I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The instructors at Qingyun College were dissatisfied.

The Royal Academy tutor also felt that it was inappropriate.

There is no glory in winning a battle.

It would be embarrassing if you lose.

This is a duel that shouldn't have happened.

He did not send a voice message, but directly said to the expressionless young man holding a long sword opposite Mu Yiqiu: "You are all sword cultivators, and it is fine to compete with each other, but why do you have to escalate it to a life-and-death fight?"

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and his cold gaze landed on Mu Yiqiu, "My brother died by her sword, so she should also die by my sword."

"Besides..." He showed a cold smile, "Didn't she refuse?"

"Miss Mu, you voluntarily agreed to the life-and-death fight, right?"

In the last sentence, he was obviously asking Mu Yiqiu.

The latter slowly opened his eyes, his gaze calm, his fingers tapping the sword case from time to time, "I have never envied others in my life."

"But there is one exception."

"I think if it was her, she would definitely do the same as me. After all, she has never been a person who would suppress herself."

"Your brother has acted recklessly, bullying and even killing fellow disciples. He deserves to die. If I don't kill him, my Tao heart will be unstable, and... I will die of frustration."

"And you avenged him out of brotherhood. If I don't fight back, my heart will be unstable, and... I will die of frustration."

"Since we are all going to die, then..." Mu Yiqiu stood up straight, took out his natal flying sword from the sword box, and pointed the tip of the sword at the young man opposite, "I am willing to duel with you, regardless of life or death."

"Okay, okay..." The young man was not frightened by her determination to move forward. Instead, he found it ridiculous. "In that case, I will grant your wish."

One of them was filled with murderous intent and wanted to avenge his brother.

One is fearless, yet also full of hatred.

Even though the instructors on both sides were not happy to witness this competition, they could not stop it...

When Ning Ruan and others arrived, the duel had already started for a quarter of an hour.

Even from a distance, she could already see that Mu Yi Qiu was at a disadvantage.

The injury was serious.

Although her opponent was also injured, they were all minor injuries.

"Squad leader! I'm here!"

Xiao Rao spotted Ning Ruan at a glance and waved.

He was not too far away from the two mentors.

It's a place with an excellent view.

Of course, Xiao Rao could not occupy such a position.

But he has a good brother-in-law.

Xiao Hongyi, the seventh prince of Dong Qin, is currently one of the princes who is expected to reach that position.

At this moment, he was sitting aside, with a few tables and stools brought to him by the guards.

There was even tea.

Not far from the Seventh Prince was the Second Princess Changming, who loved to join in the fun and was fond of men.

In her place, there are even more things.

She had food, wine, tea and snacks. There were two handsome men sitting beside her, one was serving her wine and the other was massaging her legs.

Xiao Rao's voice was a little loud.

Naturally, it attracted a lot of attention.

Ning Ruan was not shy about it. After all, except for a very small number of people in the imperial capital, most people didn't know her.

Even if we know each other, so what?

She walked forward with Xu Mulan and a few others in a swagger.

The Seventh Prince was still as gentle and polite as before, yet not overly enthusiastic.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, and these other Daoists, would you like to sit together?"

As his words fell.

Naturally, a sensible guard went to move a stool over.

Several people took their seats.

The movement here really didn't attract much attention.

The affairs between the Seventh Prince and the daughter of the Xiao family could not be hidden from others.

The younger brother of the Xiao family girl is a disciple of Qingyun College, so naturally most of the people he can invite over are also from Qingyun College.

The only thing that made them noteworthy was the title of 'class leader'.

The four major academies of Dongqin have all opened special institutions such as the Martial Arts Academy. The meaning of the term "class monitor" is no stranger to the disciples of the four major academies.

Therefore, his gaze stayed on several people for a long time, as if he was analyzing who was the class monitor.

As for the other monks, they were more focused on the life-and-death battle on the square that was about to decide the outcome...

"Fellow Daoist Ning... congratulations." Princess Changming took the wine cup from the hand of the handsome man beside her and bowed to Ning Ruan. "Since the last time we met, I knew that Fellow Daoist Ning was not an ordinary person. Now it seems that I underestimated Fellow Daoist Ning."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to set up a ban, blocking out the two mentors and other unrelated monks.

"Oh." Ning Ruan didn't want to drink, so he raised the gourd filled with milk tea at his waist and responded in the same empty toast.

Princess Changming looked delighted and said no more.

Maybe she talked too much at the beginning, so Fellow Daoist Ning seemed to be impatient with her.

With the previous experience of her fourth brother being killed, she certainly didn't dare to think of recruiting the other party again.

Just don't make us enemies.

Otherwise, if she really follows in the footsteps of her fourth brother, she will have no place to complain even after her death.

Even if her father avenged her, wouldn't she still be dead?

Don't provoke lunatics, stay safe... Princess Changming smiled and touched the chest of the young man beside her.

Hmm... not very hard, not as hard as that reckless man from the Yang family...

"puff--"

Mu Yi Qiu didn't know how many times he had been hit by the sword.

But her strategy of trading injuries for injuries was still effective.

At least the opponent was hurt, right?

She wiped the blood off her lips, her eyes filled with bloodthirsty madness, "Come again!"

"Go to hell!" Yu Zhengqing also spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't want to admit that the man in front of him, whose cultivation level was like that of an ant and who was only at the ninth level, actually felt like a threat to him for a moment.

She had indeed hurt him.

Although it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, it actually hurt the tree!

But that's all.

So what if it's Destiny Child?

She wants to die, and even heaven cannot protect her!

Yu Zhengqing didn't want to drag it on any longer.

He wanted to end this ridiculous life-and-death battle as soon as possible.

Mu Yi Qiu thought the same thing.

She raised her head, and saw Ning Ruan in her blood-stained eyes.

In the crowd, she also saw Ning Ruan's senior brother, who always wore black, was born proud, and had just returned from the four countries where he was studying swordsmanship.

There are many familiar figures.

There are those from Qingyun College.

There were also those who were once from Kyushu.

The young master of Mingyue Commercial Bank, the fat boy of the Tang family...

The several children of destiny who had boarded the Feiyun Boat together...

There are so many people, she thought.

This way, even if you die, you can still be cool!

Mu Yi Qiu raised the sword in his hand.

Just when everyone thought that she would charge forward for the last time and then die completely on the duel field, the tip of the sword in her hand suddenly turned.

He actually stabbed himself in the chest.

A sword pierces the heart.

When it was taken out again, the whole flying sword was dazzling and blindingly red.

Mu Yi Qiu seemed to feel no pain. She should have fallen to the ground seriously injured, but at this moment, she seemed to be one with the sword, and her momentum reached its peak.

"This is the last battle. I won't lose!"

The man and the sword seemed to transform into a dazzling red light, cutting through the sky.

Wherever the sword pointed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a piercing whistle...