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Chapter 170 Double Pride (End)

After defeating Zhao Lian, Yang Zhen entered the top eight in qualifying.

On the 29th, there will be two rounds of competition, namely eight to four in the morning and semi-finals in the afternoon.

In the match in the morning, the opponent's weapon was a sword, which was far less threatening than Zhao Lian's long spear. Yang Zhen took the opportunity to practice the stick technique, and finally knocked him down with the sword, and the man surrendered in time.

The opponent in the afternoon is Zhao Ying.

After watching the match in the morning, the girl put away her sword and fought Yang Zhenyou with both fists just like last time.

However, Yang Zhen suffered a loss from her once, how could she be fooled again, not to mention that he now has mana and has more ways to deal with it.

He was holding a few stones in each hand.When Zhao Ying kept fighting, refusing to contact him, and quietly accumulating mana, he suddenly raised his hands and threw a dozen stones at her.

If it was one or two, Zhao Ying could dodge it without any effort, but after a dozen or so, she had no way to dodge, and she was hit twice.

"Ah!" The girl let out a cry of pain, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, and she collapsed to the ground.

Mana Backfire.

Yang Zhen wins!

The opponent in the final was none other than the seed from the upper half, the undefeated Zhao Yueer so far!
……

In the afternoon, the mountain behind the school.

Yang Zhen held Zhao Yue'er by the hand, and the two wandered among the mountain roads.

The valley is quiet and the water is gurgling.

Can Xue took the spring mud and whispered under the shade of the tree.On the treetops, new shoots like grass grew.Those tender yellow leaves seem to be petals tied on the thread.

"Tomorrow, we will leave this academy." Looking at the familiar scenery in front of her, Yang Zhen sighed softly.

In the past two years, he has seen every plant and tree here, walked and meditated here, practiced stick skills, and missed the people around him...

Zhao Yueer responded softly, she also misses this place, here, brother Shitou told her many, many stories...

"Tell me another story." She shook Yang Zhen's arm.

"it is good!"

"Let's say that in ancient times there was a mortal dynasty called the Song Dynasty. Next to the Song Dynasty's capital Lin'an, there was a small village called Niujia Village..."

"...On this day, a Taoist priest with a cow nose came to Niujia Village..."

"..."

Yang Zhen silently talked about her love for this novel in her previous life.

Zhao Yueer looked at him sideways, her big eyes shining with starlight.

The story is very long, until the night fell, the two people still didn't realize it.

A night owl fluttered out of the forest, chirping "quack", waking up the quiet.

Only then did the two realize that it was very late, and Yang Zhen quickly stopped and told:

"There is still a long, long story to tell, let's stop here today."

"Yeah." Zhao Yue'er was still interested, looking at him, "Tell me next time."

After a pause, she added: "Go to the Zongmen and tell me about it later."

"Okay!" Yang Zhen responded with a smile.

In the night, the little girl's pretty face with clear water and hibiscus glowed like a piece of naturally carved white jade.

Yang Zhen hugged her lightly: "Is it cold?"

The little girl shook her head, then nodded slowly, and suddenly buried her face in his chest, smiling embarrassedly.

"Tomorrow, I will win against you. Let's see who is better." She said angrily.

"Okay!" Yang Zhen patted her on the back: "I won't hold back, see you on stage!"

……

the [-]th day of the first lunar month, morning

There will be two games on the day, followed by the graduation ceremony for the schoolchildren.

Therefore, in the auditorium, many relatives of the schoolchildren came, including Nanny and Qin Wan.

The first is the competition between the third and fourth places.

Zhao Ying's opponent was a boy with three spiritual roots. After a quarter of an hour of back and forth between the two, Zhao Ying, who was holding a sword, stabbed the opponent's calf in the end, forcing him to admit defeat.

Next, it will be the final championship battle, Yang Zhen will face Zhao Yueer!
The little girl was dressed in Tsing Yi, and her waist was fastened with a ribbon, making her look heroic.

Neither of them used weapons, but fought with both fists.

Zhao Yue'er skillfully added a light-weight technique to herself, then rushed forward and fought with Yang Zhen.

After a while, the two separated.Yang Zhen's face was bruised and purple, and her hair was messed up.

Zhao Yue'er's hair was disheveled and her face was red. She looked much more energetic than Yang Zhen.

After all, the current Yang Zhen is already reluctant to deal with the little girl.

Even so, Yuan Shanzhang, who was watching the battle, was secretly taken aback. This Yang Zhen is quite courageous. Could it be that the two had a conflict?

Or is this kid unable to eat swan meat, because of love and hate?
For a moment, he imagined countless possibilities.

He sneaked a peek at Senior Sister He Jing, but saw that she and Qin Wan next to her were laughing and talking, obviously not paying attention.

He was even more confused.

On the high platform, the sparring between Yang Zhen and Zhao Yue'er just now was considered a tie.

The two looked at each other, and they had no intention of doing anything for the time being.

Suddenly, Zhao Yueer smiled sweetly and raised her jade hand lightly.

A two-person-high, one-foot-wide water wave swept towards Yang Zhen.

The little girl didn't stop, she continued to pinch her fingers, and another wave of water roared towards Yang Zhen.

Zhao Ying's precise control over mana, she will too!And the swaying view is more agile and free.

The two waves of water, in a pincer attack from left to right, with a majestic momentum, immediately knocked Yang Zhen down and poured out of the high platform.

"I won!" Zhao Yueer cheered and made a face at Yang Zhen.

But seeing Yang Zhen suddenly smiled treacherously, spread five fingers of her right hand, and a vine about ten feet long rolled towards the little girl, binding her tightly who had just exhausted her mana and had no time to dodge.

This is the [Rattan Art] of the wood system, and with Yang Zhen's 27 wisps of wood attribute spiritual power at this time, it is enough to use it.

Yang Zhen pulled hard, and the little girl jumped towards him like a fish caught by a fishing rod.

Yang Zhen hugged her tightly, and the two of them were swept up by the water waves and fell towards the high platform.

The little girl didn't struggle at all, she stared at him with her dark starry eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.

"Plop!" The two fell to the ground, their bodies drenched by the waves.

……

All the qualifying rounds were over, and the final champion was Zhao Yueer, and the runner-up was Yang Zhen.

Because Yang Zhen's back hit the ground first, she was sentenced to lose.

Neither Yang Zhen nor Zhao Yueer objected to this result.

Then came the rewards for qualifying.

No.1, the prize is a low-grade magic weapon of the first rank, worth about [-] spirit stones. Zhao Yueer picked a sword at random.

Then there is a bottle of first-rank low-grade Huiqi Pill (Class A), a total of [-] pieces, worth [-] spirit stones.

The first-grade low-grade Huiqi Pill is specially given to monks in the early stage of Qi training, the middle-grade one is for monks in the middle stage of Qi training, and the top-grade one is for late-stage and perfect monks.

The quality of this low-level elixir is only grade A and B, and the worse grade C, even if it is given for free, no monk will take it.

When it comes to high-level pills, the quality division will gradually be refined, and there will be more levels.For example, the third-tier elixirs already have four levels: A, B, C, and D.

Therefore, with Zhao Yue'er's current cultivation level, this first-class low-grade Huiqi Pill is quite useful.

Finally, there is a reward of one hundred spirit stones.

All the rewards are worth less than two hundred spirit stones. For a little girl who is worth several thousand, the honor is greater than the prize.

The reward for Yang Zhen No. 2 is a low-grade magic weapon or a return to Qi pill.Yang Zhen kept the wooden rattan armor on her body, it was regarded as a prize, and she didn't have to return it to Yuan Shanchang.

In addition, there is a reward of fifty spirit stones.

No.3, one bottle of Huiqi Dan, twenty spirit stones.

No.4, half a bottle of Huiqi Dan, ten pieces of Lingshi.

Because Zhao Lian failed to win a game, he finally ranked No.16. The prizes were ten Huiqi pills and five spirit stones, which were only worth eight spirit stones in total.

For him who originally hoped to get the top two and make up for his family's shortfall with rewards, it was tantamount to a complete failure!

More importantly, he also damaged a borrowed Taoist robe, which was at least another thirty spirit stones in debt.

Yang Zhen, you have caused me a lot of losses and made my family worse. I will never forgive you!
In the crowd, Zhao Lian swore secretly.

(End of Volume Three)
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