This elf is so insane

"A person as thin as you must have been eliminated in the first trial, right?"

"You have only entered the sect a few days ago. Do you really think you can become a core disciple like Senior Brother Qing?"

"Senior Brother Qing has endured a lot of hardships to get where he is today. What can you, a young master who has accomplished nothing, do?"

"Forget it, since you're just here to experience life, there's no need to participate in the selection. You won't pass anyway."

Tan Quanping was used to hearing these words, but he never paid attention to them and only spent time on things that interested him.

He heard that the acting deputy sect leader named Ye An would personally guide the disciples selected for the Ten Thousand Sects Festival this time, but he still had no worries in his heart. He was just thinking about where to find the sixth-level Warcraft crystal cores needed to forge new weapons.

By coincidence, one of the prizes for the quota selection at the Ten Thousand Sect Ceremony was a sixth-level Warcraft crystal core, which was provided by Ye An, seemingly to attract more disciples to participate in the quota selection.

So Tan Quanping signed up, and this time he had the words above to persuade him to quit.

He didn't really care about these things. As long as he could achieve his goal, gossiping didn't matter, but he didn't think he would be favored by Ye An either.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Tan Quanping took a look at the list of those selected for the first round, glanced at it and was about to leave, but was surprised to find his name on it.

I heard that Ye'an is a very strict elf. Many people who were originally qualified to pass the first round of selection were rejected. Now there are only 100 people left on the list.

"Am I right? That young master is actually on the list?" someone exclaimed.

Tan Quanping knew that trouble was coming and was about to run away when someone grabbed his shoulder and forcibly dragged him back: "Where are you going?"

When the person holding Tan Quanping was about to question him, a cold female voice suddenly appeared in the center of the square: "Do you have any questions about the selection list?"

Ye'an appeared in the center of the square at some unknown time, as if she had been mixed in with the crowd from the beginning, but they were 100% sure that the elf was not here just now, which meant that she moved here in an instant!

The man who grabbed Tan Quanping let go of his collar and walked towards Guyu: "Why can't I be selected even though I have reached the golden elixir cultivation level? Why can this young master be on the list?"

Gu Yu glanced at him: "You want to know the reason?"

"how……"

"If you bully the weak and fear the strong, taking him out will damage the sect's face."

"This is where strength speaks for itself!"

"I said, if anyone is dissatisfied with my decision, you can challenge me," Gu Yu crossed his arms and looked at him, "Come with me to the school grounds."

……

News of the duel between Guyu and the Jindan disciples quickly spread throughout the sect, and most of the disciples who stayed in the sect came to watch the duel, hoping to see Ye An's domineering skills.

The cultivation level of the elf is not important. This is something that almost every disciple of Taizong knows. Wushang passed the test of the great elder Huzhai Jiuqi is also a story spread within the sect, although most people choose to listen to it as a story. But the disciples who had witnessed Gu Yu's actions more or less felt that she could do it.

Muhe also heard the news and quickly prepared the logistics. People from the medical department were in place early.

There is no referee in the duel, and it can start when both parties are ready. This is also the rule that Gu Yu changed.

The moment both sides regained their composure, the disciple rushed towards Gu Yu, but Gu Yu just stood there quietly, as if waiting for him to come over.

But no one saw her action clearly. They only saw the disciple let out a "boom" the moment he was about to touch Ye An. When he looked again, he saw that the disciple was stepped on and his head was buried deep in the school grounds. Under the stone slab, the person seemed to have lost consciousness.

The people in the medical department seemed to have gotten used to it. The moment the sound was heard, they walked over with the medicine and pulled the disciple out of the ground with great effort.

The only sound left on the school grounds was the sound of pill bottles clinking.