The entire Ranking Arena suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence.
The Wenwu students vaguely sensed that something was off, though they couldn’t quite put their finger on what.
At that moment, Li Yunxian spoke in a very gentle voice.
She directly echoed Pei Dongyuan’s words, standing behind Shen Bofeng, saying, “Yeah, didn’t we agree when we came over? You go up and show us what you’ve got.”
After speaking, Li Yunxian glanced at the Wenwu students behind Pei Dongyuan, then turned to look at her own classmates and asked, “You all just fought? All of you lost?”
The scene remained silent, with only exchanged glances—no one dared to answer.
This softly spoken, seemingly delicate Li Yunxian… was actually terrifying!!!
Where were the responses to those messages the top hundred from their side had sent out?
People were almost here already!
Help! Help! Help!!
Li Yunxian looked at these people’s sullen expressions and, without needing a reply, understood immediately—whether or not they had fought, they all had definitely lost.
She wasn’t surprised by this.
The Wenwu students sent over certainly wouldn’t be too weak.
Too weak would be embarrassing.
Of course, they also wouldn’t send the absolute strongest.
That would be purely for the sake of humiliation, with no room for genuine exchange.
This much… Li Yunxian confirmed by looking at these exchange students—they were either Qi Refining Eighth Layer or Qi Refining Ninth Layer, and none had reached Great Completion of Qi Refinement.
Li Yunxian glanced at the person standing just behind and to the right of Pei Dongyuan, noting their build and the state of their weapon, then looked again at the people present in the Ranking Arena.
Her gaze swept over everyone and finally rested on one person.
Li Yunxian raised her hand and waved toward her.
“Hello, black-clothed, short-haired Sword Cultivator upperclasswoman, I’ve seen you use your sword before. It was especially beautiful. Want to try sparring with these Wenwu people?”
The Sword Cultivator girl named by Li Yunxian instantly froze, a look of surprise flashing across her face—was it really her?
When had Li Yunxian seen her swordsmanship?
The Sword Cultivator’s brows knitted in confusion before she suddenly remembered: she was one of the Silver Ginkgo Fairy’s victims in the Secret Realm.
But within the academy’s Qi Refining Great Completion in that realm, she was just middling—not outstanding.
She never expected Li Yunxian would actually remember her sword.
Thinking this, the Sword Cultivator couldn’t help but glance down at her black clothing.
Indeed, it was black.
Her eyes brightened and her face broke into a joyful smile as she jogged over excitedly to Li Yunxian.
“Who do I get to fight?” she asked straightforwardly.
Li Yunxian smiled gently and pointed to the opposite side.
The Sword Cultivator recalled how their opponent had acted on the arena before, her expression turning serious as she nodded.
Li Yunxian wasn’t surprised by her reaction.
Since this was an exchange, of course the opponents would be selected at roughly the same level… then she’d use moves slightly advantageous against the other.
Li Yunxian glanced again at the person behind Pei Dongyuan, then turned toward the crowd and called out another person.
At this point, the Wenwu students began to sense something.
Why could this “delicately sweet little girl” casually call up anyone to spar, and the other side would eagerly come forward without any objections?
This wasn’t the behavior of a Qi Refinement Sixth Layer… or rather, not something an ordinary student could do in the academy.
Even many arena champions in the academy wouldn’t have such authority.
Who exactly was she?
The Wenwu students finally gave Li Yunxian a serious once-over, trying to find what was off about her.
Li Yunxian smiled sweetly in return and continued softly, “Do you accept the challenge?”
Wenwu students:
For some reason, even though Li Yunxian’s face was still the same, and she looked just as gentle and weak as ever, suddenly…
There was something a little terrifying about her.
If the opponents from Tian Tong were a few late arrivals who obviously looked like experts, they could refuse.
But with Li Yunxian, apart from the fact that she had been cursing with Pei Dongyuan from the start and already agreed to fight Shen Bofeng, all the others were originally the people on the arena.
They had absolutely no reason to refuse.
“Fine.” The Wenwu students answered with serious expressions.
Both sides stepped onto the arena.
Li Yunxian smiled sweetly and told her classmates, “Everyone, do your best. You have to give it your all. Don’t lose.”
Classmates:
They seemed to hear some voice behind that translation—
—If you don’t give it your all and lose, you’re doomed.
So here’s the question.
Who was scarier, the Wenwu students or the Silver Ginkgo Fairy side?
Pondering.
Silence.
They all looked toward the Wenwu group.
The arena began.
Wenwu’s few fighters felt something was off almost immediately after a brief exchange with their opponents.
It wasn’t that their opponents were simply stronger, at a higher tier.
It was that their energy, spirit, and aura were completely different.
If the Tian Tong students before had given the impression of fighting with all their might and refusing to lose,
These Tian Tong students now gave off a vague confidence.
A confidence that as long as they were willing to fight, they would definitely win.
Every move they used—they believed they could counter anything, by any means.
This subtle difference brought a feeling that made people doubt themselves.
Doubt whether the moves they were using actually worked.
Especially since the opponents really seemed to be able to absorb most of their attacks.
Li Yunxian slightly sensed what was going on in the other arenas, then smiled and focused on the fight between Shen Bofeng and Pei Dongyuan.
But really, there wasn’t much to focus on.
Pei Dongyuan hadn’t reached the top hundred arena level, while Shen Bofeng was already at arena rank 68.
Before Li Yunxian’s return, Shen Bofeng’s combat strength, the top in their cohort by a large margin, was no exaggeration.
Now with Tian Tong’s arrival, the difference in magical cultivator physique was also bridged.
Shen Bofeng’s improvement was substantial.
Li Yunxian watched intently, recording related data in her small notebook.
—She hadn’t forgotten the real reason she and Shen Bofeng came to the arena.
Before she finished her notes, other top hundred arena fighters called over arrived, and seeing Li Yunxian there, all paused for a moment.
“Aren’t you going up?” Xu Zhu, who had spoken with Li Yunxian before, asked her directly.
Remember this—
Almost done, Li Yunxian closed her book and replied with a calm tone, “Why should I go up?”
“You all shouldn’t spoil them too much. When something happens that you can’t handle, you get called over.“
And you actually all come.
“What do you come for?
“To feel humiliated because you can’t win, that’s right. It’s just like when you faced me in the Secret Realm; now you should do the same.
“All these Wenwu people who came are Qi Refining Eighth or Ninth Layers. Do you really think they can win every match?“
They can lose, and they can afford to lose.
“We Tian Tong people, do we call for backup every time we lose?”
As they spoke, the match between Shen Bofeng and Pei Dongyuan ended, but Li Yunxian didn’t pay much attention.
She glanced toward the neighboring arena that was about to conclude as well.
“See, they can win too, right?”
After Li Yunxian’s words, her classmates stared blankly.
Meanwhile, Pei Dongyuan, panting on the ground, raised his hand and imitated the thumbs-up gesture Shen Bofeng had given Li Yunxian earlier, except this time his thumb pointed to himself.
His eyes gleamed with pride, and though he lost, his voice betrayed no shame.
He confirmed Li Yunxian’s words.
Laughing heartily, he said, “You Tian Tong people refine your bodies, we Wenwu refine our minds!”