The students from Shangmo Academy felt quite miserable. Although they knew magic, they lacked innate physical strength. Fighting against Niu Wulang, who possessed the divine power of a Heavenly God, was a losing battle. Thus, the second student from Shangmo Academy was also knocked off the stage.
Zhu Yanyi frowned slightly. "Didn't I say everyone should try not to fight with brute force? Why is Thirteen still fighting randomly?"
"I think Thirteen forgot what you said," Liu Qirong said slowly.
That silly Niu Wulang would surely get beaten up by Zhu Yanyi when she returned.
Hearing this, Zhu Yanyi snorted. Next up was Yuanwu Academy. Known for their strength, they sent another power-type fighter. After exchanging one punch with Niu Wulang, Niu Wulang shouted, "I lose! I lose! She is stronger than me. I don't want to get beaten up."
She then jumped off the stage herself. This made the Yuanwu Academy student instantly like Niu Wulang. It was hard to feel bad about such a silly guy.
Niu Wulang fought five matches and lost the sixth. When she returned to the rest area, Zhu Yanyi smiled and said, "Senior Brother Thirteen, I remember telling you not to fight randomly if you aren't sure of winning."
Niu Wulang froze. She had been happy about fighting, but hearing this, she looked at Zhu Yanyi with fear. "Fifteen, I was wrong. I forgot."
"Forgetting is fine. I know you like fighting. Shall I fight with you when we go back?" Zhu Yanyi smiled gently. But in Niu Wulang's eyes, that smile was terrifying. She wanted to refuse.
"No need. I think Fifteen is too weak. If I hurt you, it would be bad."
The silly guy! As soon as he said that, everyone covered their eyes. He was clearly beyond saving.
"It doesn't matter. I don't mind getting hurt. I also want to fight you."
Zhu Yanyi cracked her knuckles. "It's settled. When we go back, we will fight."
"Fifteen, I was wrong. Can we not fight?" Niu Wulang was silly, but not stupid. He realized he would lose, so he spoke quickly.
Zhu Yanyi smiled. "If we don't fight, you seemed so happy fighting. I thought you liked it."
She did like fighting, but not getting beaten. She sensed that if she fought Zhu Yanyi, she would lose. Who could compete with her strange medicines? "How about you don't use medicine?"
"Don't worry. I won't use medicine on you," Zhu Yanyi promised with a smile.
Niu Wulang nodded. He should have felt relieved, but his heart pounded. It was scary. He felt he was going to suffer greatly.
Zhu Yanyi looked at Niu Wulang. Did she think she couldn't handle her without medicine? Poor silly guy. She knew so little about her.
The afternoon passed quickly. Besides Niu Wulang, who lasted five rounds, Xu Shen also fought, lasting eight rounds. Although he might not make the top twenty, it was a good result. On the first day, he was still in the top twenty, but the competition would last several more days.
Back at Lan Garden, Zhu Yanyi dragged Niu Wulang out and beat her up severely.
"Fifteen, you didn't say you were so violent and skilled in martial arts," Niu Wulang said with a crying face.
"Senior Brother Thirteen, I already held back. Do you want me to beat you again?" Zhu Yanyi looked as if she would gladly oblige if she really needed it.
"No, no!" Niu Wulang shook his head quickly. Getting beaten again would be embarrassing. Moreover, this Fifteen targeted sensitive spots next week. His whole body ached now.
Zhu Yanyi smiled and said nothing more, only adding, "If you act on your impulses again, I will beat you even harder."
Zhu Yanyi beat Niu Wulang for her own good. Among their siblings, Niu Wulang was the silliest. Because she was silly, she lacked scheming and was easily tricked. Zhu Yanyi used beating to make her remember her words, so she wouldn't make certain mistakes again.
Niu Wulang was silly but not stupid. He remembered the lesson. In fact, after this beating, he truly remembered.
Seeing this, the others did not comfort Niu Wulang. Instead, they brought snacks and clapped to cheer while Zhu Yanyi beat her.
Lan Garden was lively. Other schools knew about it but didn't care. They always knew Saint Academy was unconventional and full of playful antics.
Zhu Yanyi didn't care either. After beating Niu Wulang, she even stole others' snacks.
After the excitement, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.
The next day's competition continued. Since Cui Changjiu lost in the eighth round to a Yuanwu Academy student the previous day, he was the first to go up. Then the other four academies drew lots.
Zhu Yanyi found the drawing interesting. Basically, except for the first Yuanwu Academy student, students from other academies fought one after another, as if going through the motions. It took five or six students before Saint Academy was drawn.
Since they weren't drawn, Saint Academy wasn't anxious. When drawn, they naturally went up. The first to go up that day was Jian Feiyan.
As the second senior sister of Saint Academy, Jian Feiyan was a sword cultivator. This was never hidden, so other academies knew. Jian Feiyan was also one of their key students to watch.
Jian Feiyan's first opponent was a body cultivator from Yuanwu Academy. This was a clash of strength versus technique.
Everyone expected a sword technique versus strength battle. They wanted to see a精彩 match.
However, the result…
Jian Feiyan didn't even draw her sword. Or rather, she didn't need to. With just her sword presence, opponents either fell unconscious or dropped off the stage. One after another, it was the same. Finally, Jian Feiyan sighed. "Forget it. I won't draw my sword. You are tiring me out. I thought I could have a good fight today."
Not only did Jian Feiyan look distressed, but people from other academies looked distressed too. When did this happen? They never expected her matches to be like this.
Should they say the opponents were too strange, or their own side was too useless?