The people around looked at Qianjiao inexplicably, not understanding what she was going to do again.
Ling Wei, who was named, also frowned. He didn't mean to compare with the junior sister.
Ming Wuyan knew Qianjiao's thoughts, but she knew that she knew that there was no opening from the head of the sect right now, so she really wanted to see the reaction of others.
The head of Yujianmen probably also knew that there were many people around who were not convinced by Ming Wuyan, so he thought for a while, threw his phantom sword, and threw his sword in front of Qianjiao.
"Ling Wei is a man, you are a woman, and entered Yujianmen earlier than your junior sister, try!"
The Illusory Sword is not something ordinary people can use. Although Ling Wei is the acting head of Yujianmen, his strength may not be able to use the power of the Illusory Sword.
If Ling Wei lost to Ming Wuyan, of course he would lose face, but if he won, the little girl Ming Wuyan might not be able to graduate, so he rejected Qianjiao's request.
You know, the latter two assessments are more difficult than the first three.
Qianjiao didn't dare to move her sword, and everyone around her gloated at her.
Que Ya said even more funnyly: "Qianjiao, you really dance swords, don't say you hold a sword like flying like a little junior sister, and dance like a bird, you also dance twice!"
"That's right, you are so powerful and like to sow discord, you are a sword dancer!" Ling An also roared sharply in the crowd.
Ming Wuyan heard the voice and glanced at Ling An with a smile, as expected, her family is very supportive of her family!
Qianjiao held the sword, gritted her teeth, and began to dance with the sword. However, she felt that the sword was too heavy, and she still had spiritual power to stop her. After only two moves, the sword trembled in her hand, and finally she let it go, and the blade fell on her feet. The pain made her cry.
"Haha... I can't even hold the sword steadily!" Someone around laughed loudly.
Qianjiao was so angry that her eyes were red, she felt that the head of the school was helping Ming Wuyan on purpose, because Ming Wuyan was the woman of her uncle, so all the heads of Yutian Academy were helping Ming Wuyan.
Thinking of this, she backed away and limped to the side, not daring to speak again.
"The following is a one-on-one challenge. If you want to challenge your junior sisters, you can come forward." The head of Yujianmen said loudly.
People around looked at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to step forward to challenge.
After a moment of silence, Teng Ling stepped forward, "Why don't I do it! Junior sister, how about we decide the outcome with five moves, without using spiritual power."
Ming Wuyan nodded, "Okay."
The head of Yujian Sect didn't say anything, he took out two wooden swords from the side and threw them to Ming Wuyan and Teng Ling respectively, "Use this to compete with each other, and it won't hurt anyone."
"Yes." Ming Wuyan nodded, and seriously raised the wooden sword in her hand.
Qianjiao, whose feet were still hurting outside the arena, was very angry. She felt that the head of Yujianmen was trying to put water on Ming Wuyan, and it was too biased to use two wooden swords for a competition.
Ming Wuyan and Teng Ling used their swords almost at the same time, but because Ming Wuyan was faster, Teng Ling lost the first move.
People around screamed, and many thought that Teng Ling had released the water.
Teng Ling also held his breath, and seriously began to adjust the movements of his hands and calculate his moves.
He challenged Junior Sister not because he wanted to win, but he didn't want to lose either. He really wanted to discuss the art of swordsmanship with Junior Sister.
The younger junior sister's swordsmanship has been passed down from Man Wang and Bai Jichen, and he can learn a lot from the younger junior sister.