Heaven Defying Dark Empress

After three days, half of the people had given up!

On the terrace square in front of the Sutra Pavilion, nearly half of the seats are vacant!

Gu Xing'er frowned slightly, resting her chin in one hand, pinching the pen holder in the other, biting her lips with her teeth, looking at Mu Tianyin who was beside her with a sleepy expression, entangled in a sad face, and lamented repeatedly.

She was playing and had nothing to write.

Mu Tianyin stopped and turned her head to meet the gaze of Gu Xing'er.

Gu Xing'er twitched her fingers, and smiled dryly at Mu Tianyin with the corners of her mouth, giving her a look of you continuing, and then tidied up and got up.

Die, she really can't take it anymore!

Mu Tianyin curled her mouth and picked up her pen to continue.

Several teachers on the viewing platform in front of them looked at each other, and their eyes moved back to Mu Tianyin's side. There was a pile of scripture scrolls piled up high on the ground, no less than a hundred books, all of them looked solemnly and nodded repeatedly.

Five days later, there were only twenty people left on the terrace square!

Some people have sunken eyes and look haggard as if they are dying, some have trembling hands and knock their heads violently from time to time, some have purple complexions and sweat profusely... Most of the twenty or so people are in poor condition, even on the verge of collapse.

Cold sweat broke out on Ji Xuan's forehead, and Mu Tianyin's every move could be said to be completely in his sight. At this moment, he looked at the pile of two or three hundred scriptures that had been completed, and finally showed a panicked expression Come.

The most terrifying thing is that the number is still gradually increasing at a gentle speed!

And he himself has completed only thirty or forty books.

Ji Xuan clenched his teeth, "Impossible!"

How is this possible, has he lost? There must be something wrong, yes, this guy must be making things up, just playing tricks, it must be like this, Ji Xuan kept comforting himself and cheering himself up.

Don't panic, he can't panic!

Looking at Xiao Ruofeng's side, Ji Xuan was even more anxious.

Xiao Ruofeng's expression was terrified, the tip of the pen paused, and it also stopped at this moment.

He was at a farther position, and he never raised his head to pay attention to others. At this time, he caught a glimpse of Mu Tianyin's situation from the corner of his eye, and the depths of his eyes also revealed an incredible color, but soon fell silent.

After settling his mind, he also completed as many as sixty or seventy books!

As for the teachers on the invigilation table, the expressions in their eyes were already horrified.

"From this point of view, this Mu Tianyin is not only outstanding in spiritual root physique, but also has something extraordinary. It is my fairy garden's blessing to have such a disciple!" Teacher Fang spoke again, forgetting about the young girl beside her. Whispered displeasure.

Teacher Ouyang nodded repeatedly and sighed, "Very good, very good!"

You Qingyu clasped five fingers on the armrest tightly and tightly, and said with a faint smile, "I think Xiao Ruofeng and Ji Xuan are also good, and the girl at the end is also very outstanding."

"That's true."

"Um."

Several teachers agreed, "The aptitude of this year's disciples is really much better than the previous ones."

Teacher Fang said, "But Mu Tianyin is extraordinary."

You Qingyu turned her head to look at Teacher Fang, her eyes darkened suddenly, and she already suspected that the person in front of her was deliberately against her, but after a moment of sharp expression, her expression softened, and she said slowly, "How much is there?" To use it, it has to be accurate."

"bump!"

There was a muffled sound.

Looking again, it turned out that someone had fainted. The person's head hit the table, and a pile of things flew away. The whole person was like a piece of mud, limp from the stool, and collapsed on the ground land.

Several disciples standing outside the arena panicked and quickly carried him away.

Six days later, there were only three people left on the entire terrace square!

Mu Tianyin, Ji Xuan, Xiao Ruofeng.

The terrace with hundreds of tables was blown by the mountain wind, it was empty, and the surrounding environment became more and more quiet, but the smell of gunpowder smoke was constantly climbing upwards.

The situation of the three of them is clear at a glance.

Mu Tianyin's pens were written faster and faster, and more and more scriptures and volumes were piled up beside her. The eyes of the people watching the competition around her became wider and wider, especially the disciples who had retired and watched by the side, their mouths became more and more rounded.

Hallucination?

Inhuman!

With a bang, Mu Tianyin threw out another volume of scriptures, and threw it on the nearby hill!

Ji Xuan behind her, with a flushed face, trembling hands holding the pen, hanging on the scripture paper for a long time unable to write, unable to hold back a word for a long time, looked at the straight back of the girl in front of her from time to time.

His mind was numb, and his mind was already confused.

No, he can't lose!

"puff--"

With a sweet throat, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, instantly staining the tabletop in front of him red, his hands trembling violently, and his complexion was several times paler than the snow-white scroll paper!

A teacher waved and motioned to the two people next to him, "Take it away."

Ji Xuan opened and closed his eyes, and was carried away by two disciples.

The sparkle in You Qingyu's eyes trembled violently, and the strong jealousy could almost be suppressed, but her forbearance skills were really amazing, her face remained calm, she was still that otherworldly fireworks The fairy can't see anything unusual.

On the sixth day, only Mu Tianyin and Xiao Ruofeng were left!

The situation is urgent and swords are tense.

In the few days Gu Xing'er was free, he had already wandered around the fairy garden, and came back to wait and see. After looking at it, he saw that Mu Tianyin was still writing there, writing smoothly without any pause.

Looking at the pile next to Mu Tianyin, Gu Xing'er almost crooked his mouth in fright, "Isn't it?"

This is to copy everything she has seen!

Recalling the previous situation in the Sutra Pavilion, the high pile of scripture scrolls that could bury her, Gu Xing'er couldn't help swallowing.

On the sixth night, the lights were bright and the night was cold and cold.

Xiao Ruofeng put down his pen, took a deep breath and stood up. When he walked out of the venue without looking sideways, his breath was a little disordered, and his handsome and gentle face was also very tired.