In this way, Xue Ning easily blended into the queue.

After waiting for less than half a stick of incense, it was Xue Ning's turn.

There is a golden platform for signing in at the gate of the college. An elder is sitting in front of the table. Disciples of various sects, including casual cultivators, are required to write down their sect and name on the registration book and have their fingerprints printed.

As soon as Xue Ning went up, the black-bearded elder raised his eyes and glanced at Xue Ning. He realized that she was in the golden elixir stage. He was slightly surprised and did not pay too much attention to her.

You must know that there are many talented young people who come to Yunhai Academy for the first test, and guys in the Golden Core stage are not uncommon.

"Name?" Elder Blackbeard asked.

"Xincao." Xue Ning said.

Elder Blackbeard nodded and wrote her name in the register.

"Where did the master come from?" Elder Blackbeard asked again.

"Rogue cultivator!" Xue Ning replied without hesitation.z.br

Hearing this, Elder Blackbeard gave her a thoughtful look.

There are many young people in the Golden Core stage, but such young casual cultivators in the Golden Core stage are rare.

But Elder Blackbeard's gaze only paused for a moment, then he lowered his head and wrote the word "Rogue Cultivator" in the register.

Although they are rare, their strength is still different from that of monks from major sects.

He knew this very well, so he didn't have much interest in Xue Ning.

After all, the most indispensable thing in the world of cultivation is genius.

After registering, Elder Blackbeard didn't even raise his head. "Tomorrow is the first trial of the primary election. Remember to participate on time and don't be late."

"Thank you, elder!"

"Next!" Elder Blackbeard shouted immediately.

Xue Ning was secretly happy. The master's disguise skill was really powerful. The old man's cultivation level was not low and he didn't notice that she was disguised.

After withdrawing from the crowd, Xue Ning immediately returned to Xiao Chengfeng.

The two were about to leave when they heard the people next to them laughing, as if they were discussing something.

"Have you heard? Xue Ning, the most powerful person in Shushan, is stupid!"

"real?"

"I just heard from the disciples in Shushan. I heard that the Medical Immortal's disciples didn't even cure her!"

"In this case, we are missing a powerful competitor!"

At this time, a group of monks in blue robes came from the end of the crowd. They were Shushan's mortal enemies, members of the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

The leader was Pei Hong, who had fought with Xue Ning in Kunlun Mountain.

I haven’t seen him for a few days. Pei Hong is also a master in the early stage of Jindan, and his cultivation is much better than last time!

When Pei Hong heard that Xue Ning was dumbfounded, his face was slightly startled, as if he hadn't expected it.

When several junior brothers around him heard this, they couldn't help but ridicule loudly.

"What kind of competitor? That girl is only powerful because of her spiritual pet. If we really want to fight one-on-one, she may not be someone else's opponent!"

"That's right, our senior brother is the most powerful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of young monks in white clothes walked up the street next to them. They were all handsome and handsome, holding jade fans, looking cool and majestic.

"Oh, after all, the founder of the Qingfeng Sword Sect is not a defeated general in Shushan. How can you have the nerve to brag about being the most powerful?"

The leader was a handsome young man with a high ponytail and a face full of confidence and pride. He stared at Pei Hong with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"It's Baiwu Villa!"

"Baiwu Villa, one of the four major sects!"

Someone in the crowd recognized them.

When Pei Hong saw the boy with a high ponytail, his eyes were not kind, his face became serious, and his aura suddenly increased.

The two of them looked at each other, and there was an electric flash of lightning on the verge of breaking out.

"Bai Wenxuan and Pei Hong face off, what a show!"

"What! Bai Wenxuan? That peerless genius from Baiwu Villa?"

"I heard that he was only seventeen years old and had already reached the middle stage of the Golden Core!"

"This is too awesome!"

"Baiwu Villa burned high incense in my last life? There is such a genius!"

After Xue Ning heard this, she couldn't help but turn her head and look at the young man with a high ponytail. He was seventeen years old and in the middle stage of Golden Elixir?

This kind of cultivation is indeed rare in the world of cultivation. No wonder Baiwu Villa is so arrogant today.

"Master, this guy is awesome. Have you heard of him?" Xue Ning couldn't help but turn her head and asked Xiao Chengfeng in a low voice.

Xiao Chengfeng stared at Bai Wenxuan and said quietly: "He is the son of the owner of Baiwu Villa. He has been extremely talented since he was a child and is quite accomplished in swordsmanship and fan skills."

Baiwu Villa is different from other sects. Not only does it practice swordsmanship, but it also has a good hand with fans. It can make tricks with the fans, and it is famous for killing people quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

"Then who do you think is more powerful, him or Pei Hong?" Xue Ning asked.

Xiao Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, "If both of them use swords, they may be evenly matched, but if Bai Wenxuan uses the jade fan in his hand, Pei Hong has no chance of winning."

After hearing this, Xue Ning's face darkened, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Last time in Kunlun Mountain, she and Pei Hong had not fought each other even though they used spiritual pets to fight.

But she knew that Pei Hong was already very powerful for being able to catch spirit-level monsters, and his cultivation level must be quite high.

Bai Wenxuan is actually even more powerful than him. If she encounters this person in the competition field, she must be careful.

If she was beaten down by this guy before she found the murderer, wouldn't her success be in vain?

Seeing her serious face, Xiao Chengfeng asked again: "Are you afraid?"

Xue Ning turned to look at him and replied funny: "Afraid? Who else have I been afraid of except you? I've been to Bone Mountain, why should I be afraid of such a brat?"

Hearing the words "White Bone Mountain", Xiao Chengfeng couldn't help but think of the deaths of Kui Sheng and the killer of the Demon Hunting Hall, and a subtle suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Were they both killed by Xue Ning?

Before he could think about it carefully, he heard Pei Hong staring at Bai Wenxuan and suddenly sneered, "You look down on our Qingfeng Sword Sect, don't you?"

Bai Wenxuan displayed his fan and waved it nonchalantly, "I just want to tell you that in this world, there are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains. It is not you who have the final say who is the most powerful person!"

"Humph, you are very confident." There was a hint of arrogance in Pei Hong's smile.

He suddenly drew his sword, and the light from the sword suddenly overflowed, and the coldness was overwhelming.

The monks around him all retreated and looked at him in shock.

He pointed his sword at Bai Wenxuan and said sternly: "In that case, I will let you know how powerful our Qingfeng Sword Sect is!"

With a whooshing sound, the sword in Pei Hong's hand suddenly flashed with white light, and a terrifying sword energy stirred up the wind and struck towards Bai Wenxuan.

Bai Wenxuan suddenly raised his lips, waved the fan in his hand, and a strong wind roared up, hitting the sword energy and instantly shattering Pei Hong's attack.

"What?" Pei Hong was stunned when he saw that the other party broke his sword easily.

The surrounding disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect also looked frightened. Could it be that the senior brother is going to lose?

"Is Bai Wenxuan so fierce?"

"What an amazing fan skill! This aura is so powerful!"

Hearing the praise of Bai Wenxuan from the people around him, Pei Hong felt extremely angry. He flew up and rushed towards Bai Wenxuan, stabbing him in the face with a sword.

Bai Wenxuan spread his fan to protect his head, but suddenly closed it and jammed Pei Hong's sword. The fan jumped up like a snake and suppressed him with his arms.

His arm suddenly twisted and Pei Hong could not sheath his sword. Bai Wenxuan flew forward and kicked Pei Hong in the chest with a speed like a phantom, so fast that no one could see him.

Pei Hong was kicked hard in the chest, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother!" Several disciples behind him immediately stepped forward and held his arms.

Bai Wenxuan looked like a flying fairy, with fluttering clothes. He landed lightly on the ground, shook his fan and looked at him with a sneer.

"Brother Pei, I accept it."

Pei Hong covered his heart and looked at him reluctantly, with a look of humiliation on his face, "Today, I think you are good, we will see!"

Just say it and earn it

He opened the door behind him and left the crowd angrily.

"Senior brother? Senior brother! Where are you going?" Several disciples of Qingfeng Sword Sect immediately chased him out.

Bai Wenxuan stared at the opponent's back as he left angrily, raised his eyebrows and snorted, "The Qingfeng Sword Sect is nothing more than that."

Seeing Bai Wenxuan defeating Pei Hong easily, everyone present looked at each other.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of some of the disciples of the major sects.
To be continued...