I Want This Girl

The pockmarked elder did not dare to question Xuan Yi because this Sword Worship Assembly was hosted by Xuan Yi. But even if Xuan Yi was not the person in charge of this assembly, he did not dare to question him!

After all, a genius master had the final say! How could someone weaker than him question his decision?

Hence, the elder stopped immediately.

He looked at the young girl in front of him, feeling a little regretful.

He believed that the young girl had offended Xuan Yi, which was why she was left to fend for herself.

Even if she survived, she would become the laughing stock of the sect.

However, Bai Weiwei, who was fully focused on the test, was oblivious of everything around her.

She only wanted to use the wooden sword in her hand to fight for her dao and create a future for herself.

She opened her mouth and spat out a ball of blood essence onto the wooden sword in her hand.

The white light on the wooden sword was dyed red, and the trembling of the sword intensified, as if it was saying goodbye to its mistress.

This was a lonely battle, and no one could help her!

To Bai Weiwei, the stone tablet in front of her was as unshakable as a mountain.

But the sword in her hand also carried her dao heart, and her dao heart was as resplendent as a shooting star!

Although the shooting star was short-lived, it could still emit a resplendent light.

I, Bai Weiwei, will make my life worthwhile.

Go!

With a low shout from her, the wooden sword in her hand let out a mournful cry!

It turned into a streak of red light and shot straight towards the stone tablet.

However, the instant the wooden sword touched the stone tablet, the sword exploded. Bai Weiwei was hit by the huge rebound force, and a mouthful of blood surged up into her mouth.

Then, she spat it out.

The stone tablet in front of her was still black, and there was no change.

Her eyes dimmed, and she said in a daze, "I... I... really... failed?"

Ma Liang was very happy at the sight.

He laughed silently and thought, "Hahaha, Bai Weiwei, you are now a piece of trash. You really deserve it."

The higher-ups on the stage had seen everything that had happened.

Qing Xuzi glanced at Bai Weiwei, but quickly looked away because the girl's strength was too weak. She couldn't even activate the lowest level of red on the stone tablet.

"Although this disciple's will is strong, her strength is too low. She didn't even manage to trigger an reaction from the stone tablet with her blood essence," the First Elder shook his head and said.

"Moreover, this sword technique is the most basic sword move of our Profound Sword Sect. She couldn't even launch the sword move with enough strength. It's a disgrace," the Third Elder frowned and said in a low voice.

At this moment, the Second Elder voiced his opinion.

"Although this girl's talent is not good, her dao heart is strong. Sigh, what a pity."

"Hehe, I don't think it's a pity." Wang Ye's eyes flickered as he said indifferently, "I'm not surprised to see such weak disciples here. The Profound Sword Sect has obviously declined."

"Hehe... trash..." Li Changqing's personal disciple sneered, not caring to hide his disdain.

Hearing these comments, the other sect masters of the south domain all wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to.

Obviously, once they returned to their sects, the Profound Sword Sect and its disciples would become the laughingstock of the entire region.

Qing Xuzi's face fell, but there was nothing he could do. Bai Weiwei used to be very talented, but she had mistakenly entered a forbidden zone. To restore her talent would take a lot of resources. But it wasn't a good deal to put so many resources into a might-be genius.

Qing Xuzi could only close his eyes, so he wouldn't see the depressing sight.

However, Xuan Yi had a look of appreciation on his face and nodded his head in approval from time to time.

However, no one thought that the genius Elder Xuan Yi would approve of the disciple who could not even activate the stone tablet.

...

Bai Weiwei didn't know that her failure just now had attracted the attention of the higher-ups on the stage.

She was thinking about what she had gone through over the past few years.

It had already been ten years since she started practicing sword at the age of five. But it seemed that she had no memory of the past ten years of practicing the sword. The only happy thing was that she joined the Profound Sword Sect, but this place was full of geniuses.

Ever since her talent was suppressed, she could only rely on her own efforts bit by bit. She got up early and went to bed late, spending all her time on cultivation. However, she still failed.

Right at this moment, Elder Ma, who was sitting at the outermost edge of the stage, suddenly landed in front of Bai Weiwei.

He shouted, "Bai Weiwei, you violated the sect's rules. Admit your mistake!"

"Admit mistake? What mistake did I make?"

"Hehe, there is no rule to say that you can use blood essence to strengthen sword moves in the test. Humph! Think about it, if you can use blood essence, how unfair would it be to the other disciples?" Ma Wuliang shouted.

"But... But... the sect did not say that we can not use blood essence, right?" Bai Weiwei's face was pale, too weak to defend herself.

Seeing that she still dared to refute, Ma Wuliang narrowed his eyes and angrily shouted, "Humph! You still dare to talk back! You couldn't activate the stone tablet even after using the blood essence. You're really trash. Do you know how much humiliation you've caused the sect? Today, I will expel you from the sect."

Hearing his words, Ma Liang sneered. He glanced at Elder Ma and felt smug.

Other disciples also expressed their agreement one after another.

Meanwhile, Qing Xuzi closed his eyes and pretended that he had seen nothing.

Even the sect master wasn't willing to interfere, no to mention the elders. After all, they'd get nothing for defending a disciple with ordinary talent.

Without waiting for Bai Weiwei's reaction, Ma Wuliang directly hit her abdomen with his palm, intending to destroy her cultivation strength!

But his palm seemed to meet an invisible barrier three inches away from Bai Weiwei. It couldn't move forward.

Just as he was feeling astonished, Xuan Yi's faint voice came from behind.

"I want this girl!"