Quiet.

There was a deathly silence.

Even Song Qing, who brought Ning Buregret to this place, didn't expect Ning Buregret to say such a thing.

Only Xiao Tian, who was lying on Ning Buregret's shoulder, looked at them lightly and thought, "A group of little kids, the sword immortals are also what you can accept?"

However, how could they know Xiao Tian's thoughts, how could they know that the white-haired young man in front of them was the soul of a peerless Martial Emperor.

Therefore, whether it was a cultural or martial arts practice, the faces of those present became difficult to look at.

"Boy, I admit that your talent is extremely high, and even refreshed my record in the Qingteng Academy in Wangyan City, but what qualifications do you have to say that we are not worthy of accepting you as an apprentice?"

"Arrogance, ignorance, how can a person like you have such a talent, it's like a jewel in the dust. ”

"Song Qing, kick him out for me, my academy will not accept a disciple like him. ”

"From today onwards, the Ning family's quota is one less. ”

One academy after another, you say a word to me, and regard Ning Buregret as the kind of arrogant person who has no one in his eyes.

Even, even his original quota has to be withdrawn, which shows how angry these teachers are.

"The instructors don't need to be angry, because what the kid said is the truth, could it be that the instructors think that they are worthy of my teacher?"

Ning Bu regretted his words, and in front of many teachings, he practiced the Qinglian Sword Song.

Qinglian Sword Song is the inheritance of Li Taibai, the wine sword immortal who Ning Buregret got in his previous life, and it is extraordinary.

As soon as this sword technique was shot, all the civil and martial arts practitioners were stunned and speechless.

"This, this, this ......"

"This swordsmanship is so mysterious......

"This, this is Jian Lian, my God, what a dashing swordsman this is!"

"This kind of magic method, don't say that I am Qingteng Academy, but I'm afraid that Chang'an Academy doesn't have it. ”

Even, the academy teachers who were originally still angry, watching Ning Buregret practicing the moves of the Qinglian Sword Song at this time, were already fascinated.

The evaluation of Qinglian Sword Song is even higher to the extreme.

"Everyone, this is the wonderful method taught by the lower teacher, do you think that you are better than the lower teacher?"

Ning Buregret changed his words again, and pointed to the sentence that he had a mentor outside.

"I'd rather not regret it, you have a good master!"

"Your master's martial arts realm, I can't wait!"

"You're right, I'm not worthy of being your master, I sigh to myself!"

The teachers of the academy have been impressed by the Qinglian Sword Song that Ning has no regrets.

But one by one, their faces quickly turned red, obviously thinking of the scene when they and the others had previously competed to accept Ning Buregret as a disciple but were directly rejected by Ning Buregret.

"You don't have to be embarrassed to teach, the teacher said that the academy has merits, and the dean is a respectable person, so the kid is still a disciple of the academy. ”

Seeing the faces of the instructors, Rao is generation of sword immortals did not regret it, and he couldn't help but smile.

He understood that the teachers of Qingteng Academy were like old naughty boys, who loved face extremely much, but they dared to face their mistakes and admit their mistakes.

This made Ning Buregret couldn't help but be interested in the supreme dean of Tang Guo Academy.

What kind of temperament will the Supreme be able to accommodate such a true temperament to teach?

"That relationship is good, you will stay in my Qingteng Academy, and when you break through to the realm of opening the pulse, this dean will personally recommend you to go to Chang'an City. ”

The oldest of the teachers is the most heroic in his speech.

Moreover, he turned out to be the dean of Qingteng Academy!

"No regrets, tomorrow the trial of my academy over the years will begin, you should prepare well. ”

After the dean finished speaking, Song Qing reminded Ning Buregret.

Ning Buregret nodded and bowed to the many academy teachings: "Everyone, don't regret your farewell." ”

With that, he turned and left the small courtyard.

After he left, all the academy teachers in the courtyard, even the dean, sighed: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there are talented people in the country!"

"Yes, when I was still in the Qi and Blood Realm, where would I be like him, and I already had the qualifications to talk to the masters of the Open Pulse Realm and the Mirror Realm Realm. ”

If he let others know, he would rather not regret bluntly saying that no one in the Qingteng Academy is worthy of being his master, and he doesn't know how much jaw will drop.

However, people are destined not to know.

Many members of the Ning family didn't even know that Ning Buregret had achieved such an achievement as the first class in six subjects.

At this moment, in the Ning family's mansion.

Ning Gu's face was gloomy, and Ning Lin, who was standing in front of him, was also ugly.

In two days, Ning Lin's injuries had healed.

It's just that the fist-sized bruises on his face have not subsided, and his face is swollen like a pig's head.

"Dad, I'd rather not regret that this kid is too good at disguise, if it weren't for Charpy, who would have known that he was hiding so deeply!"

"Look at my face, he has beaten me like a pig's head, how will I go out to meet people in the future. ”

Ning Lin looked at Ning Gudi with a gloomy face in front of him, and cried directly.

As soon as the distraught Ning Gudi heard Ning Lin's cry, he suddenly became furious: "Shut up." ”

After scolding, his tone was even more calm: "Cry cry cry, you know how to cry, like a mother-in-law, what is the point,"

"But Dad, didn't you find the killer of the Blood Plum Blossom? Why didn't they kill Ning Buregret!"

Ning Lin was still crying unrelentingly, but his face became distorted.

"You can rest assured, this time it will be foolproof, the academy has a trial every year, when the time comes, our father and son will cooperate with the blood plum blossom to shoot together!"

This time, he would rather not regret it, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would not want to return to the academy alive. ”

"When he is killed, his dead ghost father will go down to accompany him, and the Ning family will belong to our father and son from now on!"

Ning Gu smiled coldly, crushed the teacup in front of him, and sprinkled the hot tea on his hand, but his brows did not wrinkle.

"Yes, when the time comes, I will be the second young master of the Ning family, the eldest brother will be the eldest young master, and the Ning family will be our family. ”

Ning Lin's distorted face suddenly bloomed into a shocking smile, a distorted smile.

Ning Gudi's face also had a sickly smile and a terrible flush.

Soon, the night passed.

In the early morning of the next day, when the daylight broke through, Ning Buregret and the disciples of the other academies were led by the cultivators to the foot of the Luolei Mountain Range.

"Warriors, originally went against the sky, and our ancestors fought for the land of survival for our human race in the fight against demon beasts,"

"In three days, we will come again to take you out, but whoever kills the demon beast has merit, and can exchange it for the academy's martial arts. ”

The academy teacher in charge of this trial is still Song Qing.

After clarifying the rules of this entrance test, Song Qing left with a group of academy teachers and settled at the foot of the Luolei Mountain Range.

As for the disciples of the academy, one by one they entered the range of the Luolei Mountain Range, some walked together, and some went alone.

Ning Buregret is the kind of person who walks alone, but he doesn't know that a killing game against him has been formed again.