Inner Courtyard Competition (Part 2)

The referee was dumbfounded.

In the previous match, at least one move was made, but in this match, before a move could even be executed, the participants opened their mouths, and the competition was over!

“You...”

The dean of Heavenly Water Court pointed at Dean Die Wu in sorrow and anger.

“Is this also a newly recruited disciple?”

“Who said it isn’t?” Dean Die Wu replied happily.

“Hmph! Let’s see how many tricks you still have up your sleeve,” The dean of Heavenly Water Court coldly snorted.

“You’ll find out soon enough!”

Dean Die Wu looked in the direction of Lu Suifeng.

These guys were truly intimidating.

No one saw how Yun Wuying ascended the stage, only a white cloud drifting by...

“If your sword can be unsheathed, then you win,” Yun Wuying gazed at her opponent and smiled softly.

She looked so pure and lovely, yet her words were astonishing.

The opponent’s face turned ashen, attempting to draw the sword four or five times, but it remained in its sheath.