The next day, the assessment knocking on the door continued.
Each judge was still in charge of the Dao Podium they were responsible for yesterday, and Qin Ran still went to Dao Podium No. 1 to be a judge.
However, after the first round, many weaker disciples had been eliminated. In this second round, the possibility of encountering stronger disciples greatly increased.
In order to ensure the safety of these disciples and prevent accidental injuries or deaths, Qin Ran no longer paid most of his attention to the audience below like yesterday. Today most of his attention was on the stage.
Of course, this did not affect him from looking at the silly disciples running around below.
Qin Ran knew that the silly disciple must be verifying and improving the information she had collected yesterday. She would occasionally find him looking at her, and then make a face at him, completely disregarding her own aloof image as a white-clothed Sword Immortal.
Soon, the first round of assessment battles was over, and the group of four gathered in a remote place on the main peak, still using Tian Wenjin's huge body to block the wind.
The little loli dragon Qiqi sat cross-legged on the ground, her small hands moving quickly, efficiently improving the intelligence. Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin stood beside her, looking at the form, speaking to each other and describing things to Long Qiqi.
After the intelligence was improved, Long Qiqi asked Li Shiyin, "Who are the two people being tested at Dao Podium No. 1?"
"One is No. 1 from yesterday, the winner... his strength level number has not changed." Li Shiyin said to Long Qiqi, "The other is called Ma Xiao, No. 1 today, but I don't know what number he was yesterday."
Long Qiqi flipped through the form and found Ma Xiao's information. She said, "He was No. 247 yesterday, that is, the winner of the last assessment battle."
She pondered and analyzed, while murmuring softly, "He was No. 247 yesterday and No. 1 today; Wenjin was No. 171 yesterday and No. 77 today. 247 plus 1 is 248, 171 plus 77 is also 248. That is to say..."
Thinking of this, her eyes lit up, and she had a guess, "The winner of No. 247 yesterday is fighting the winner of No. 1 yesterday. This is the maximum number fighting the minimum number!"
"Then..." She looked up at Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin, "Wenjin's opponent today should be the winner of No. 77 yesterday; Shiyin's opponent today should be the winner of No. 181 yesterday."
Having found the pattern of numerical changes, plus the information collected yesterday, Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin quickly found detailed information about their opponents today... Both were outer sect disciples with weaker strength, not on the list of key targets.
Looking at the form in her hand, with today's opponents' information, names, cultivation level, strength, fighting styles, fighting habits, etc., all complete, Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin looked at each other, this feeling, the feeling of having the advantage by knowing the enemy, was really wonderful.
It was probably like playing MOBA games with full map hacks activated.
Li Shiyin couldn't help but pick Long Qiqi up and kissed the sinister little loli forcefully on the face.
"Wow!! Qiqi, you're amazing!!" She was extremely excited.
Long Qiqi was also extremely happy. But she was a cold-blooded, scheming little snake, she had to stay calm and collected.
She suppressed the smugness in the corners of her eyes and mouth, and said in a lowered voice, "This is still speculation, we don't dare to confirm 100% yet. We'll have to wait until you get on stage and see. If it really turns out as we predicted, then our hard work yesterday was not in vain."
"We can calculate the Dao Podiums that have finished battling already." Tian Wenjin suggested.
"Oh right!" Long Qiqi was so excited that she had forgotten, after being reminded by Tian Wenjin, she calculated the few people who had battled today according to the pattern they had deduced, and finally found no errors.
She was elated and said, "The opponents are weak this round, it doesn't show much yet. It will be more valuable when we encounter strong enemies later."
With the gains, the few became more motivated to collect information. On the stage, Qin Ran saw the silly disciple hopping around below, extremely happy.
With just a quick calculation, he knew what was going on... It was probably that Long Qiqi's strategy had yielded results.
Just as the group of four had discovered, yesterday's No. 1 was still No. 1 today, taking the assessment at Dao Podium No. 1, with Qin Ran still being the judge; so yesterday's No. 67 was still No. 67 today, taking the assessment at Dao Podium No. 4, with the same Main Peak Elder being the judge.
"Contestant No. 67, please come on stage!" the Main Peak Elder called out on stage.
As his voice fell, a middle-aged man in green robes leapt onto the Dao Podium. He was holding a sword, probably a sword cultivator. After showing his identity token to the Main Peak Elder, he quietly waited for his opponent to come on stage.
The next second, a flash of white shadows flickered, and a peerless beauty stood opposite on the Dao Podium. The green-robed swordsman took a close look, saw his opponent for this round, and his expression immediately became complicated.
Seeing Li Shiyin, the Main Peak Elder's brows couldn't help but jump. That ghostly spirit tiger from yesterday left a deep impression on him. He secretly looked down below and didn't see the big white tiger, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Li Shiyin handed over her identity token for the Main Peak Elder to check. After he was done, she put away her identity token into her Cosmic Bag, then grabbed two huge handfuls of talismans from her Cosmic Bag.
"?" The Main Peak Elder was confused, and asked Li Shiyin the same question as yesterday, "What kind of cultivator are you?"
"Sword cultivator." Li Shiyin answered seriously.
"Where is your sword?"
Li Shiyin put back a handful of talismans into her Cosmic Bag, and took out her own Tilted Star Sword and held it in her hand, but her other hand was still holding a handful of talismans, and from her posture, she had no intention of using the sword to fight at all.
The Main Peak Elder took a deep breath, and had to make it clear, "You are not allowed to use talismans!"
"Why?" Li Shiyin's expression was very serious as she pointed at the Dao Podium next door with her sword scabbard, "That senior brother over there is fighting with talismans!"
The Main Peak Elder glanced to the side and said, "Because he is a Talisman Master!"
"Alright!" Li Shiyin nodded, then took out her spell formations, pills and other things, asking the Main Peak Elder, "Can I use these?"
The Main Peak Elder's face had long turned black, but he could only suppress his anger and say, "No!"
"Sigh..." Li Shiyin had no choice but to sigh.
"If you try to take shortcuts like this again in the assessment, your qualification will be revoked!" the Main Peak Elder finally issued a stern warning.
Hearing this, Li Shiyin's expression became serious. She hurriedly put away all the props into her Cosmic Bag, drew her Tilted Star Sword and stood ready for battle.
At this time, the expressions of the disciples watching the battle below the stage were actually not much better than the elder's expression on stage... So this was their White-Clothed Sword Immortal? There was a kind of feeling of disappointment.
Qin Ran was at the Dao Podium next door. He appreciated the silly disciple's maneuver, and though he also felt ashamed for her, he approved of the silly disciple in his heart...
That green-robed swordsman was also a sword cultivator, and understood Li Shiyin better. So... he also didn't persist for a single sword strike.
But he performed slightly better, because this was the second round, and he still lost under the sword of his idol, so it wasn't too shameful.
"So all these things really can't be used." After getting off stage, Li Shiyin sighed to Long Qiqi, "And I was scolded by the judge too."
"No..." Long Qiqi's sinister snake eyes glanced at Li Shiyin, then Tian Wenjin, and she laughed, "It just means they can't be used on stage!"
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