quiet.

Deathly silence.

Everyone looked at the tall woman and couldn't help but feel shocked.

Despite Ji Luohong's frail appearance, she is actually a leader among the younger generation in Xiliangzhou.

According to legend, even compared to the students of Shenzhou College, they are not inferior at all.

This shows how terrifying Ji Luohong is.

No one expected that Ji Luohong would take the initiative to stand up and speak for a loser who was only at the level of a god.

At the moment when the two sides were in a stalemate.

"That's enough."

An Yiran took the initiative to stand up and scolded the three Liu brothers and sisters: "Shen Chenfeng is not only my friend, but also a distinguished guest of our Tumu Fort. No matter what his cultivation level is, you must not be rude to him."

"That's fine."

"For the sake of Junior Sister An and Fairy Ji, I will spare your life today."

Liu Jie's face darkened and he said coldly: "But Junior Sister An, I'll say the ugly things first. The election in China is no small matter. We don't want weaklings in our team. If you want to take this dragster to participate in the competition, then Don’t blame me for ignoring the hundreds of years of friendship between the mountains and rivers and your Tumu Fort.”

"Liu Jie, what do you mean?"

An Yiran pinched his waist with both hands, an extremely angry expression on his face.

"It's very simple."

"Either you leave this waste and join our team."

"Either you take this piece of trash with you and leave together."

Liu Jie seemed to have decided on An Yiran, and said playfully: "Junior Sister An, I think you should know what to choose, right?"

"you!"

An Yiran was furious. She never expected that Liu Jie would be so despicable and use Shen Chenfeng to threaten her.

Indeed, it is her dream to be admitted to Shenzhou Academy.

But along the way, she saw with her own eyes how terrifying Shen Chenfeng's strength was.

So she didn't hesitate, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, Liu Jie, this is what you said. In that case, let's say goodbye."

After saying that, An Yiran grabbed Shen Chenfeng, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute."

A trace of astonishment flashed in Liu Jie's eyes. He never expected that An Yiran would choose to refuse.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked in disbelief: "An Yiran, are you even willing to give up Shenzhou College for this trash?"

"Shut up!"

"Liu Jie, let me warn you one last time."

"Mr. Shen is not only my friend, but also a distinguished guest of our Tumu Fort. If you dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Shen again, don't blame me, An Yiran, for being rude."

An Yiran suddenly turned around, his eyes were like swords, and his whole body exuded a thrilling murderous intention, and said: "Also, without your mountains and rivers, we can still enter Shenzhou College."

Hearing this, Liu Jie was slightly startled.

Then he sneered and said shamelessly: "What a joke...if we, the land of mountains and rivers, had not had hundreds of years of friendship with your Tumu Fort. With your little strength, who would be willing to accept you..."

"Excuse me……"

Don't wait to finish speaking.

The tall woman took a step forward and asked in a soft tone: "Now our team is short of two candidates. I wonder if you two are willing to join?"

In an instant, the whole place was dead silent.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the tall woman.

Immediately afterwards, waves of exclamations arose from the crowd.

"Holy shit!"

"Am I right?"

"Ji Luohong, you actually took the initiative to invite me?"

"Ahhhh, why?"

"Is it possible that I, a master of the fifth level of the gods, am not as good as a trash of the first level of the gods?"

The crowd shouted wildly and looked at all this in disbelief.

You know, Ji Luohong is a popular candidate in this China election.

Anyone who can team up with Ji Luohong is equivalent to having half a foot in Shenzhou Academy.

I don’t know how many young talents are flocking to him.

However.

What no one expected was.

Ji Luohong did not choose those powerful young talents, but instead chose a god-level waste.

"You two, what do you think?"

"Are you willing to join our team?"

Ji Luohong ignored the comments around her and asked again.

"willing."

"Of course we do."

An Yiran agreed without hesitation and with a face full of ecstasy.

Then she glanced at Liu Jie provocatively and said proudly: "If I remember correctly, who just said that no one is willing to accept us?"

"snort!"

"Even if Ji Luohong protects us, what will happen?"

"Do you think you can enter Shenzhou Academy with your little strength?"

Liu Jie snorted coldly, then without looking back, the three of them suddenly turned around and left.

"alright."

"Now that the competition is about to begin, how about we find a place to chat and get to know each other?"

Ji Luohong smiled and said to Shen and Chenfeng.

"Okay."

"let's go."

An Yiran cheered and followed Ji Luohong and others towards the west.

Not long after, they came to a remote corner.

"Master Shen."

Ji Luohong suddenly turned around, her watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, she looked straight at Shen Chenfeng and said, "I heard Junior Brother Zhao say that you are a sword cultivator?"

"good."

Shen Chenfeng nodded and said disapprovingly: "What's wrong?"

"It just so happens that I am also a sword cultivator."

"And I'm very curious about what kind of swordsmanship you used to be able to defeat Zhao Donghai, who is on the fourth level of a god, with a level of cultivation at the level of a god."

Ji Luohong's eyes flickered, and an extremely sharp aura burst out from her body.

Suddenly, the air became solemn.

An Yiran stood aside helplessly, not even daring to take a breath.

"how?"

Shen Chenfeng showed no fear, as if he was not affected by the aura at all. He raised his brows and said calmly: "You want to compete with me?"

"Of course not."

Ji Luohong regained her momentum and said with a hint of smile in her voice: "Now that China's general election is coming, it is not the time for internal strife. I was just testing to see if you are as magical as Junior Brother Zhao said.

"

"Then what?"

Shen Chenfeng lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Young Master Shen is not affected by my momentum. It seems that Junior Brother Zhao is right. You are indeed a strange person."

"I'm looking forward to being able to be with you."

Ji Luohong stretched out her right hand and said gracefully: "But after the election in China is over, I will definitely learn how Master Shen's swordsmanship is better than the swordsmanship of our Gulang domain."

"good."

Shen Chenfeng nodded and was about to say something.

Sudden!

Woohoo!

On the distant mountain peak, a long and deep horn suddenly sounded.

"The Chinese general election is about to begin."
Chapter completed!