After everyone drew their swords, it was time for the young disciples to compete.
Yuanxiao was trembling as he held the peach wood sword. He could do nothing except making a sword flower. He was eliminated in the first round and returned to Xiaoyaozi.
Xiaoyaozi caressed Yuanxiao lovingly and said, "You are going to take the college entrance examination, so you can't spend too much time on cultivation. Try to perform well next year."
Yuanxiao was not criticized by his master. He felt as if he had been pardoned and sat happily next to Blake Lin.
They were on a high platform with an open square below. The disciples competed in pairs, and the winning half was divided into two groups, and the rankings were determined in this way.
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