There was silence.

"Throw in the towel?"

"Why!"

Elder Boyang looked at Lan Yun seriously, and seeing that his expression was sincere, he had obviously made a decision.

"In this battle, Xiao Nan wins!

He announced in a loud voice.

"Hey, I don't need you to let me!"

Eager to try, Xiao Nan, who met his opponent in chess, looked confused.

But Lan Yun had already turned around and stepped off the stage.

Its thin figure grew taller and bigger as it went, and there was a sword intent that condensed but did not disperse, soaring straight into the sky.

Forget the sword, light sword.

Forget me, despise me.

He finally understood.

Sometimes, if you don't fight, you fight.

I admired Xiao Nan's unfathomable sword path more and more.

A moment later, the Nebula assessment ended.

Xiao Nan received the reward of the leader of the sixth rank, and waited for the result at the white jade tablet in the north of the martial field.

"I don't know how many times I can rank on the Nebula Outer List this time?"

He was a little uncertain.

He clearly remembered that the last time there were several peerless Tianjiao of the River tribe main clan, they steadily suppressed themselves and others.

Among them, Nebula is the first on the list, and the name is Lan Ying.

Nebula is second on the list, named Lan Mo.

These two people, it is unlikely that they will surpass.

Before long, the standing white jade stele bloomed with a hundred zhang of light, eye-catching, and the white jade color reflected all over the eyelids.

A little black tadpole text flashed on the surface of the stele, circling and circling, from the bottom to the top, and swept quickly.

The text gradually grows larger and more recognizable, revealing the names of a line of pedestrians.

Xiao Nan raised his eyes and first looked at the outer list of the nebula.

Just this look, he couldn't help but be surprised.

The first line on the inscription on the outer list quietly reads:

"The first place on the Nebula Outer List, Xiao Nan, nine years old, belongs to the Nanli tribe. ”

No, what about Lan Ying and Lan Mo?

He was very surprised, and hurriedly looked down.

"The second place on the Nebula Outer List, Lan Yun, nine years old, belongs to the Nanli tribe. ”

"The fourth place on the Nebula Outer List, Tiezhu, nine years old, belongs to the Nanli tribe. ”

"The sixth place on the Nebula Outer List, Wang Gu, nine years old, belongs to the Nanli tribe. ”

......

This is the rhythm of being dominated by the Nanli tribe!

At this time, Ye Wen, who was in Cangwu Mountain, the main clan of the Youhe tribe, looked up at the Nebula Tablet not far away.

"You're all great, I'm going to do it too. ”

A satisfied smile appeared on her face, and she secretly clenched her fists and cheered up.

Even if she was thousands of miles away, she could still feel the presence of the Nanli tribe.

Xiao Nan stood under the monument with a solemn gaze.

He and others occupied the top few places on the Nebula Outer List.

So, what about Lan Ying and Lan Mo?

A terrible conjecture suddenly rose in his mind.

Xiao Nan hurriedly raised his head and looked higher.

That's where the Nebula Tablet records are ranked.

He looked from back to front, in turn.

But no, no, no, still no.

Until, his gaze was fixed on the top position of the nebula's inner list.

His pupils tightened suddenly.

I saw that it read:

"The first place on the Nebula List, Lan Ying, nine years old, belongs to the main clan of the Youhe tribe. ”

"The second place on the Nebula List, Lan Mo, nine years old, belongs to the main clan of the River Tribe. ”

Is there such a genius in this world?

There is such a genius in this world!

Xiao Nan's whole body trembled slightly, and the complacency and arrogance in his heart were all at once gone.

can rank first in the Nebula list, at least a powerhouse in the realm of witch refining.

But these two have only just turned nine years old this year!

I remember that Elder Boyang said that the two most talented people last time were named Emperor Shi and Lan Sheng.

It was only when he broke through to the realm of witch refining at the age of ten.

Lan Ying and Lan Mo are still excessive.

Compared to these people, he is simply scum!

He collected his thoughts, and his eyes showed determination.

It seems that the intensity and frequency of cultivation still need to be increased!

However, this time, the ranking of the Nebula List made the elders of the tribe excited.

This is a historical record for the Nanli tribe!

How many years, how many years, the Nanli tribe has not produced such good results!

Many of the old men trembled and were speechless with excitement.

This euphoria and revelry permeated the tribe for three days before it faded away.

Xiao Nan and Lan Yun have also become well-known genius boys in the tribe.

A few more days passed.

Riding a snow dragon's hoof into the Nanli tribe.

This is the special mount of the main clan of the river tribe, and it is a riding beast called the Red Cloud Lion, which can travel thousands of miles in a day with a snow dragon hoof saddle.

This snow dragon hoof represents the identity of the envoy of the river tribe.

The man got off his mount and went straight into the south of the temple.

The patriarch Bo Li, who had received the news in advance, and the various elders were already waiting in the temple.

"I've seen Patriarch Boli. ”

This man looks middle-aged, with a mole on the corner of his mouth and a thick beard.

"Special Envoy, please be seated. ”

Bo Li didn't dare to slack off, and stretched out his hand to lead him into a seat, "I don't know what the main clan has to say this time?"

"This is a letter about the Southern Summit. ”

The middle-aged envoy took out an object from his arms and handed it over, "Please leave the patriarch to take a look." ”

The item was packed in a bamboo tube, and when opened was a scroll of animal skins.

Bo Li unfolded it and looked at it carefully, with both joy and worry on his face.

"Bo Li has already understood the requirements of the main clan, and he must do his best to complete this matter!"

He replied and accepted the secret letter.

"The envoy has been tired for a long time, and Boli has already arranged a place to rest. You might as well go tomorrow. ”

Bo Li then said.

"No, I don't. ”

The middle-aged envoy waved his hand and politely declined.

"Thank you Boli for the good intentions of the patriarch, but Tian has several other tribes to run, feed the mount and leave. ”

He is unambiguous and puts business first.

The patriarch of Boli no longer insisted on it, and sent someone to take him to the mount.

"Ladies and gentlemen, letters from the Lords. The decennial Southern Summit was held in the Nanli Tribe. ”

After the envoy left, Boli spoke to the elders.

"Southern Summit? This is a once-in-a-decade event! This time, our southern tribe is going to rise greatly!"

An anxious elder stroked his beard and smiled.

"In previous years, the Southern Summit has been held alternately between the two medium-sized tribes of Biqi and Qingsu, so why did it change to a remote and small tribe like our Nanli this time?"

Another thoughtful elder asked.

"I don't know. ”

Patriarch Boli's eyes rolled, revealing a trace of puzzlement.

"Moreover, the letter said that this southern summit will be presided over by someone sent by the Lord Clan's Witch Gu Palace. ”

He went on to add.

"Looks like we're going to have to prepare carefully.

"Although the south is vast and sparsely populated and has few tribes, there are also two medium-sized tribes and seven small tribes.

"At that time, we can't afford to lose face. ”

This time, it was Wang An, the head of the Wang family, who suggested.

"What the head of the Wang family said is extremely true. ”

The crowd responded.

"However, this southern summit is huge, and it needs to arrange personnel and events for the eight major tribes. I'm afraid we'll have to move tomorrow. ”

Patriarch Boli groaned and said.

"Patriarch, when is the date?"

Elder Boyang, who had been silent, asked out loud.

"Three months later, before Youyuan. ”