The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

Zhao Zhiruo hurriedly bowed, not caring whether she was a junior or not.

"Excuse me, hurry up and finish the school entrance competition arena!"

Miejue Shi gave Zhao Zhiruo a cold look, then raised his hand.

Zhao Zhiruo didn't dare to say more, so she walked towards the ring very nervously.

After she stood still, the Emei disciple who was in charge of singing picked up the list again.

"Student Ji Xiaofu, please come to the stage to complete the competition!"

Compared with the urging and impatience towards Zhao Zhiruo before, this time the disciple Xuanchang became humble and kind in an instant.

"Ji Xiaofu? How could it be her!"

Zhao Zhiruo's expression changed.

And as the voice of the Xuansang disciple fell, a figure stepped on the flowers and came with him, landing on the ring.

"Ji Xiaofu!"

"Ji Xiaofu!"

"Xiaofu, Xiaofu, hit you until you are convinced!"

Seeing this figure appear, the Emei disciples immediately went crazy.

A group of people raised their hands to call her, very excited.

Different from the enthusiastic atmosphere on her side, Zhao Zhiruo seemed to have turned into an ugly duckling. Not only was she ignored, but she also became a background board for others.

"As expected of Emei School Belle!"

Zhao Zhiruo let out a long breath, her face full of despair.

Ji Xiaofu is not only the most talented among the disciples of their generation, but also an out-and-out beauty.

From the first day she joined the Emei School, she was the legend of the whole Emei.

Many people have even predicted that Ji Xiaofu will definitely take over the head of Emei in the end, and may even become the head of the elders' house.

And for such a talented girl, the so-called school entrance competition is just a place to gain reputation for her.

When Zhao Zhiruo was in despair, she didn't realize that a black energy slowly floated out of her body, and was absorbed by something unknown.

"Ji Xiaofu, please advise!"

Ji Xiaofu looked extremely calm throughout the whole process.

After the referee announced the start, Ji Xiaofu cupped her hands slightly and looked at Zhao Zhiruo.

This was also the first time for her to look at Zhao Zhiruo directly.

"Zhao Zhiruo, please advise!"

Zhao Zhiruo wanted to cry but had no tears, so she returned the gift.

Zheng!

But just as she stopped, Ji Xiaofu's sword light had already pierced her face.

With a slash of the sword, Zhao Zhiruo felt heat gushing out of her neck before she even had time to react.

"I... can't even catch a move?"

Zhao Zhiruo touched the blood on her neck in disbelief, and fell on the ring.

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The next moment, Zhao Zhiruo found herself back in the dormitory again.

As before, Ding Minjun came over and dragged her to the Yanwu Hall.

Immediately afterwards, the scene where she was blocked by Ji Xiaofu with a knife was staged again...

This endless cycle lasted for a long time, so that Zhao Zhiruo's eyes were already red in the end.

"Ji Xiaofu, no matter how powerful you are, I will kill you this time!"

Before Zhao Zhiruo even got on the ring, she had already shown her killing intent.

And her killing intent was sucked by something.

On the arena, Zhao Zhiruo's sword was extremely fierce, and she didn't even hide her sword control skills, and just took it out to slash randomly.

Ji Xiaofu, who could have sealed Zhao Zhiruo's throat with a knife, has already fought back and forth with Zhao Zhiruo.

"Kill you, kill you!"

Zhao Zhiruo was filled with only the desire to kill.

The clay figurine was still angry, and Zhao Zhiruo had been killed so many times, so it was impossible for her to have no resentment at all.

After going back and forth hundreds of tricks, Zhao Zhiruo finally found a chance to kill Ji Xiaofu.

But when her sword was about to penetrate Ji Xiaofu's heart, Zhao Zhiruo paused.

"School Enrollment Battle... Do you need to kill someone?"