Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"good!"

Nan Shunian chewed the lollipop in her mouth, her eyes flashing, "I'm going all in!"

Yang Xian gave a final reminder: "Remember to be decisive and efficient in your movements, and don't show any timidity!"

It's unclear whether Nan Shunian heard it or not, but she had already started walking towards the arena.

She put her hands in the pockets of her large sweatpants, exuding an air of nonchalant nonchalance.

One step, two steps.

He took each step slowly but steadily.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she stepped onto the stage for today's final match.

"Nan family, Nan Shunian."

"I'll defend this arena..."

She stood at an angle in the center of the ring, with the stick of a lollipop still in her mouth.

A pair of dead fish eyes slowly swept across the dark mass of people below the stage.

It's like being forcibly woken up from an afternoon nap; your whole body is filled with impatience and displeasure.

But it was precisely this sleepy-looking appearance that successfully stunned the entire audience.

Someone in the crowd immediately recognized her.

"Nan Shunian? It's her!"

"Isn't she the one who, like Yang Shen, received recognition for a divine-level cultivation technique at the opening ceremony?"

"That's right, it's her! I often see her walking with Yang Shen. Sure enough, a prodigy's friends are prodigies too!"

"I know her; she's a junior member of the Wudao Nan family! No wonder she's so confident!"

"Look at her, she's completely confident of victory! She doesn't take us seriously at all!"

"Nonsense! Yang Shen can kill a fourth-realm demon in one move, so as a genius of the same level, her strength shouldn't be much worse, right?"

The crowd's discussions grew louder, and their gazes toward Nan Shunian were filled with awe and apprehension.

The main reason is that Yang Xian's performance was so shocking that it left an indelible impression on everyone.

By association, they naturally placed Nan Shunian, who often spent time with Yang Xian and also possessed divine-level skills, on the same unattainable level.

In their eyes, she was definitely another exceptionally talented woman!

However, at this very moment, this "proud daughter of heaven" was already panicking.

"Don't go on stage!"

"Please, please, don't go on stage!"

"Just hold on for these few more minutes!"

"Why hasn't the referee announced the result yet?!"

Nan Shunian was screaming internally, her teeth grinding against the plastic stick with tension.

Thankfully, she has a poker face, otherwise her facial expression would have given her away immediately.

The referee on the platform cleared his throat and asked loudly:

"Any students interested in going up on stage to take on the challenge?"

"If no one challenges the champion, the last spot for advancement today will belong to Nan Shunian."

The audience remained silent, looking at each other but no one dared to move.

Anyone who sleeps with that would be a fool!

This isn't a question of whether or not there's a willingness to take on the challenge; it's simply that the difference in strength is far too great.

Knowing full well that you are no match for them, yet still forcing yourself to go on stage, that is foolishness disguised as passion.

Even if we win, it's just a stroke of luck.

Moreover, judging from the other party's nonchalant demeanor, how could they possibly lose?

Time ticked by, and seeing that no one had yet responded, the referee on the platform finally raised his hand.

"Time's up! Since there are no challengers, I hereby announce that the tenth qualifier of the first day of the Freshman Competition is..."

"Nan Shunian, my classmate!"

As the referee finished speaking, a sparse round of applause rang out from the audience, seemingly unsurprised by the result.

Nan Shunian let out a long, long sigh of relief, feeling that the back of her clothes was soaked with cold sweat.

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Outside the stadium.

"Yang Xian!"

"That really scared me to death! You have no idea how nervous I was..."

Nan Shunian grabbed Yang Xian's arm and leaned against him, her legs still trembling so badly she could barely stand.

If Yang Xian hadn't been supporting her, she probably would have collapsed to the ground on the spot.

If someone had actually stubbornly taken the stage just now, Nan Shunian would have become the biggest laughing stock in the entire history of Chengwu University.

Others probably never dreamed that a salted fish with virtually zero combat ability would actually advance on the first day of the highly competitive freshman competition by "stealing chickens".

"You said you believed me!" Yang Xian said, supporting her, somewhat amused. "When have I ever lied to you?"

This guy was all high and mighty on stage just now, but now he's as cowardly as a quail.

"Oh! I knew you were the best to me!" Nan Shunian rarely acted coquettishly. It took her a while to regain some strength in her legs.

"Good to know." Yang Xian pinched her cheek, which felt quite nice. "Then remember to keep your promise to me tonight."

"Huh? What is it?" Nan Shunian lifted her head from his embrace, her dead fish eyes filled with confusion.

"Tsk, you've already forgotten?" Yang Xian said in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"You told me before we came that if I could help you get through this, we'd do something different tonight."

"Ropes, whips, blindfolds, small candles..."

Nan Shunian's mind went blank for a moment.

broken!

I think I made up a few random things to get his help... and he actually got his way!

but……

If Yang Xian really likes it, then... it might not be impossible...

"Ahem!" A suspicious blush rose on Nan Shunian's cheeks, and her eyes began to dart around:

"I... I clearly said that if you promised to help me get on stage, I would consider it..."

"But since you really did me a big favor this time, I'll reluctantly grant your request this time."

Just as Yang Xian continued to tease her, a clear female voice came from not far away, interrupting the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, please wait!"

Yang Xian subconsciously turned around to look.

A tall, slender foreign girl with dazzling long blonde hair and snow-white skin was walking briskly toward them.

is her.

Yang Xian remembered.

The opponent was Elena, a foreign female warrior with whom she had a brief encounter.

His eyes instantly turned cold, and he silently shielded Nan Shunian behind him.

"You're here to avenge Cardin?"