of them, saying sowhat shyly, "Yue’er, Shu Ning, Qian Chengyan, what numbers did you get? I hope we’re not opponents, otherwise, I wouldn’t stand a chance against all you freaks."
An Qian playfully stuck out her tongue and glanced at the numbers in everyone’s hands.
After seeing three different numbers, she finally breathed a sigh of relief...
"That’s good, otherwise, I wouldn’t even know how to fight."
It’s important to know, the three beside her were all hiding their true strengths. At most, she could be on par with Qian Chengyan but had no confidence in defeating Mu Ruyue and Shu Ning.
"An Qian, in this competition, we all must pass."
Shu Ning smiled, a smile that was as elegant as a chrysanthemum, exuding a charming fragrance.
An Qian was sowhat entranced, blinking her eyes and saying, "Shu Ning, you look really beautiful when you smile. If I were a man, I’d definitely be smitten by you. You’re miles better than that arrogant Su Ning."
She was speaking the truth, but it didn’t quite sound that way to the person in question...
Just as An Qian finished speaking, a sharp voice ca from behind, "What did you say?"
An Qian was startled and turned to see Su Ning storming angrily towards her, causing her to tremble slightly.
Su Ning wanted to tear An Qian to pieces, but froze when she saw Shu Ning’s number. "Bitch, so you’re my opponent!"
Now, she finally had a chance to vent her anger!
"Hey, Shu Ning, she’s the sa number eleven as you." An Qian blinked her eyes, looking at Su Ning with so sympathy.
Facing Shu Ning, this woman was certainly dood.
Especially, the resentnt Shu Ning held for their mother-daughter pair ant her miserable defeat in the upcoming match...
"Hmph, since that’s the case, this ti I won’t bother with you!" Su Ning raised her chin, looking down at Shu Ning’s indifferent face, "Later, I’ll make you kneel and beg for rcy! Maybe your pleas will make magnanimously spare your pathetic life!"
With that, she said no more, turning away like a proud peacock.
"Is this fate?" Shu Ning tightly grasped the number in her hand, a faint smile on her lips, "Over ten years ago, that woman used sches to force out of my ho. Over ten years later, she lets encounter her daughter here, it seems this must be fate..."
Lowering her eyes slightly, a glint of coldness passed through Shu Ning’s eyes.
"Shu Ning," An Qian bit her lip, patting Shu Ning’s shoulder, "Don’t worry, you can definitely have your revenge. Besides, you have us by your side, don’t you?"
Shu Ning was taken aback, then gently laughed.
That’s right, she still had these friends beside her...
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