Chapter 2 The four major pests of the college
In the Heavenly Sword Continent, there are nine countries, and they are divided into high-level countries, medium-level countries, and low-level countries, and the strength of sword cultivation is naturally different for countries of different levels.
Among the nine countries of the Heavenly Sword Continent, the Taixuan Kingdom is a low-level country, and it has the same level, and there are two low-level countries, but its land area and sword cultivation strength are the worst among the nine countries.
Tianfu Academy, located in the center of Taixuancheng, the capital of Taixuanguo, is the strongest among the four major forces of Taixuanguo, so every year when it comes to recruiting students, it will cause traffic congestion and overcrowding in Taixuancheng.
And when there was only one day left before Tianfu Academy recruited students, a teenager was walking slowly on the mountain road not far from Taixuan City.
The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a shabby black shirt, carrying a rusty iron sword, and his face was full of indifference.
And he was in the cold of coming here after nearly a month of travel.
"Is this Taixuan City?"
Looking at the three ink-black fonts on the city wall not far away, Leng Han's eyes were full of scorching light.
However, as the distance narrowed, Leng Han suddenly frowned, because he found that the city gate at this time had already been blocked by the flow of people pressed by the black.
And these people are basically teenagers and girls, about fifteen, sixteen or seven years old.
If you look closely, you will see that each of them has a sword in his hand, on his back, or at his waist.
"There are so many people who come to take the exam, Tianfu Academy is worthy of being the number one force in the Taixuan Kingdom. Looking at this scene, a wry smile appeared on his cold and indifferent face.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded behind him, followed by the sound of a galloping horse.
Hearing this sudden sound, Leng Han slowly turned around, and then he saw that on the mountain road he had just come, four emaciated figures were riding four yellow horses, galloping towards this place quickly.
"Everyone, get out of the way, it's the four major pests in the outer courtyard of Tianfu Academy!"
Looking at the four people who were galloping on horseback, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted in horror.
And as this voice sounded, the originally crowded crowd suddenly "boomed" and dispersed to both sides like a tide, looking at the four people who came on horseback one by one with a look of fear.
"The four major pests?"
However, for people's strange behavior, Leng Han showed a blank face, staring blankly at the four people who came on horseback, and there was no sign of moving their feet at all.
"Where did the hillbilly come from, he dared to stand in the way of Lao Tzu, why don't you get out of the way of Lao Tzu!"
The four yellow horses were extremely fast, and they arrived in front of the city gate in the blink of an eye, and when they saw a young man dressed in shabby black clothes and carrying a rusty iron sword, he dared to stand in front of him, and one of them, a young man dressed in white and looking fierce, immediately held a horsewhip and shouted angrily.
The angry voice of the young man in white was like thunder, which made everyone who had already retreated so frightened that they retreated some distances.
However, compared to people's fear, the cold cold that had only reacted at this moment did not show much expression, he raised his head, glanced at the young man in white lightly, frowned slightly, and slowly stepped aside.
"Where did this kid come from, he even dared to block the path of the four major pests, he didn't want to live, did he!"
"You can see that he is dressed so badly, and at first glance you know that he is a hillbilly who has just come out of the ravine, and it is normal that he does not know the prestige of the four major pests. ”
Looking at Leng Han, whose face was calm and retreated to the side, the onlookers couldn't help but sneer, facing the four people in front of him, the calm shown by Leng Han seemed to them ignorance and stupidity.
"Brother Ma, it seems that your deterrent power in Taixuan City is not enough!"
Hearing people's ridicule, among the four people, a young man with an ordinary appearance but a smile on his face suddenly smiled at the young man in white.
And as soon as this ordinary-looking young man said this, the white-clothed young man, who had been looking cold and a little unpleasant, suddenly sank his face.
"Whether you have the intention to block the way or not, since you dare to offend the four of us today, you must teach you a lesson, otherwise what will be the face of the four of us!" staring at Leng Han, the young man in white said coldly.
And as his words fell, a black shadow suddenly carried the sound of breaking the wind, and attacked directly towards the cold face door, which was the horsewhip in the hand of the young man in white.
Although this whip is an ordinary thing, it is wrapped in the spiritual power of the other party, and once it is drawn, I am afraid that the face will be disfigured immediately.
"Mid-stage of the Spirit Sword Realm!"
Feeling the whip shadow carrying the sound of breaking wind, Leng Han sensed the other party's cultivation at the first time.
In the Heavenly Sword Continent, the known levels of sword cultivation are divided into: Spirit Sword Realm, Soul Sword Realm, Heavenly Sword Realm, and Sword King Realm, and in addition, each realm is divided into the early stage, middle stage, late stage, and Great Perfection.
In the face of the middle stage of the spirit sword, only the cold cold in the early stage of the spirit sword was not an opponent at all, but fortunately, the seal of his Qinglong Sword Soul had been unlocked, and although he could not defeat the other party, he still had the strength to fight back.
Looking at the whip shadow that was about to approach his face, Leng Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the palm of his right hand suddenly poked out and grabbed straight towards the whip shadow.
"Smack!"
As soon as the palm of his hand touched the whip shadow, there was an immediate sound, and at the same time, the cold and thin figure couldn't help but "kick" and take a few steps back.
Although he could catch the opponent's whip, he couldn't use the cultivation of the early stage of the spirit sword to fight against the cultivation of the middle stage of the opponent's spirit sword.
"Okay, you hillbilly, you dare to fight back, it seems that I won't give you some color, you really don't know how many pounds and taels you have!"
Seeing that Leng Han actually dared to block his attack, the young man in white was also angry, stretched out his hand and pulled it out to his waist, and suddenly a long sword that was more than three feet long and flashed with cold light was out of his hand.
"The other party has drawn his sword!"
"This kid is going to be unlucky, even the master of the middle stage of the spirit sword dares to provoke him, he is really asking for his own death. ”
Seeing the young man in white pull out his sword, everyone present suddenly exclaimed, showing fear one by one, and at the same time, they also cast a pity at Leng Han.
However, Leng Han turned a blind eye to people's compassionate eyes, but his always calm face was a little more dignified at the moment.
He knew very well that in terms of cultivation, he was already inferior to others, and if the other party was playing a sword, then he who had not learned any sword skills could not be the opponent of the other party at all.
But even though he knew that he was invincible, it was impossible for Leng Han to sit still, and his arm was slowly raised, and he was about to pull out the iron sword behind him.
"Stop!"
But just as he was about to draw his sword, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from the mouth of a young man dressed in purple with an indifferent face among the four.
"Dealing with a sword cultivator in the early stage of the spirit sword, you actually want to make a sword, Ma Qiankun, you claim to be the first person in the North Courtyard, you can be shameless, but the three of me want it!"
The purple-clothed young man's voice was extremely cold, almost without any emotion, and when he said this, he lowered his head and glanced at Leng Han contemptuously, then kicked the horse's belly expressionlessly and galloped towards the city.
Seeing this scene, the two people who were originally standing side by side with him on horseback glanced at each other, smiled slightly, and then followed closely, leaving only the young man in white standing with a gloomy face.
"Boy, you're lucky today, but you'd better not be admitted to Tianfu Academy, otherwise I'll make you look good. ”
Looking at the back of the three of them leaving, the white-clothed young man's face was cloudy, and after a few breaths, he put away his sword, threw a cruel word at Leng Han, and rode away.
And looking at the back of the young man in white who was gradually moving away, there was a cold light flashing in Leng Han's eyes, if the other party really made a move just now, then he might not be able to stand here at this moment.
"Strength, it seems that no matter where it is, everything is what strength says. ”
Recalling the helpless feeling when he first faced the young man in white, Leng Han's fists clenched suddenly, and in his heart, a firm voice also sounded.
"I must enter Tianfu Academy, I want to see, why do you want me to look good!"
As soon as he thought of this, Leng Han's gaze turned to the city gate that had become crowded again due to the departure of the four people, and his footsteps were raised and the crowd poured in.