Quick Wear: Heaven Always Favors Me

Although Murong Zhao's platform was a little more lively, it did not attract much attention because the disciples' competition had begun.

The first group to take the stage was Lu Qingyao, and her opponent was the registered disciple of Hongguang Xingjun.

Lu Qingyao landed on the stage in a white dress, and many disciples below the stage exclaimed in amazement.

"Which peak is this senior sister from? Why haven't I seen her before?"

"It's Senior Sister Lu Qingyao, who is under Zhize Xingjun's sect. She practices hard at Zhize Peak on weekdays and rarely goes out."

"A disciple of Zhize Xingjun? Then he must be very powerful."

"And she's also pretty, but she's not as good as Senior Sister Jiang Yao."

"What? You actually compared Senior Sister Jiang Yao with her?"

"Senior Sister Jiang Yao is much prettier!"

At first, everyone was praising Lu Qingyao, and she had a peaceful smile on her face. But later, more and more people mentioned her appearance and said that she was not as good as Jiang Yao. Her smile faded a lot, and a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Yao! Jiang Yao! When she was at Zhize Peak, she often heard Jiang Yao's name. People were talking about what Jiang Yao had done in the inner sect today, or how Jiang Yao had been praised by the elders in a certain class.

He is clearly an attendant of Zhize Peak, but he unscrupulously praises Jiang Yao of Xuyang Peak!

And sometimes, Xuanyuan Li would use Jiang Yao to admonish her. He didn't do it on purpose to provoke her, but he would mention Jiang Yao naturally.

Xuanyuan Li seemed to have been unconsciously comparing her with Jiang Yao. She naturally could not lose, so she could only work hard to practice according to Xuanyuan Li's ideas.

Thinking about what Xuanyuan Li said today that Jiang Yao was not as good as her, Lu Qingyao took a deep breath and calmed down.

This was her first battle in front of her fellow students. She could only win, not lose!

Looking at the icy spiritual energy floating around Lu Qingyao, the fellow disciples around her exclaimed in amazement.

"Senior Sister Lu actually has ice spiritual roots!"

"Wow, this icy spirit energy is so rich that even I feel cold in the audience."

This is how the Wuji Sect selects disciples. At the beginning, they only test whether they have spiritual roots. After the results of the selection competition come out, they will be tested by the star gods of each peak.

After all, those who can pass the disciple selection competition are all extremely talented contestants. In order to avoid missing out on good talents due to the test results of spiritual roots, the Star Lord will test the spiritual roots after accepting the disciples.

Before the disciple competition began, the only ones who had not yet made public the information about their spiritual roots were Lu Qingyao from Zhize Peak and Jiang Yao from Xuyang Peak.

Now that Lu Qingyao's spiritual roots have emerged, they are mutated ice spiritual roots, so only Jiang Yao's spiritual roots have not emerged.

After the icy spiritual energy appeared around Lu Qingyao, her opponent clearly showed signs of retreating. He was only a third spiritual root, so how could he compete with Lu Qingyao?

Lu Qingyao saw his intention to retreat, and with an idea in her mind, she tapped the ground with her toes and suddenly drew the sword from her waist.

A flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and a large amount of icy power instantly covered the entire arena. The eyes of the elders on the stage all flashed with surprise.

“I didn’t expect that Zhize Xingjun doted on his disciple so much that he actually gave the Binglin Sword to Lu Qingyao.”

"That is the tenth-ranked divine sword on the Divine Weapon Ranking. If you inject enough spiritual power into it, it can instantly freeze a thousand miles. I didn't expect Zhize Xingjun to be so generous and give it directly to his own disciple."

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The words of the star gods vaguely reached the ears of Murong Zhao and Jiang Yao. Jiang Yao was unmoved, and Murong Zhao even sneered.

Murong Zhao turned his head to look at Jiang Yao. Seeing her staring at the competition on the stage, he asked for some reason, "Do you envy her for having a magic weapon in her hand? And I couldn't give it to you?"

Jiang Yao was a little surprised when she heard this. She turned to look at Murong Zhao and said seriously, "I'm not envious. After all, no matter how good a magic weapon is, it still requires corresponding strength."

"Besides..." She curled her lips slightly, "Everything Master gave me was the best, why should I envy others?"

Murong Zhao was stunned. Jiang Yao was only fifteen years old, but her face had grown up compared to the meticulously carved jade doll five years ago.

She usually doesn't like to smile and always has a serious face, but everyone can guess how beautiful that beautiful face would be if she smiled.

At this time, Jiang Yao just curled her lips slightly, which made Murong Zhao feel a little hot in his heart.

When Jiang Yao saw Murong Zhao didn't say anything, she raised her eyebrows slightly and then lowered her head to watch the competition on the stage.

Murong Zhao came back to his senses only after Jiang Yao turned her head. He was secretly annoyed with himself for being so obsessed with his disciple. He secretly spat at himself a few times before looking at Jiang Yao again.

He was not surprised that Jiang Yao would say those words, and because of that, he felt better.

Jiang Yao didn't know that the Golden Dragon Sword in her hand was exactly one of the Dragon and Phoenix Twin Swords ranked third on the Divine Weapon List, and was an exact pair with Murong Zhao's Phoenix Feather Sword.

The victory in the audience was already decided. Whether it was Lu Qingyao's initial stage of foundation building or her outstanding ice spirit roots, the inner disciples were amazed.

And after seeing her defeat opponents of the same level so easily, the discussions became even more heated.

For a while, Lu Qingyao was the most popular person.

Lu Qingyao put away her sword and saluted, smiling obediently: "Junior brother, I'm grateful for your kindness."

The disciple sitting opposite her couldn't smile. He just forced a smile and jumped off the stage.

Lu Qingyao didn't mind the disciple's behavior. Feeling the enthusiastic gazes of the disciples around her, the smile on her face became even bigger.

After stepping down from the stage, she put those fanatical looks behind her and hurried to the platform where Xuanyuan Li was.

When she passed by the platform where Murong Zhao and Jiang Yao were, she paused and her eyes were fixed on Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao had her back to her, her back straight, her black hair neatly tied up and hanging down to her waist.

Before she had looked for long, she saw Murong Zhao's unfriendly eyes. His eyes, which were usually lazy and half-closed, now contained a hint of warning and scrutiny. She shuddered and left quickly.

Jiang Yao noticed someone passing by behind the platform, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

She looked at the comparison on the ring. The disciple was a good disciple, but the scene of the fight was too boring. She couldn't help but feel a little uninterested, but due to her character, she said nothing.

But fortunately, she has an unconventional master.

"Jiang Yao, do you want to go to the secret realm to practice?" When Murong Zhao said the word "Experience", it seemed as if he was asking Jiang Yao if he wanted to eat.

Jiang Yao wanted to go, but she said solemnly, "Master, this is against the rules."

Murong Zhao snorted lightly: "Rules are dead, people are alive, as long as I want to go..."

His words came to an abrupt end. Jiang Yao turned around in confusion, only to see Wuji Sect's leader Qiu Wuji standing behind Murong Zhao with a smile on his face.

"Where do you want to go, Zhao Zhao?" Qiu Wuji didn't consider himself an outsider at all. He pulled over a chair and sat next to Murong Zhao.

Bright...

Phew, if it wasn’t for maintaining her character, Jiang Yao would have laughed out loud.