Anli Lost

"Anli," Lu Yao looked at her with worry.

Meng Anli smiled at her, "I want to see how strong he is."

To spar with someone stronger than yourself is how you learn.

Guang Ling hadn't expected her to actually dare to accept, considering his fearsome reputation.

He looked at her fair, delicate wrist and her slender, long hands, then cleared his throat, feeling a bit awkward.

"Even if you beg me in tears, I won't hold back."

Meng Anli said confidently, "I won't."

The other disciples had also teamed up, but they all tacitly wanted to watch Meng Anli and Guang Ling spar.

Yuan Tuo didn't stop them.

Meng Anli and Guang Ling stood facing each other.

With Yuan Tuo's command, Guang Ling instantly attacked Meng Anli's face.

Meng Anli leaned back, her body arching, and slid her feet to dodge the attack. She appeared behind Guang Ling and struck towards his back.

Guang Ling reacted extremely quickly. Seeing that she had dodged, he had already turned around. At this moment, he faced Meng Anli's palm, waved his hand to block it, and simultaneously kicked Anli.

Anli's calf, unprotected, was hit by his kick. The intense pain made her instinctively bend over.

Guang Ling's knee thrust upwards, heading straight for her face.

She raised her hand, trying her best to push down his knee, but her back was hit with a heavy elbow strike, causing her insides to churn.

Her legs and feet rapidly retreated.

Meng Anli also couldn't hold on and collapsed onto the ground, suppressing the metallic taste in her throat.

Cheers erupted around her.

Along with shouts of praise and admiration for Guang Ling.

"Brother Ling is awesome!"

"As expected of Brother Ling, who fights all over Xuantian Academy."

"Even Princess Anli couldn't last one round."

"He took her down within three moves."

Yuan Tuo frowned, wanting to speak, but remembering what his master had said, he clenched his fist and held back.

"Anli, how are you?"

Lu Yao rushed over, helped her up, her face full of concern.

Meng Anli grinned easily at her, "I'm fine, perfectly fine."

Her usually snow-white teeth were now stained with blood, yet she claimed she was fine.

Lu Yao angrily cursed Guang Ling, "It was just a spar, why did you hit so hard?"

Guang Ling spread his hands, his expression smug, "My apologies~ I already told you I don't hold back."

Meng Anli's fighting spirit surged, "Let's fight again."

Lu Yao turned to her, "You're so badly injured..."

Meng Anli insisted, "Let's fight again."

She wanted to say that this blow wasn't even as bad as when her colorful feathers fell, and she wasn't injured at all.

She cupped her hands towards Guang Ling, "Meng Anli, I challenge you."

Guang Ling's teasing smile vanished. His brows lowered, and his eyes turned fierce.

"Are you sure?"

Meng Anli nodded.

"Fine." He sent a whip kick towards Meng Anli's abdomen.

Meng Anli moved backward, her hands behind her, to dodge.

But Guang Ling's left whip kick hadn't landed. He spun halfway in the air, his body rising slightly, and then very quickly delivered a right whip kick.

Meng Anli had no power to defend herself. She didn't even have time to bring her arm in front of her chest before she was hit squarely in the chest.

She was sent flying backward, crashing into the fence behind her, knocking over a section of it before she finally stopped.

The metallic taste in her throat could no longer be suppressed, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Anli's heart sank. She was indeed still too weak.

The losses she had caused the Meng family before were truly a case of using their strength against them, of using a borrowed knife to kill.

If she had truly encountered the Meng family head-on, if she had been captured by them, she would still have been powerless to resist.

She had to become stronger!

A scoffing sound came from not far behind her.

She recognized the voice; it belonged to Meng Xiuchen, the third son of the Meng family.

Turning around, she saw Meng Xiuchen standing outside the training grounds, unsure how long he had been there.

His eyes were full of mockery. "I thought you'd be stronger after eating the Huan Dan Grass, but I didn't expect you to still be useless. What a waste of a treasure."

Meng Anli calmly replied, "You're right, but I ate the Huan Dan Grass, and you didn't."

"You!"

Lu Yao hurried over and, upon seeing Meng Xiuchen, felt disgusted. "Meng Xiuchen, what are you doing here?"

"Of course, I'm here to watch this good-for-nothing make a fool of herself~"

Lu Yao cursed him, "You're the one who's useless! If you have the guts, try fighting Guang Ling."

"Why should I fight him? If I'm going to fight anyone..."

Meng Xiuchen looked at Meng Anli with ill intent.

In five days, they also had a training ground class in the afternoon. By then, he would fight Meng Anli.

He wanted to beat Meng Anli soundly in front of Yuan Tuo.

He wanted Yuan Tuo to see clearly who was talented and who was worth his teaching.

Meng Anli naturally sensed his overwhelming malice.

She had no interest in speculating about his intentions.

She wanted to become stronger!

She would seize every opportunity to grow stronger.

Meng Anli pulled Lu Yao, who was still arguing, along. "Let's go. Don't waste time on people who aren't worth it."

Meng Xiuchen sneered, Let her be stubborn now.

In five days, let's see if she can still be stubborn.

When Yuan Tuo despises you, that will be your descent into hell.

Meng Anli and Lu Yao walked into the midst of the disciples.

The other disciples were still praising Guang Ling.

Guang Ling wasn't overly smug, merely pouting. "Princess Anli is so weak, there's really no challenge."

Lu Yao wanted to speak.

Meng Anli tugged at her and cupped her hands towards Guang Ling. "Thank you for your guidance."

Guang Ling looked at her earnest, smiling peach blossom eyes. His expression paused for a moment, then became more complex.

There was confusion, strangeness, and a hint of imperceptible awkwardness.

Finally, he mumbled, "No need."

Mo Ziqian saw him like this, and a smile flickered in his foxy eyes.

He looked at Meng Anli, who had already sat down beside him.

This Meng Anli was very different from the arrogant and overbearing person rumored to be.

Yuan Tuo briefly assessed Meng Anli. Seeing that she wasn't as badly injured as yesterday, he felt relieved.

He asked, "Who's next?"

Mo Ziqian's eyes flicked upwards, looking at Yuan Tuo.

This Yuan Tuo was also quite different from what he had imagined.

Guang Ling also said softly, "I thought he would protect Meng Anli and cause trouble for me."

Yuan Tuo's ears twitched, but he didn't respond to his words.

Meng Anli quietly watched the disciples take turns.

She mimicked their movements with her hands and feet; everyone was different.

Yet, they all had some method.

She couldn't discern their cultivation levels for now, but it was clear they were all higher than hers.

Lu Yao was also surprised and whispered into her ear, "This Gui Class is quite different from the legends."

Hearing the rumors, she had thought they were all good-for-nothings.

Yuan Tuo watched intently, pointing out each of their problems.

The last pair was Mo Ziqian and Lu Yao.