These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

until.

"Whoosh!"

It sounded like an arrow piercing the air.

"boom!"

The strange young man wielding a long sword collapsed to the ground.

The sword fell into the dust.

Still somewhat dazed, Xu Qingtan watched as Wei Tu, dressed in white, walked off the stage. He glanced at himself.

Xu Qing couldn't quite describe that look in his eyes, but it seemed to contain endless disappointment.

He quickly stopped looking at himself and squatted down to check on the boy's condition.

Then he stood up and said to Yuan Wei, who was not far away.

“Uncle-Master Yuan, this disciple took forbidden drugs and forcibly endured a realm he could not withstand. This is considered cheating. After his injuries are healed, he should be expelled from the sect.”

Yuan Wei nodded, then looked at Xu Qingtan who was standing to the side.

"So he won?"

This is perfectly normal; there is absolutely no problem in awarding the victory to a cheating opponent.

However, Wei Tu did not look at Xu Qingtan, but shook his head.

"Completely unprepared, surrendering at the last minute is tantamount to offering one's neck for execution... Let's sentence her to a loss and send her to the outer sect to reflect on her actions."

Wei Tu's words surprised Yuan Wei.

A great deal of noise erupted from the surrounding area.

The other disciples felt that this was too harsh on Xu Qingtan, and that Wei Tu was just a disciple, not an elder, so how could he make such a decision?

But what prevented them from speaking was that even Chen Ran, who had personally taught Xu Qingtan, remained silent, seemingly quite calm.

But Xu Qingtan became indignant.

She could imagine the situation of going to the outer sect. You can get basic mental techniques and sword skills, but there is no one to teach you, resources are very scarce, and you can't even step into the Scripture Pavilion. How can you take revenge?

Why is it that I can't keep up with Ji Xiangwan's speed?

Is he really so afraid of Ji Xiangwan that he's even trying to suppress him?!

On what grounds?!

"Why should I?!"

Xu Qingtan couldn't help but shout it out.

Wei Tu and Yuan Wei turned around to look at Xu Qingtan, whose eyes were almost bloodshot.

Her loss of composure seemed almost expected.

Wei Tu showed no pity in his eyes; he simply raised his head slightly, looking at the girl with a confrontational expression.

"Based on your handling of the sudden situation just now without any sense of crisis, do you think that everything you encounter in the future will be like this, standing together prepared, waiting for someone to say 'start' before beginning the sparring, and then stopping after a brief exchange?"

Xu Qing angrily pointed to the sidelines.

"Ask them! How would they react in this situation?"

Wei Tu calmly met the girl's gaze.

"Most of them, no, probably all of them, won't react, but that's the situation you've encountered."

"So I'm just unlucky?!"

"Yes, you're the one who's unlucky."

"Why?! This isn't fair!"

"Where is fairness in this world? Many people here have their own past, whether happy or tragic, but who can they ask for fairness? If you want fairness, go down the mountain and take a walk. When you encounter danger, ask the person in front of you why there is no fairness. Do you think everyone in the Immortal Continent, every elder and disciple of the Yuanjian Sect, has survived to this day because of fairness? What have they relied on? Strength and ability, not fairness!"

Xu Qingtan stared blankly at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu's tone rose in an unusual way.

He looked at the girl in front of him, who seemed speechless and dejected, and suddenly smiled.

"You want fairness, huh? Pick up your sword... Su Su, lend me your sword for a moment."

Su Mi, standing on the sidelines, hesitated for a moment, but still subconsciously handed the sword to Wei Tu.

Xu Qing looked at Wei Tu with a puzzled expression.

Wei Tu looked at Xu Qingtan, then calmly raised his sword and said.

"Now, I'm sealing my own aura, not using any techniques related to aura or cultivation level. I'll just spar with you using sword techniques. If you can exchange two blows with me, you win. Forget inner disciple status, I'll make you a true disciple! Want to try?" PS: Wow, I seem to have written quite a few new character storylines lately. I'm a bit caught up in it. I should be able to finish writing them today, then it'll be the main storyline. I don't know if you guys are bored, but I think it's quite interesting, not too padded, and the quality is decent. I'll add an extra chapter later. I'm going to get some sleep now~

76 Xu Qingtan, is that enough? (Bonus chapter 2 for monthly votes)

Probably no one expected that this supposedly ordinary sect competition would turn out like this.

One is a young and handsome man burdened with countless fame, glory, and legendary stories.

One was a younger disciple who had just started his apprenticeship and encountered an accident, leaving him with many worries.

In such an unfair contest of strength, Wei Tu seems to have proposed a rule that is relatively fair.

After all, all Xu Qingtan needed to do was withstand two of his moves, and he wouldn't use any of his aura or cultivation level.

It's like he's not even at the Foundation Establishment stage, and he's simply using his sword techniques to spar with this girl whose talent is recognized by many.

It seems like an opportunity was given, but it also seems like no opportunity was given.

But what's even more intriguing is why this usually amiable young man, who is adored by the female disciples, suddenly adopted this attitude towards the boy they admire.

Xu Qingtan knew this, and she firmly believed that Wei Tu was trying to undermine her confidence.

She did this precisely to humiliate herself.

In the end, everyone is in cahoots and no different. He suppresses me, makes me worthless, and ruins my reputation. This will not only make Ji Xiangwan happy, but even if I reveal his secret with the sect leader, no one will believe me.

Malicious intent...

But does he want to admit defeat, or be defeated by him?

"It doesn't matter anymore," Xu Qing said, becoming even more stiff.

She took a deep breath.

"Come on, come on."

Wei Tu calmly looked at her, then walked towards Xu Qingtan step by step.

He drew his sword.

Xu Qing swore he had seen the sword strike clearly; it was so simple and straightforward, and indeed there was no suppression of any realm or fluctuation of aura.

In this respect, he is still considered trustworthy.

But just as Xu Qingtan confidently extended his sword, moving with incredible speed to parry Wei Tu's attack...

"..."

She missed her target.

Almost everyone saw the exact same thing as her; their swords must have clashed in an instant, and perhaps, without Wei Tu using her aura, they were evenly matched.

But the image freezes in the next instant.

Her sword missed its target, while his sword landed just above her shoulder.

"What……"

Xu Qing hadn't reacted yet.

"Snapped!"

Wei Tu swung his sword downwards, striking the girl's thin shoulder directly. Xu Qingtan instantly felt a burning pain in her shoulder, causing her to stagger uncontrollably.

Then Wei Tu drew his sword again.

This was the second sword strike he mentioned, and it was clearly aimed at the hand holding the sword.

Xu Qing gritted his teeth, vowing to withstand this sword strike no matter what.

but……

"clang!"

"what……"

The girl's sword fell to the ground, and she covered her bright red forearm.

He stared at Wei Tu in disbelief.

Even now... she still doesn't understand where the other party's bizarre swordsmanship came from, or how it was so fast and ruthless.

And with his sword falling to the ground, it was clear... he had failed the test.

She could even see the pitying looks in the eyes of those around her, as if to say: Why not just accept the arrangement obediently? Why argue with this boy?

Of course they wouldn't know why! How could they possibly know everything they've been through!

They should be grateful they weren't that unlucky; why should they pity themselves?

Xu Qing had no way to release her emotions, and her face was even more ashen than before, as if she had lost all hope.

Wei Tu didn't even glance at her. He gripped his sword in reverse and walked back, leaving the sword-training ground with the girl who had been waiting for him.

It even seemed like I could hear their conversation.

"Senior brother, are you really sure it's okay for you to treat him like this...?"

"Some people really think that just because they've suffered a little, they've become the most pitiful people in the world. Let's wake her up."

hateful……

hateful……!