Time passed in a flash, and Xiang Tianwen asked a few people to turn left and right, and finally found the class that belonged to them - the third class of the human rank.

As soon as I walked in, I found a pair of eyes staring at several of them, and among them, I also found many acquaintances.

"The sword is empty, the charming girl and the dark shadow boy are also here. Seeing a few familiar faces, Xiang Tianwen was surprised in his heart.

Jian Wukong came to Xiang Tian, nodded slightly, and said hello.

And the charming girl was extremely surprised when she saw Xiang Tianwen's sudden appearance, obviously she didn't expect that with Xiang Tianwen's strength, she could enter the Spring and Autumn Academy, as for the black shadow boy, she was still sitting next to the girl, as if she was her shadow, unmoved.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Tianwen also had to sigh at the wonder of this world, in such a situation, they can be divided into the same class, which has to be said to be very ingenious.

After sweeping his eyes, he found that there were many people here whose strength was amazing, and even he couldn't deduce the real strength, and besides, in this so-called third class of the human rank, there was not a single young man who had cultivated as a fighter.

Seeing this scene, he also had to sigh at the background of the Spring and Autumn Academy, if these geniuses were placed in a family at the same time, what a powerful force it was, and it was impossible to say that it would be the first in the entire city.

Embarrassed, after calming down his mood, he found a random place and sat down, quietly waiting for the arrival of his mentor.

After a short rest, Xiang Tianwen was bored, so he closed his eyes and recuperated.

These several days of fighting in a row have taken a lot of mental drain on him, and this kind of consumption cannot be recovered in a few days.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound of footsteps stepping on the floor outside the door.

When I opened my eyes, my eyes shrunk tightly, and I felt extremely amazing.

A woman who walked in the door, this woman was not like an ordinary woman, she was wearing a red tights, and her tender white skin was exposed in the air, which made people feel the urge to bite hard.

Her hair was coiled up, setting off her moving face, which looked even more attractive, invisibly exuding a noble momentum.

is different from the charming girl, the aura emanating from her body has impressed countless people, and it has a strange feeling of "worshipping the pomegranate skirt", which is beyond the reach of the charming girl.

"I'm your mentor, Huang Shu!" a beautiful voice came out and fell into their ears, and their hearts were moved.

"I am solely responsible for your future cultivation, are you ready?" said in an instant, with a restrained smile on his face.

For some reason, when Xiang Tianwen saw his serious face, he felt a chill hit him.

It is conceivable that this self-proclaimed mentor of Huang Shu is not simple.

"Ready!" Except for a few teenagers who noticed that something was wrong, the others were still silent in their beautiful fantasies about the beautiful female mentor.

Hearing this voice, a smile was revealed, which made the hearts of many teenagers suddenly burn.

However, Xiang Tianwen deeply felt a chill from her smiling face, a chill to the bone.

In the face of endless ice, he was fearless, but he felt chills because of a woman's smile, which made him puzzled.

And it wasn't long before he realized where this bone-chilling chill came from, a scene he would never dare to forget.

"Since today is the first day, let's get to know each other and communicate. With a glance, Huang Shu said lightly, but when she said the last four words, her voice was much heavier.

Hearing Huang Shu's voice, everyone understood what she meant, and looked at the people around them with ill intentions.

In the end, almost everyone stared at Xiang Tianwen, who had the lowest cultivation in the audience.

Eat persimmons, first pick the soft ones to eat! Everyone understands this truth, and no one wants to be a bird. But asking the sky is different, he is the lowest cultivation in the whole field, and correspondingly, the strength is also the worst, and they are all 100% sure that they can defeat him.

However, everyone didn't know that asking the sky about him was not a soft persimmon, but a difficult bone.

Only the sword was empty, and one person was holding it in his chest, looking at this scene funny, and almost laughed out loud.

Others don't know the strength of Xiang Tianwen, doesn't he know yet? Can he make the Flame Lion retreat in the face of difficulties, is it that only he can do it if he is only a warrior cultivator?

Obviously, Jian Wukong was from beginning to end, and he didn't believe that he only had a warrior cultivation!

It's a pity that this time he guessed wrong, and it was outrageously wrong, not only did he only have a warrior cultivation, but he only had the middle stage of the Nine Seals, that's all!

This is how he cultivated, and he repelled the Flame Lion! A warrior with a strength comparable to that of the Quenching Seal Realm was unheard of!

Not to mention him, even their beautiful mentor has never heard of such a perverted hearsay.

If not, Jian Wukong saw it with his own eyes, he didn't want to believe it, he would rather believe that he had hidden his cultivation.

"Boy, remember that I will be called Brother Ye when I see you in the future!" said a young man who was three points thicker than Xiang Tianwen, and said with a big grin.

As he spoke, he clapped his big hands, and pressed his hands on Xiang Tianwen's shoulders at the same time.

Seeing the big hand that pressed Xiang Tianwen, Wang Xiao beside Xiang Tianwen was about to make a move, but found that his shoulder was being held down by life, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was the sword that was holding the sword and walking without space.

"You don't know him well, he can still solve this little thing. Seeing Wang Xiao's fire-breathing eyes, he said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xiao felt a lightness on his shoulders, and it turned out that Jian Wukong let go.

Suddenly, Wang Xiao's face returned to calm, and he glanced at Jian Wukong indifferently, his eyes full of strong battle intent.

At this time, Wang Xiao no longer had any intention of stopping, and even if he wanted to stop it, it was too late.

At the same time, he also wanted to see what Xiang Tian's strength was, whether it was as weak as he showed on the surface.

And he, the confidence in his gestures, is ignorant or fearless.