This Spot, I'll Take It Myself

After the second sparring match ended, the training ground did not immediately disperse.

The Royal Academy had originally arranged only one day of exchanges, but after watching several bouts, the teachers leading the groups temporarily proposed selecting six Young Spirit Masters from the three sides for another seven days of mixed-team training.

In addition, there would be one reserve spot.

The main selections would be determined directly based on today's performances. Those remaining who wished to stay could take part in a unified supplementary selection the following morning.

Xue Qinghe did not interfere with the specific choices. He merely told the academy to rank them by their performances on the field, regardless of background, without reserving places for any side.

The list was quickly delivered to the edge of the field.

Lu Yuan was listed in the first row, followed by five people from the Royal Academy, the Spirit Sanctuary, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong read it from beginning to end, then read it again.

She was not on it.

The steward leading their group saw it as well and quietly consoled her. "Miss was only accompanying the group today and was not prepared to join the later training. You were eliminated too quickly in the first match, and although you did much better in the second, it is normal that you did not make the main selection."

There was not the slightest malice in his words. He had even prepared an excuse for her.

Yet Ning Rongrong kept staring at the list without replying.

If this had been yesterday, she probably would not have thought much of it. It would not have been difficult for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to find her several capable sparring partners, and losing one Royal Academy training spot