[MTL, BG] Do You Know How to Conquer Villains?

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Of course, this competition will not end here. After casting three or four spells in a row, Ji Qingzhuo felt that a lot of his mana was consumed.

She couldn't recover her mana on her own, but - she wanted to win.

When she originally went to the competition stage, she certainly didn't think about fighting to see if she could win, because she was not very interested in fighting, and she felt that her chance of winning was very low, and it was not worth paying the price.

But - Ji Qingzhuo clenched the handle of the umbrella, she thought, after taking the stage, this Wen Ying actually said that her magic weapon was unlucky. She couldn't stand this, and the things she cared about were always strange.

So, even though she knew her chances of winning were low, she still wanted to... give it a try.

Wen Ying was not an easy opponent to deal with. Seeing that the vines were tightly entangled with his limbs, he quickly reacted while using the magic weapon and shot out a bright fire spell, trying to burn the vines away. At the same time, he cooperated with the wind spirit spell. , using wind to fan the fire.

He was equivalent to using three different spells at the same time, which made the monks in the audience couldn't help but say: "Wonderful, I didn't expect that he could control spells with three attributes at the same time. I didn't know that Ji Qingzhuo could control spells with three attributes at the same time." How to deal with it..."

Once the vines were burned and Wen Ying caught up with her, Ji Qingzhuo had no ability to fight back.

In the understanding of these monks, at this stage of their cultivation, being able to cast three spells with different attributes at the same time is already the best, because different spells require distracting control - probably, controlling the left and right hands to write two different spells at the same time. The same words.

The more spells that require distracting control, the more powerful spiritual support is needed, and the combined use of multiple spells can only be used at the Golden Core stage or above.

However, these things that monks find difficult are extremely simple in Ji Qingzhuo's view. Her control of spells is just like solving a precise mathematical problem, and the computing power of her brain is far more than that.

Seeing Wen Ying's Minghuo Technique combined with the Wind Spirit Jue, Ji Qingzhuo raised his hand, and another Water Diversion Jue fell. The clear spring, like a flexible snake, directly penetrated into the flame root of the Minghuo Technique, cutting off the large amount of air brought by the Wind Spirit Jue. , her magic control is very exquisite, and the use of every bit of magic power is exquisite.

Such beautiful application of spells can be regarded as art. Ji Qingzhuo manipulates simple five-element spells as if he is playing with the rhythm of spiritual energy, with skill and grace.

A few of her small operations weakened Wen Ying's momentum, and Wen Ying's eyes widened when he noticed that Ji Qingzhuo actually cast four different spells at the same time.

This... how is this possible? Where does her cultivation level come from with such powerful consciousness?

Wen Ying was surprised in his heart, but Ji Qingzhuo ignored one thing, that is, as a monk, he was very strong due to his spiritual energy training.

The vines were entangled around him. In fact, all he needed to do was—

Wen Ying pulled with both hands and directly tore off the fragile vines summoned by Ji Qingzhuo.

When he made this move, Ye Duanhong, who had been observing the situation on the competition stage, lowered his head and recorded it on paper with an expressionless face, deducting points for him.

The assessment in the spell class is basically to use the learned spells to fight against each other. If you think about using other powers when you first start learning spells and fail to lay a good foundation, you will not be able to go far in the future.

In fact, Wen Ying also knew that what he was doing was inappropriate, but... he simply didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Ji Qingzhuo. He was young and energetic, and he was at a good age to lose face.

"Wen Ying is confused. If we increase the output of the open fire technique, it's not impossible to burn the vines." "

Oh, this point is deducted. Even if we win, the score should not be high."

"Wen Ying is too victorious. Some." someone commented.

But only Shen Rongyu, who had been observing the competition stage, knew that Wen Ying had a blush on his face when he tore off the vines on his hand. He knew that he just didn't want to show his weak side to Ji Qingzhuo.

Shen Rongyu chuckled lightly, and his eyes fell on Ji Qingzhuo in the air, but unfortunately she really... couldn't understand.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't notice Wen Ying's little thoughts at all. When she saw Wen Ying coming towards her with a sword, holding an umbrella, she turned around and ran away.

Several streaks of Gengjin Qi passed behind him, which were flying blades summoned by the Burning Gold Jue. Ji Qingzhuo listened to the sound of the flying blades breaking through the air, calculated the direction and impact point of the flying blades, and spun around to avoid them.

On the competition stage, tiny air currents surrounded her body. Her skirt fluttered, spinning out a beautiful flower. Her evasive figure was light and graceful, but no one appreciated her figure. What was even more shocking was that she A way to avoid attacks.

"This... Such an accurate prediction ability..."

"How did she find the landing point of the flying blade?"

"I have Nascent Soul cultivation level, so I can see through the trajectories of these attacks, and she is only in the Qi refining stage, so this How did you do it?"

However, just when everyone was surprised by Ji Qingzhuo's excellent evasion ability, something happened to her again.

It's good that she has strong calculation skills, but her physical strength is really poor. When the last flying blade attack passed by, although she already knew its direction, she... was tired of hiding.

Ji Qingzhuo's body and arms were very heavy. His mind was moving, but his body was too tired to move.

The last flying blade would have pierced her left arm, but the clothes Ji Qingzhuo was wearing were bought by Shen Rongyu with her and had certain defensive capabilities, so she just felt like she was hit.

She lost her center of gravity and threw herself forward. Fortunately, the umbrella opened and she started swinging again.

"I think it is necessary to add courses to train the disciples' physical fitness to the next generation of disciples."

"You see, this is the consequence of not exercising on a daily basis."

"Practice can also strengthen the body. The spiritual energy she absorbs not only strengthens the meridians. "Except, where are you strengthening?"

Many people began to talk about Ji Qingzhuo's physical problems again, but Shen Rongyu raised her eyebrows slightly when she was hit.

She was hurt again.

Ji Qingzhuo's left arm was hit and it hurt a lot. She frowned and wanted to end the competition quickly, but her magic power was no longer enough.

So, just when the blue sword in Wen Ying's hand was about to hit her, the water curtain summoned by the Water Diversion Technique rose in front of her again, confusing Wen Ying.

But Wen Ying was unmoved, his sword penetrated the water curtain in front of him, and he still chased Ji Qingzhuo.

Ji Qingzhuo held an umbrella and retreated quickly. Flowers were flying on the umbrella in his hand, blocking Wen Ying's sword edge again and again. Her body was weak and she kept flying backwards.

Although the water curtain was useless, Ji Qingzhuo still summoned the water curtain again and again. In this way, she guided Wen Ying to fly in her direction. Moreover, she used the wind spirit technique at the same time and did not summon the strong wind. Instead, it controls the air temperature around the water curtain to drop.

The art of making ice involves the combination of spiritual energy of different attributes and is an advanced content in the spell class. However, on the competition stage, Ji Qingzhuo actually used the Water Diversion Technique and the Wind Spirit Technique to create ice curtains one after another.

Speaking of which, Ji Qingzhuo learned this ability from Bingshuang. The Xuanshuang beast summons the whistling wind and snow, which is to first condense the water aura and then cool it down. When Ji Qingzhuo is in a daze, he likes to pay attention to these details that no one cares about. .

But - Wen Ying can smash the ice curtain she carefully created every time. What's the point of her doing this besides wasting mana? Wen Ying's remaining mana is enough for him to attack many times, but Ji Qingzhuo's Her mana was bottoming out, and hers showed no signs of returning.

Just when everyone was wondering why Ji Qingzhuo did this, only a few elders and a few disciples with high cultivation levels discovered the clues. Shen Rongyu naturally knew Ji Qingzhuo's intention. He was thinking that this piece of wood also had such Cunning times.

In the audience, Meng Yaolan, who had been paying attention to the competition, also laughed: "Miss Ji is lying to Wen Ying." "

Yes, the rule in the competition is that if you go out of bounds, you lose." Ye Duanhong responded, "Wen Ying, that stupid young man ."

Ji Qingzhuo used the ice curtain to guide Wen Ying to the edge of the competition stage. She was already very tired and her magic power was about to bottom out. Normally, she would give up at this time and fight whoever wanted to fight.

But... she tightened her grip on the handle of the umbrella and whispered, "I don't allow it to say that to you."

At the same time, her back was already touching the edge of the competition platform, but her calculations were accurate, and she only touched the edge. , not crossing the line.

She raised her bare hand to create the last ice curtain - and the scene in Wen Ying's eyes could only be understood by the monks in the same direction as him. Looking from his direction, the ice curtain was like a mirror, reflecting the vast competition platform behind him. , giving him the illusion that the boundary is still far away.

So, he rushed straight towards the last piece of ice. He knew that Ji Qingzhuo had exhausted all his mana. This time, she couldn't run away.

The sword edge shattered the ice curtain with a decisive momentum, leaving no possibility of retreat.

Ji Qingzhuo took off her strength, held the umbrella and used the last bit of magic power to slowly fall to the ground. All the sharp energy contained in the sword's edge was blocked by the red umbrella above her head.

Wen Ying, who smashed the ice curtain and rushed forward, had no possibility of turning back. He directly wielded the sword and fell out of the limit of the competition.

Ji Qingzhuo was exhausted. She stood still and gasped for air. The negative feelings caused by the exhaustion of her mana hit her body.

Even after she won, she didn't say anything. She just ran down the stage quickly and found a corner to sit down.

Tired and his hands hurt, Ji Qingzhuo sat in the corner, rubbing his injured wrist.

"You..." Yingxiu sat next to her and looked at her in disbelief, "Miss Ji, do you want to find a place to recover your mana first?"

No matter where he went, Ji Qingzhuo could not recover by himself. Mana, so she could only shake her head.

Yingxiu wanted to get closer to see Ji Qingzhuo's condition, but a hand was placed between the two of them, and Shen Rongyu came over at some point.

Shen Rongyu didn't speak, but Yingxiu had already stepped away. Unlike the respect and admiration others had for Shen Rongyu, she seemed a little afraid of him.

Ji Qingzhuo opened his mouth and wanted to call Shen Rongyu, but no sound came out. She was too tired.

Shen Rongyu lowered his eyes and looked at the umbrella she placed beside her. The bright red color was eye-catching: "Why are you so tired?"

He held her wrist, and a steady stream of spiritual energy was injected into Ji Qingzhuo's meridians through him. In the midst of it, she seemed like a dry flower that suddenly came to life.

"He said... Umbrella is not good." Ji Qingzhuo thought for a while and then told the truth.

Shen Rongyu lowered his eyes, glanced at her, and said nothing. He just held her wrist and continued to help her recover her mana.

The two people were in the corner and did not attract much attention, because the other monks focused their attention on Ye Duanhong.

Ye Duanhong sat in the main seat, holding an ink pen and quickly writing numbers on the paper to calculate the scores of the two.

It took Wen Ying a stick of incense to realize that he had lost, but soon he turned his attention elsewhere to look for Ji Qingzhuo. He remembered that she seemed to have been hit by the flying blade he summoned.

How could someone be unable to catch a flying blade? ! Wen Ying couldn't understand, but he still wanted to go to Ji Qingzhuo to see her injury.

But Ji Qingzhuo was very good at hiding. Hiding herself in the crowd was already her talent. When Wen Ying didn't find her, he started to care about his scores.

Other elders were also urging Ye Duanhong: "Old Ye, are you okay? If not, I'll calculate it for you." "I

told you earlier, if you can't calculate it yourself, just use abacus. There's no shame in it." Another elder joked.

Ye Duanhong has a high status in the sect and is very powerful. Many monks admire him and even fear him. However, he has a fatal flaw, that is, his calculation ability is too poor. Even to calculate the disciples' assessment scores, it takes a long time. After spending most of the day,

Shen Rongyu restored Ji Qingzhuo's magic power and returned to his auditorium. The elder next to him joked: "I feel so sorry for your little junior sister? I was in a hurry to see her as soon as I got off the competition stage."

" Yeah." Shen Rongyu nodded and actually admitted, "Her master is not here after all."

"That's true...but Sukong has such a good vision that he actually accepted such a disciple." An elder said with emotion that in the world of immortality, strength is the most important thing. They thought Ji Qingzhuo couldn't practice so they looked down on her, but her performance on the competition stage was so amazing that even Wen Ying was fooled by her.

Shen Rongyu nodded and said no more, but kept his eyes on Ji Qingzhuo.

After a long time, Ye Duanhong finally figured it out. He announced Ji Qingzhuo's score. She used four spells at the same time, and used the Water Diversion Technique combined with the Wind Spirit Technique to create ice. She used the mirror image on the ice to lure Wen Ying, turning defeat into victory. She made many mistakes. The unexpected scores gave her a lot of points.

Therefore, Ji Qingzhuo undoubtedly got the highest score in the spell class. Meng Yaolan did not encounter a strong opponent and did not need so many complex spell control abilities, so his score was lower than Ji Qingzhuo.

She took the first place in two classes in a row. In addition to being at the bottom of the training class assessment, she actually... surpassed Meng Yaolan twice?

Many people were surprised, but Meng Yaolan herself didn't care much. She didn't pay much attention to the scores and didn't try her best during the assessment.

The magic class assessment has come to a successful end. No one will focus on Ji Qingzhuo's magic weapon anymore, because they know that Ji Qingzhuo really complements this magic weapon, and there is no other magic weapon that is more suitable for her.

After the crowd in Baishiya gradually dispersed, Wen Ying finally found Ji Qingzhuo sitting in the corner and ran over.

Ji Qingzhuo waited for everyone to leave before leaving. When she saw Wen Ying approaching, she picked up her umbrella with her backhand and subconsciously ran away.

"Here you go." Wen Ying threw a small medicine bottle in front of Ji Qingzhuo. He blushed and said, "You are too weak. You can't even withstand a flying blade."

Ji Qingzhuo subconsciously took it. Wen Ying turned around and ran away. At this time, Shen Rongyu, who was dragged by a disciple to explain the magic, had just returned.

He saw Wen Ying's back walking away quickly, and also saw Ji Qingzhuo sitting there blankly.

At this time, there was no one here. Ji Qingzhuo was holding a medicine bottle in one hand and a red umbrella beside him, looking quite lonely.

"Zhuozhuo, we're back." Shen Rongyu's eyes fell on the medicine bottle she was holding tightly.

He knew that Wen Ying gave it to her.

She actually kept it.

"Yes." Ji Qingzhuo picked up the umbrella, stood up, and was about to hold the umbrella and fly by himself.

But Shen Rongyu held her wrist and brought her to the Snow Burial Sword: "You are injured and you are still flying?"

"It must have been touched." Ji Qingzhuo touched his arm and whispered, "This dress The quality is very good, and it actually blocked the flying blade."

"I'll give you medicine when you get back." Shen Rongyu said, and he hinted at Ji Qingzhuo to remember the medicine bottle given by this outsider.

"Wen Ying gave me a bottle of medicine. I can apply it myself." Ji Qingzhuo doesn't waste things. Wen Ying ran away after losing the medicine bottle. She couldn't throw away the medicine bottle. She just used it if she could.

"I have it." Shen Rongyu said. The Snow Burial Sword under his feet flew away very fast, and even his clothes fluttered in the wind, which seemed to reflect that his current mood was not peaceful.

He was sure that Ji Qingzhuo didn't see that Wen Ying had a crush on her - it was a big breakthrough that she could remember his name.

How come she is just a piece of wood and doesn't know anything. When others give her things, she just keeps them blankly. Will she put the medicine bottle into her precious little purse later?

Shen Rongyu speculated like this, and Ji Qingzhuo actually did it. She opened her small purse and said to Shen Rongyu: "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, your medicine is too expensive, and this is just a small injury for me."

Ji Qingzhuo originally wanted to take the medicine bottle She put in the half that contained food, but Shen Rongyu held her wrist down.

"Use mine," he told her, his tone a little off.

"Then use yours." Ji Qingzhuo has a good temper, and she will agree to whatever Shen Rongyu says.

She loosened her hand and was about to put the medicine bottle away when Shen Rongyu stopped her.

"Give it to me." He knew that Ji Qingzhuo would not accept it if he lost it.

"Here you go." Ji Qingzhuo obediently placed the medicine bottle in her palm.

She felt something was wrong with Shen Rongyu again, but she could never feel the vague jealous atmosphere.

After handing the medicine bottle to Shen Rongyu, she shook the umbrella in her hand. After struggling for a long time, she tried it out and asked as if she wanted to take credit: "Senior brother Xiaoyu, am I... a little bit better today?"

Author There is something to say:

Xiaoyu: I'm jealous that she actually accepted other people's medicine and put it in her precious little purse.

Zhuozhuo: Crazyly recalled his own operations on the test field and was very proud to show off.