The snake meat was already roasted, and Guo Nan and Xiaopang were scrambling to stuff the delicious snake meat into their mouths, which was crispy and tender, and soft inside. Ji Lingxi stood at the entrance of the cave and smelled the fragrance. She couldn't help but feel a little moved, but how could the fairy figure let go of her face and eat those rough foods? She could only endure it.

After a full meal, Guo Nan packed up and prepared to leave with satisfaction. Ji Lingxi and Ji Pang were afraid of getting wet from the rain, but he was not afraid. He was already very familiar with the terrain around Tianshan Mountain, and it would not take long to take a shortcut back.

Just as he was about to set off, Ji Lingxi said lightly: "Are you from Tianwu Academy?"

Guo Nan paused and nodded.

The disciples of Tianwu Academy are also considered to be from Tianwu Academy, right?

"Why haven't I seen you before?" Ji Lingxi asked with a frown.

"I just arrived not long ago, and the assessment will take a few days." Guo Nan replied.

Ji Lingxi nodded and said nothing. Gradually, the rain stopped. Ji Lingxi walked out of the cave. The little fat man Ji Pang followed him. Before leaving, he glanced at Guo Nan and made a cheering gesture.

"This brother and brother have amazing talents. Ji Lingxi's talents are almost the same as mine in the last life. I really didn't expect that there would be so many super geniuses in the small Tiancheng Empire Tianwu Academy."

Guo Nan was a little shocked. The 17-year-old woman, the ninth stairs of the Danyuan Realm, was very unusual. Even in the Lingtian Sword Realm, such qualifications could be considered a genius.

...

Finally, the day has come to hand over the blood ginseng.

Guo Nan sorted out twenty blood ginseng and came to the material hall at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

More than a thousand people were queuing outside the hall. When Guo Nan came, they knew that the people who were betting with Zhao Qiansun and others were waiting to see jokes.

But those disciples who watched him beat Zhao Qiansun to the point of blood were afraid of looking at Guo Nan.

"Guo Nan, have you collected enough blood ginseng?"

"We really want to see if you kneel down or Zhao Qiansun and others kowtow."

"Of course it's enough." Guo Nan carried a burlap bag, full of blood ginseng. He patted the bag and answered with a smile to the person who was asking about it.

Hearing this, everyone was surprised, but the thing about collecting herbs is sometimes based on luck and is nothing.

"Where is Zhao Qiansun? Why haven't he come out yet?"

"That grandson, I guess I know that Guo Nan has collected enough blood ginseng and hid? He is the grandson who doesn't keep his word."

A voice of contempt was given to Zhao Qiansun. The guy was smashed in the head by Guo Nan and has not recovered yet. How dare he come?

Guo Nan listened to those voices, lined up with a smile without saying much.

But soon, the three teenagers who were stabbed by him appeared not far away.

They followed a young man in luxury and beautiful clothes, and when they saw Guo Nan, they all showed a cruel smile.

"It's that boy who snatched our blood ginseng and injured us!"

"Brother Zhou, you want to avenge us. The villain's hand is ruined and you can't practice swords for life!"

"We have already said that we are all your subordinates, but he doesn't even take you seriously!"

Three disciples and lackeys who were too lazy to even know their names were surrounded by Zhou Qingshan, a first-grade disciple, and kept talking nonsense.

When the people around heard their words, they all knew what was going on, and they were all shocked.

Guo Nan actually injured three people with one and three attacks?

What shocked them even more was that they actually invited Zhou Qingshan, who emerged from his disciples and became a new student, to deal with Guo Nan at last year's freshman selection conference?

Zhou Qingshan, among his disciples, is a legendary figure.

At the freshman selection meeting in April last year, Zhou Qingshan rose strongly and became an official first-year freshman. In just less than a year, he practiced from Bai Ding to Danyuan Realm and was about to be promoted to a fifth-grade student. He is a well-known existence!

His appearance caused an uproar among his disciples, and countless admiring gazes were all directed towards Zhou Qingshan's sword-browed and starry eyes.

Guo Nan looked at Zhou Qingshan, and Zhou Qingshan also looked at Guo Nan faintly.

Zhou Qingshan's robe was luxurious, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and his whole body showed a sense of arrogance. Guo Nan had been sloppy in the broken house for a few days, his hair was messy, and he was carrying a burlap bag. That was simply the difference between tall, rich and handsome and short pendant.

Zhou Qingshan said coldly: "You are Guo Nan?"

"I'm."

Guo Nan originally wanted to explain the whole story, but it was not necessary to think about it. It was just a period of Danyuan Realm. If you want to fight, you will fight. You will be assessed soon. It is not very meaningful to continue to hide your weaknesses.

"Very good." Zhou Qingshan nodded faintly, "I don't care if you hurt my subordinates. As for whether you take me seriously, I don't care."

Zhou Qingshan took a few steps back, pulled out his sword, shook a few sword flowers, and the corners of his mouth rose inexplicably, and said aloud: "I just heard that your sword skills are good, and I want to compete with you."

"Sword-making?" Guo Nan was stunned.

The disciples who surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside were also shocked and all of them were shocked to see the glasses, and they all suspected that they had heard it wrong.

A person like Zhou Qingshan condescends to find his disciple Guo Nan to compete in swords?

"That's right." Zhou Qingshan put the sword across his chest and gently flicked the sword body.

No matter how much he disguised himself, he could not hide the vain power! The slutty action of the sword-shaped body was really extremely down.

Zhou Qingshan pointed to the three dog legs, and his arrogant eyes glanced around the disciples around him, and smiled and said, "After competing the sword, no matter the result, if you hit my subordinates, it will be revealed."

"Brother Zhou is a good example! The adults don't remember the villain's past!"

"This is the spirit of a strong man!"

Zhou Qingshan's words immediately won a lot of praise.

It is really clever to walk out of the disciples and find excuses to come back and show off! Guo Nan was full of disdain for Zhou Qingshan's behavior.

"When I hand in the mission, we will find an open space to compete. How about it?" Guo Nan said lightly.

"Very good, I'll wait for you." Zhou Qingshan walked aside and waited quietly.

Guo Nan handed over the Blood Spirit Ginseng and completed the task. Under the gaze of many people, he followed Zhou Qingshan to an open space.

No one mentioned Zhao Qiansun again. That guy was beaten and didn't dare to come out again.

Everyone focused their attention on Guo Nan and Zhou Qingshan. Most of the people who followed the audience were children of ordinary families in the Tiancheng Empire, and there were not many people from the Tianwu City family.

Guo Nan, who boarded the Dugu family's ship, was considered a member of the Eight Great Family, and it was normal for people to attract jealousy and exclude others.

"Do you draw the sword first or I draw the sword first?" Zhou Qingshan asked lightly.

Guo Nan held the sword, made a defensive posture, and said seriously: "Please give me advice."

In the "fair" battle, the one who takes action first may not necessarily have the advantage. The first move is the strong, and it is only suitable for sudden attacks and life-and-death battles.

"Then you be careful."

Zhou Qingshan nodded and suddenly stabbed a sword. His sword body was shining brightly and led to Guo Nan's right lung!

Guo Nan took root and steadily on the ground. He used the twelve styles of the Royal Sword in a row. The sword light condensed in front of him repeatedly. The cold air was strong and the silver light was rolling, and Zhou Qingshan did not give him any opportunity to take advantage of it.

Everyone exclaimed. Guo Nan's sword of the body was almost at the point where he could not see the moves clearly, but everyone recognized that it was just the twelve styles of the body!
Chapter completed!