Rise!

Ning Jiaojiao dazedly surveyed her surroundings and then realized what had happened. I was forced to leave the Tianling God Realm! I have been eliminated!

Countless pairs of gazes—with all sorts of weird emotions—landed on her, making her feel very uncomfortable.

I still failed! No matter if it's the Long Yuan Sword or the Wan Zheng Competition, I have gained nothing except a whole body of injuries! She clenched her fists tightly and slammed them on the ground. But once she moved, she felt excruciating pain.

At some point, a few giant blisters had formed on the back of her hand. Thus, her movements made it more painful than ever.

Ning Jiaojiao was in so much pain that her face became distorted.

"I really didn't expect Ning Jiaojiao to be sixth… I thought it'd definitely be Chu Liuyue!"