Chapter 1062 1062 The Slap in the Face Is Too Fast Like a Tornado

Although he expresses deep doubts about Xinghuan Qianji's character, he agrees deeply with his words. Unless Gong Hongru and a few other masters are staring at her, who can spot her little actions, even if If she finds out, as long as she withdraws her divine sense in time, who can catch the handle. In a word, it is enough to not admit it.

Therefore, Mu Hanyan reassured and boldly ran the Divine Martial Soul Refinement Art, and continued to explore the sea of ​​hearts of the other young swordsmen.

However, their situation was exactly the same as that of the previous swordsman. Mu Hanyan had nothing to gain except knowing that the meaning of the sword in the Enlightenment Sword was extremely powerful and terrifying.

Not interested in wasting energy, Mu Hanyan withdrew his consciousness.

Originally, she wanted to try to explore the Wuxin sword again and comprehend it in advance, but she wisely gave up the idea for fear of revealing something abnormal and being caught.

Before I knew it, it was dusk. After nearly a day of assessment, nearly fifty people were selected by Longyan Academy. Even Mu Hanyan was a little surprised by such a result.

I thought that the assessment was so strict and difficult that few would pass it. In this way, I still underestimated the talent and strength of these young elites like An Yunguo.

But after thinking about it again, Mu Hanyan didn't feel that there was anything strange. Although the general election of Longyan College lasted for three days, most of the real elites and powerhouses were concentrated on the first day. The reason is very simple. Compared with cultivators from common people, the children of noble families have too much in resources and exercises. Therefore, most of the real elites are still concentrated in aristocratic families.

In their capacity, of course, they have no interest in waiting for three days, and usually participate in the general election early. So regardless of the fact that nearly 50 people passed the assessment before the general election on the first day was over, the number of people who passed the assessment in the next two days may not be comparable to that of the first day.

"Finally it's my turn." After another wave of candidates for the swordsmanship came down, Qiu Ping'an walked towards the selection field in high spirits.

"Young Patriarch, come on, we are waiting for you at Longyan College." The Qiu family's children who had already joined Longyan College said respectfully.

"Don't worry, you still don't know my strength? When I join Longyan College, we will have a good time together." Qiu Ping'an said with a relaxed expression, and then gave Mu Hanyan a provocative look.

Is this guy really so confident?

Mu Hanyan had suspected that Qiu Ping'an was bluffing, but now, he felt that something was wrong. This guy really wasn't bluffing, but was absolutely confident. Where did his confidence come from?

Soon, Qiu Ping'an and nine other young swordsmen came to the Wuxin Sword, closed their eyes, and began to understand the profound meaning of the sword.

Around the square, almost everyone's eyes were on Qiu Ping'an.

The previous conflict between Qiu Ping'an and Mu Hanyan had long since spread, and the details of the Qiu family had naturally spread to their ears.

Every generation has children entering Longyan College. In just two hundred years, a little-known family has become one of the three major families in Dongzhou County. Even today, there are dozens of Qiu family members in Longyan College. His disciple, such an aristocratic family should never be underestimated.

Everyone is curious about Qiu Ping'an, and also wants to see if he can continue the miracle of his predecessors.

"Ah..." A young swordsman opened his blood-red eyes, let out a frantic shout, and even pulled out his long sword and slashed at the people around him.

The instructor beside him was already prepared, and he stunned him with a palm.

"Pfft..." Before the man could be lifted down, a young swordsman next to him opened his eyes wide, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fainted to the ground.

The few young swordsmen next to them were trembling all over, with expressions of pain on their faces. From the looks of it, it was estimated that they would not be able to last for long.

This kind of scene has been seen too much, everyone is used to it, and their eyes still stay on Qiu Ping'an.

Although Qiu Ping'an was also sweaty and his hands trembled slightly, the situation was obviously much better than the others. Halfway through the time, eight of the other nine swordsmen have been carried out of the arena, and only one is still struggling to support, but the man's face is as pale as paper, his whole body has been soaked with sweat, the two are more in comparison. It shows Qiu Ping'an's extraordinaryness.

"It's no wonder that every generation of the Qiu family has descendants selected by Longyan College. This Qiu Ping'an has never heard of it before, but he has such strength." Someone in the crowd said with emotion.

"Yeah, looking at him, he seems to be similar to the previous Mu Chengxuan, Qi Kaiyuan, and Guan Shanhe and others. There should be no problem in passing this assessment."

"This Qiu family is very good at teaching, and it can be said that there are many talents. If this continues, I am afraid that the eight major families in the capital will all have their place."

"I don't know who Mu Hanyan provokes is bad, and why did he provoke him. When the two enter Longyan Academy, they will have a good show."

"Looking at this situation, Qiu Ping'an has no suspense to enter Longyan College, but Mu Hanyan may not be selected yet."

"If he can't even get into Longyan College, what future will he have in the future? Maybe he will be sent back to Black Rock City, and sooner or later he will be trampled by Qiu Ping'an and can't lift his head." Thinking of Mu Hanyan, it was a schadenfreude.

These words also came to Mu Hanyan's ears more or less, but she didn't care, and her eyes still stayed on Qiu Ping'an.

Strange, this guy has such good aptitude and such strong strength! Mu Hanyan was a little strange. If Qiu Ping'an could really be compared with Qi Kaiyuan and the others, he should have heard of his name, but after searching his mind, he couldn't find any rumors about him.

Of course, in the long history of the Holy Court Continent, the most important thing is the genius, but not every genius can be famous in the world and go down in history. There are too many accidents in the practice, because the genius who died young unexpectedly is also a genius. There are too many, so it is not surprising that Qiu Pingan is not famous.

But Mu Hanyan still felt a little strange, and subconsciously, he used the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique to probe into Qiu Ping'an.

Gradually, a strange smile appeared at the corner of Mu Hanyan's mouth.

In fact, Mu Hanyan didn't care about how sooner or later he was slapped in the face, he only cared whether he was slapped hard or not, whether the face was swollen enough.

But this time, the slap in the face came too fast like a tornado, tsk tsk, people were caught off guard.

(It's the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. I'm diligent today. I'll tell you a terrible story. Spring is here, and the clothes I wear are reduced, and the flesh on the body can't be hidden. For the sake of beauty, Lose weight quickly.)