The Good For Nothing Seventh Young Lady's

Chapter 379: School Tournament

The incomparably stupid God Killer frowned slightly, then he looked at Vermillion Bird and the little Phoenix before he said:

"Foolish bastard, then I will bake you and eat you!"

"Believe it or not, I can bake you first!"

Shen Yanxiao had a slight headache as she looked at the two adorable fools so childishly. His hands stretched out and slapped them on the head before he separated the two adorable stupid creatures that were about to start fighting.

"Vermillion Bird, don't make a fuss, wait for us to leave." He really did not have time to accompany these two idiots here.

Vermillion Bird snorted and no longer said anything.

When the extremely foolish God of Assassins heard that Shen Yanxiao was going to leave, his face immediately showed uneasiness, like a panicked little beast that had been expelled from its herd.

“Sister does not want me anymore.” With a sobbing tone, the God of Assassins looked at Shen Yanxiao with teary eyes.

Shen Yanxiao helplessly touched her forehead.

"You can come with me, but make sure you don't make trouble!" Last night, he talked to Uncle Jiu about this Killing God.

This Killing God was previously known as Lan Fengli. They didn't know if his amnesia was temporary or permanent, so he couldn't be handed over to them. Otherwise, once he recovered his memories, he was afraid that not a single villager would be able to escape the cutting of the knife in his hand.

Leaving him in the village was also not an option nor were the people from the Sun Graveyard, after a long time of not receiving any news, would soon come out then Lang Fengli's amnesia would be found and he would be brought back to be treated. Then he would be released once more and this God of Assassins would carry out another huge attack in all directions.

So, after a long discussion, Shen Yanxiao could only decide to temporarily place this unstable God of Assassins by her side. Even if Lang Fengli recovered his memories one day, with Vermillion and Xiu, Shen Yanxiao would not be in great danger.

Hearing that Shen Yanxiao was willing to take him, the God of Assassins immediately smiled. A tear drop hung in the corner of her eyes as she smiled foolishly while holding Shen Yanxiao.

“Sister don't leave me, I'll be fine, I'll listen to sister's words, I'll eat less, I won't trouble sister, I won't trouble sister, what sister wants me to do I will do, I will listen to everything that sister will say, she said with a slight adorable voice, full of tears, and a tone of compromise. Even a man with a heart of stone, after hearing an emotion-filled promise, would probably soften.

Shen Yanxiao was somewhat speechless. If not for Lang Fengli's special circumstances, he didn't want to put a time bomb on his side.

But…

God killer with this amnesia, really very cute ah!

After everything was settled, Shen Yanxiao, Uncle Jiu and the others said goodbye.

Vermillion Bird turned into a huge fire bird outside the village, making the group of villagers watching have ridiculous expressions on their faces.

The little phoenix crouched on the head of the fire bird and cheerfully flapped its wings, facing Shen Yanxiao, it made the sound of a tweet invitation.

Shen Yanxiao gently jumped behind Vermillion Bird, then turned her head and looked at the ground to look for Lan Fengli.

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Is he going to pull it?

Just when Shen Yanxiao was thinking whether she needed to pull it or not, the extremely foolish Killing God pushed himself with his feet and his tiny body resembled a floating feather, slowly floating into the air, and slowly fell on Vermillion Bird's back.

Well, it seems like he's thinking too much. The murderous god with amnesia was also a murderous God, even if his bloodthirsty temper was gone, his skill did not diminish in the slightest.

Shen Yanxiao sat cross-legged on Vermilion Bird's back, the little Phoenix jumped into his embrace and then found a comfortable position to fall to the ground, the little Phoenix jumped into his arms, while the extremely foolish God Killer obediently sat behind Shen Yanxiao without making a single move.

Vermilion Bird swung his two giant fire wings, gradually soaring from the ground and flying towards the Hoy Roland School.

The ten-day journey, with Vermilion Bird's full-speed flight, only took one and a half days. Shen Yanxiao arrived near the Holy Roland School.

Out of fear that the shape of the Vermilion Bird beast would cause unnecessary trouble, Shen Yanxiao directly led Vermilion Bird with the small Phoenix and Lan Fengli to the casino.

With aversion in Lan Fengli's eyes, Shen Yanxiao waved at the three and rushed to the Holy Roland School alone.

However, when he entered the Holy Roland School after two months of absence, he got some sad news.

Just yesterday, all of the branches of Holy Roland School had completed their trials and last night, the, every student and instructor who will participate in the school tournament has traveled to where the school tournament will be held – Snow Blowing City.

Shen Yanxiao had missed the trial and did not qualify for the school tournament…

Shen Yanxiao was very depressed and could not wait to die at the entrance of the Holy Roland School.

Rushing at full speed did not save him from misery at all ah!

He could understand if this was about the trials for the Archer Branch and Pharmaceutical Branch, but…

Where did the Magician Branch, who only had him as a disciple, find his successor?

Holding the last glimmer of hope, Shen Yanxiao sneaked into the Warlock branch and rushed to the Library.

In the Library, Yun Qi looked at Shen Yanxiao and his eyes showed a hint of doubt.

“Where did that little boy come from? Don't you know that anyone can't casually enter the Magician Branch? He thought his disciple had returned, in the end, a child he did not know suddenly appeared in front of him.

Shen Yanxiao was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that because she was in a hurry, her face was still covered in Huo Xiao's face-changing mask.

He showed a wry smile and said, "Teacher, it's me."

Yun Qi was startled by the familiar voice, he immediately stood up impressively.

“Shen Yanxiao, my disciple...is that you?”

Shen Yanxiao nodded.

Yun Qi's face immediately showed a surprised expression.

“You little boy, where have you been all this time? Your master is this old and cannot stand this kind of anxiety.” Yesterday, watching the participants of the Holy Roland School for the school tournament depart, Yun Qi's mood could be said to have fallen to the bottom.

Not seeing the figure of his little disciple every day, he was almost desperate.

He did not expect that in the morning, his long-lost disciple would return amazingly!

Shen Yanxiao scratched her head and said somewhat helplessly, "The story is long, sir, can I still participate in the school tournament?"

Yun Qi replied, “Of course! Why can't you! You're back in time!”

"But hasn't anyone else already left for Snow Blowing City?"

“The other person is someone else, you are you. That old man Ouyang Huanyu had run back and forth here and had asked me no less than ten times whether the Witch Branch would participate or not. I've bitten to death saying that you'll be present. Yesterday, he came again and asked why he could not see the representative figure of the Warlock Branch. I found a reason to fool him. Don't worry, as long as you come back, everything else doesn't matter. We will go now and immediately go to Snow Blowing City, we can attend the school tournament!” Yun Qi was extremely excited. He thought there was no more hope, but then he saw the light once again.

Shen Yanxiao was very relieved. Although he did not seize positions in the Archer Branch and Pharmaceutical Branch, after all, he still had a trump card like the Warlock Branch!

The Snow Blowing City, located not far from the Imperial Capital, the area was vast, and although it was called the Snow Blowing City, the city did not seem to have such a culture. This place was the most prestigious battleground in the Long Xuan Empire, where all the competitions of big and small rings were countless.

For those who want to fight, they will be here.

Every Long Xuan Empire school tournament was also held here.

One day before the start of the school tournament, teams from various schools and academies across the country successively entered the monumental battle town.

School teams from across the country have suitable accommodation environments.

For the pillars of this future country, the Emperor of the Long Xuan Empire was still very willing to spend money. Almost the entire top restaurant of Snow Blowing City had been wrapped up to receive these students.

The position of the Holy Roland School in the Long Xuan Empire was extremely high. In the previous school tournament, the Holy Roland School performed extremely outstandingly, and most of the championships were won by the school. This time the Holy Roland School was also in the spotlight.

As the Dean of Holy Roland School, Ouyang Huanyu this time also traveled to Snow Blowing City and gathered all the branch heads as the tournament was about to begin.

"Do you have confidence in this year's school tournament?" Ouyang Huanyu sat on a chair and looked at the five branch heads standing in front of him.

The head of the Magician Branch, Priest Branch, Knight Branch, and Swordsman Branch were very confident for this competition.

“Qi Xia condition is good. I'm sure in this tournament, the Magician from another school will not be his opponent.” The head of the Magician Branch had a confident smile on his face. To this Qi Xia student, he did not know what level he had actually reached so far. He only knew that in terms of magic, there had never been a problem with this genius.

“Well, Qi Xia's magic talent is very good, but unfortunately he is from the Qilin Clan. Otherwise, after he graduated, he could continue to stay at Holy Roland School as a mentor.” Ouyang Huanyu nodded in agreement, he had indeed heard of Qi Xia's talent.

Branch Chief Priest was unwilling to lose as he said, “Yan Yu's strength is also good. Before the trial, the top two students were not his opponents. I believe that he will be able to bring glory to the Priest Branch of the Holy Roland School in this school tournament.

Ouyang Huanyu smiled and approved the praise of the Priest Branch Chief. But he was very clear that the Priests, as a supporting profession, were very limited in aggressiveness. In this one-on-one school tournament, the chances of the Priest winning were not high.

The Swordsman Branch chief looked at the other two but said nothing. His expression was a little more complicated.

As the Head of the Archer Branch, Xie Yun's expression was not too handsome either. Shen Yanxiao, who she was originally optimistic about, had disappeared. So this tournament will be played by Meng Yijun on behalf of the Archer Branch. Even though Meng Yijun's strength was excellent, she had always preferred that extraordinary little man.

Unfortunately…

Sighs.

Amongst all, Luo De, the representative mentor of the Pharmaceutical Branch had the most unsightly expression.

The Archer Branch, after all, was Meng Yijun. On the other hand, the Pharmaceutical Branch had nothing. The representative chosen this time was basically just an ordinary talent, it was difficult to take a shot. Even he went here in Snow Blowing City also encouraged him to do things that were far beyond his means. Pu Lisi was supposed to be the one who originally stood here, but now it had become him.