Feng Yu Die landed headfirst onto the stage.
Seeing her make such an entrance, Bai Yuexin, the examiner, was in a bad mood. They had to yell three times before she came up, and even then, it seemed that someone who came with her effectively threw her up here.
Such people were generally ruffians.
She glanced at Feng Yu Die with a frown and asked, "Where's your salute?!"
Feng Yu Die hurriedly got up, wiped her face, and looking at both of her hands, she realized that her sword was still next to Pei Lianxue who omitted to throw it as well.Awkwardly, she went to the platform edge, took a wooden sword, and weighed it in her hand.
"Mm-hmm!"
After that, she returned to the center of the stage, bowed respectfully, and presented a martial salute to Bai Yuexin.
"Please teach me, Sister."
"Sister?" Bai Yuexin was displeased. "You haven't been accepted yet, so you should call me Senior."
"Oh... please teach me, Senior..."
Bai Yuexin frowned and took a closer look at this silver-haired girl. Silver hair was really rare, and strangely, it made this girl look like a fairy.Maybe because she was jealous of her good looks, or maybe because she felt she was being treated like a fool and not taken seriously, she suddenly felt angry for no reason.
Anyway, the outcome of the sword test was in her hands.
Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't use her full power. Otherwise, these *Qi Refining* stage cultivators wouldn't last a single move before they were knocked off the stage when faced with the **Heavenly Cloud Peak** disciples, so they still went easy on them.
But this girl...
Bai Yuexin wanted to teach her a lesson to remember and planned to take her down in two moves.
She dangled her wooden sword in her right hand and raised her chin to Feng Yu Die. "Come on, make a move."
Feng Yu Die nodded, looked at the way Bai Yuexin held the sword, and reminded her in a low voice. "Senior, be careful."
Then, she breathed in lightly. She took a step and, in the blink of an eye, she was in front of her.
*Sa---*
A cold light flashed, and the sound of the sword piercing the air was heard.
Caught by surprise, Bai Yuexin almost didn't react, but still, she quickly raised the wooden sword to parry.
However, the moment she blocked Feng Yu Die's sword, she felt the wrist bones holding the sword scream. Feng Yu Die's sword felt as heavy as a mountain rock.
And the next moment, with a click, the wooden sword she held suddenly broke in two.
Feng Yu Die was also startled and hastily changed her sword direction.
The sword that was swinging toward Bai Yuexin's neck turned in a flash and pointed upward, close to the tip of her nose.
"..."
Half of the wooden sword fell on the stage and Bai Yuexin just froze in place.
She looked at the broken wooden sword in her hand, and then at the intact wooden sword in Feng Yu Die's hand.
The swords collided at the same time, so why did her sword break but Feng Yu Die's was intact?
"Senior, you let me win." Feng Yu Die took two steps back, cupped her hands, and saluted.
In a single clash of swords, the winner was decided.
The disciple who took notes was also stunned.
As the saying goes, "Onlookers see it clear, authorities are in the dark." But as a bystander, he did not see Feng Yu Die's movements at all, he just heard the sounds of 'sa' and 'click', and it was all over.
He looked at Bai Yuexin, then at Feng Yu Die, hesitated for a while, and then shouted: "Feng Yu Die won!"
At this, the initially noisy venue instantly became silent.
Even the disciples who were competing on the other sword-testing platforms stopped, turned their heads, and looked toward the **Heavenly Cloud Peak** platform.
They couldn't believe that there was actually a person who won on the sword-testing platform of **Heavenly Cloud Peak**.
That was **Heavenly Cloud Peak**, the base camp of the ***Black Star***'s sword cultivator disciples.
A sword cultivator was actually defeated by a little cultivator in the *Qi Refining* stage.
Rather than wondering who won against a **Heavenly Cloud** disciple, they were more curious to know which disciple was defeated.
This year's sword test was different from the previous ones.
In the previous sword test selection, only one or two elders came to observe.
But now, not only did all five elders come, but the Matriarch's golden-crowned parrot was also there.
Even the disciples from the **Moon Spring Peak**, who were weaker in swordsmanship, were particularly anxious today for fear of being defeated by those who participated in the selection and embarrassing themselves.
But now, someone had been defeated.
Everyone looked at Bai Yuexin with sympathy, thinking that she would be severely punished by the **Heavenly Cloud Peak** elders after going back.
Bai Yuexin swallowed, still not believing what happened.
But the broken sword was on the ground, and she still had the hilt in her hand, and there was no way to deny it.
At least, if the fight went on for a while, back and forth, it would have been fine if the sword was broken at the end, but it happened in one instant...
Bai Yuexin raised her head shakily, looked at the other sword-testing platforms, and upon seeing the sympathy in the eyes of her fellow disciples, she felt so ashamed that her legs began to tremble involuntarily, and her ears turned red.
Tears began to well up in her eyes.
Seeing her state, the disciple who was taking notes quickly reminded her using voice transmission: *[Don't just stand there, Sister Bai! Quickly perform the martial arts salute and tell that girl to get off the stage.]*
"Oh..." Hearing the reminder of her fellow disciple, Bai Yuexin was startled but held back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes and bowed to Feng Yu Die. "Ah... I am... I accept defeat."
Feng Yu Die looked at her face, and seeing that she was on the verge of tears, hurriedly spoke to comfort her. "Senior, victory or defeat is a common issue in military affairs, so don't worry too much about it. There is no shame in losing to me."
Although Feng Yu Die really wanted to comfort her, this comfort sounded like twisting a knife in her wound.
"..."
Bai Yuexin sniffled, lowered her head, and touched her face with her sleeve, trying to hide her tears.
The disciple who took notes also gave a meaningful look at Feng Yu Die. "Hurry up and get down!"
Feng Yu Die understood and bowed deeply to her again. Then, she put the wooden sword back on the rack, jumped off the stage, and ran back to the rest area.
Heading toward Pei Lianxue and the others, Feng Yu Die rubbed her nose with some complacency and smiled foolishly.
"Hey, am I good or what?!"
"You..."
Xiao Yunluo bit her lip, not knowing what to say. She originally thought she could win first place and show her progress to her mother after holding out for nearly ten minutes on the **Heavenly Cloud Peak** platform.
But now, all the limelight was taken away by this silly silver-haired girl.
She clenched her fists, but still nodded and admitted, "Well, you are indeed very powerful to be able to defeat a disciple of the **Heavenly Cloud Peak** in the sword test."
"Hehe." Feng Yu Die giggled happily, then winked at Pei Lianxue, and asked coyly, "Sister Pei, what about... the hug you promised?"
"When did I promise?" Pei Lianxue looked disgusted, but thinking she might also meet that sister examiner later, she asked again, "Is that lady good?"
"Hmm..." Feng Yu Die drawled and thought for a while, then gave her a thumbs up and grinned. "Sister Pei, it's no problem. If you are chosen, you will definitely win easily!"
Pei Lianxue nodded weakly as if she lacked confidence.
And at this time, Pei Lianxue's name was also called on the **Heavenly Cloud Peak**'s sword-testing platform, but because she came as an accompanying student, a title was added when calling her.
"Next, Pei Lianxue, the companion of Feng Yu Die, **Heavenly Cloud Peak** sword-testing platform. Come on stage!"
"Ah... HERE!!!" Pei Lianxue immediately got up from her seat, standing ramrod straight.
Xiao Yunluo looked strangely at her and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Err..." Pei Lianxue awkwardly pursed her lips and explained, "Brother told me before, during roll call, shout loudly 'Here!'... I'm just used to it..."
Xiao Yunluo snorted and said, "This brother of yours is so weird."
"My brother is indeed quite strange sometimes." Remembering her brother's face, Pei Lianxue smiled shyly. "Hehe."
"Come on, get up there."
"Yes."
