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At the same time, Ning Zhier's thoughts were surging in her own residence. She clenched her fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms.

Her eyes revealed an unspeakable sadness and anger, and the jealousy and resentment in her heart surged up like a tide.

Ning Zhier's love for Su Xiaoxiao had long been distorted, and now the pain of not being able to love her has made her completely darkened.

She thought of Su Xiaoxiao's smile, which was the warmth and happiness that she could never possess.

She hated Su Xiaoxiao, hated that she could easily get the status she had longed for, and even her heart.

Ning Zhier's heart was full of contradictions. She wanted Su Xiaoxiao to look back at her, but she also hated Su Xiaoxiao for not looking back at her.

"Why? Why can she have everything, while I can only endure silently in the darkness?" Ning Zhier was crying in her heart.

She decided not to endure it in silence anymore and she wanted to take back everything that belonged to her.

Her eyes became firm and cold, and the obsession in her heart made her lose her mind.

Ning Zhier knew that this was a road of no return, but she could no longer turn back.

"Su Xiaoxiao, I will let you know what it feels like to lose everything." Her voice was cold and resolute.

The inner demon in Ning Zhier's sea of ​​consciousness was nourished and became even stronger!

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly and there was a gentle breeze.

Ning Zhier, wearing an elegant white dress, walked lightly towards the competition venue.

However, unlike in the past, today is not a traditional ring match.

Ning Zhier was filled with anticipation and nervousness, because today the promotion system would be adopted, and only 100 monks would be able to compete for the top three positions! This meant that the competition would be extremely fierce, and everyone had to go all out.

As time went on, more and more monks gathered at the competition site.

They come from various schools, have unique skills, and their eyes reveal their desire for victory.

Ning Zhier stood quietly among the crowd, feeling the tense atmosphere around her.

In a tense and heated atmosphere, the competition is about to begin.

The highly respected elder walked steadily to the front, his eyes swept across the entire audience, and everyone could feel the powerful aura emanating from him.

The elder cleared his throat and announced in a loud voice: "Fellow monks, we will adopt the promotion system for today's battle. First, the one hundred contestants will be divided into groups of two for the first round of duels, and fifty winners will be selected from them. They will successfully advance to the next round. Next, these fifty promoted monks will compete fiercely again, and the twenty-five more powerful monks will be produced in the form of two-on-two battles. However, this is not the end! Among the twenty-five monks, one will have a bye, one among the thirteen will also have a bye, and one among the seven will still have a bye. These lucky ones with byes will have the opportunity to directly challenge the third place, and so on, to launch an impact on higher rankings! Finally, the first and second place will have a peak showdown to determine the final winner!"

As the elder finished speaking, the whole audience cheered and applauded.

Every monk is full of anticipation and fighting spirit, ready to show his strength in this fierce battle and compete for the supreme honor.

Ning Zhier took a deep breath, adjusted her mindset, and prepared to face this fierce competition.

She knew that only by exerting her full strength could she stand out among so many masters.

Ning Zhier's opponent is a young cultivator named Li Yunfei. He comes from an inconspicuous small sect, but his strength should not be underestimated.

When the match started, both of them displayed their unique skills in an instant, and for a moment, they were shining brightly and their fighting spirit was surging.

Ning Zhier was agile and her swordsmanship was sharp, while Li Yunfei responded with strange body movements and unique skills, making it difficult to determine the winner.

At the critical moment, Ning Zhier suddenly used a secret sword skill, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, directly attacking Li Yunfei's vital points.

Li Yunfei had no way to avoid it and took the blow head-on, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

But he did not retreat. Instead, he aroused stronger fighting spirit and fought back with all his strength.

The two of them fought back and forth, neither giving in, and the competition entered a white-hot stage.

In the end, Ning Zhier barely made it into the top 50.

The next competition started soon, and Ning Zhier's opponent was a cultivator using dual swords.

This man had superb swordsmanship, and was good at both offense and defense, which put a lot of pressure on Ning Zhier.

During the competition, Ning Zhier gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Just as she was thinking about how to deal with the situation, her inner demon suddenly flared up and affected her state of mind.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

Ning Zhier was stunned. Her movements became slow, revealing a flaw.

The opponent took the opportunity to attack. Ning Zhier hurriedly dodged but was still slightly injured.

She gritted her teeth, tried hard to suppress the influence of her inner demons, and tried to regain her composure.

However, the opponent did not give her a chance to breathe and her attack became more and more fierce.

Just when Ning Zhier thought she was going to lose the game.

"Su Xiaoxiao." A sudden voice sounded.

Ning Zhier suddenly had an idea. She thought of Su Xiaoxiao, and she unexpectedly used a set of sword moves that she had never used before.

This set of sword moves was as smooth as flowing water and instantly turned the situation around.

In the end, Ning Zhier defeated her opponent with this unique trick and successfully advanced to the top 25.

She realized that her potential was stimulated by the stimulation of her inner demons.

"Who are you?" Ning Zhier planned to talk to her inner demon.

"I am you and you are me! I can give you what you want!" The inner demon said some specious words to make himself look very powerful.

"What I want?" Ning Zhier sneered, "Can you really give me what I want?"

The inner demon sensed Ning Zhier's disdain, so he began to seduce her, chattering endlessly about the beauty of power and strength.

Ning Zhier listened silently, with a hint of struggle in her eyes.

"Give me control of your body and I can help you win."

Just then, the bell for the game rang. She calmed herself down, turned around and walked towards the arena.

In this round, she faced an opponent with extremely terrifying strength and unfathomable depth, but at this moment, Ning Zhier's state of mind was as calm as a calm lake.

Because she agreed to the inner demon's proposal.

Her eyes were firm and resolute, and she swung the sword in her hand with a fierce and violent sword style, and each sword was as powerful as thunder and lightning, which was amazing! Her movements were clean and neat, without any sense of dragging!

With the last sword move, the competition finally came to an end.

The powerful opponent had already fallen to the ground and was unable to get up. The winner had been decided, and Ning Zhier had undoubtedly become the winner of this match! She became one of the 13 finalists.

She was breathing rapidly, her chest heaving, and her forehead was covered with crystal clear beads of sweat.

After this fierce battle, she finally found her own answer deep in her heart...

"I want power, I want status, I want to trample Xiaoxiao under my feet!" Ning Zhier said with a sinister look.

The disciples next to her noticed her expression and moved away in fear. Ning Zhier noticed the discomfort in her expression and immediately returned to her usual sweet self.

Not long after, the rest of the people had finished the competition.

Immediately afterwards, a new round of drawing lots began.

This time, it was Ning Zhier's turn.

Ning Zhier's expression didn't change when she heard the news.

Suddenly, her eyes turned towards the audience, with a hint of hatred in them.