The middle-aged man was standing there, exuding a very strong aura.

Qin Nian'an looked at the assessment elder in front of him with a heavy face, was he giving himself a dismount.

An elder who can be the top three sects at least has the strength of the fourth grade, which is no longer within the scope of what he can handle.

There was silence on the field, and no one even dared to take a breath of air.

This is the elder of the Wuxiang Pavilion, where is it that a group of ordinary people dare to offend.

Qin Nian'an felt that the corner of his clothes was suddenly being pulled, he looked back and saw Gu Qingyue's small hands tightly holding the corners of his clothes, with a nervous look, it seemed that she also realized the seriousness of the matter.

Qin Nianan reluctantly made a smiling face, he didn't know if this was a laugh or not.

He could only make a relaxed gesture, so that Gu Qingyue was no longer nervous and believed that he could solve the problem.

Qin Nian'an had no bottom in his heart at all.

The strength must not be able to compare with the elders of the Wuxiang Pavilion, so his only chance is the crowd of onlookers.

Although he was not sure whether the middle-aged man in front of him would care about the pressure of public opinion, he could not think of any other way now.

Qin Nianan had even planned the development direction of the plot in his heart, but the reality was completely unexpected.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands into fists, looked around, and said apologetically in his tone: "Let everyone present laugh, this matter is the stubbornness of my disciple of Wuxiang Pavilion." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Shu Mingjing behind him, and said to him, "Why don't you apologize to this little brother?" ”

Shu Mingjing was very angry with the middle-aged man's request, but he didn't dare to ignore his words, after all, this assessment elder had the same status as his father.

"Uncle Zhong, this kid is just a ninth grade, if I wasn't careless, I definitely wouldn't have lost to this kid."

Shu Mingjing theorized towards Uncle Zhong in his mouth, trying to make him retract what he said before, "If you let the two of us fight again, I promise to get back the face of Wuxiangge." ”

Elder Zhong couldn't help but sneer, he could be completely sure that Shu Mingjing was not defeated because of carelessness, and the black-robed man on the opposite side did have some means.

Now he still wants to fight again, you must know that he has lost not only his Shu Mingjing's face, but also the face of the entire Wuxiang Pavilion.

What's more, what he has already said, how can he say that he will take it back, Lao Shu's son really doesn't understand the world at all.

I heard that Lao Shu is not a good kid before, but now it seems that it is really bad.

This time I must persuade Lao Shu well, this number can be practiced well, if you can't practice, find a way to open a trumpet.

On the other hand, the black-robed man opposite could still maintain his composure in the face of pressure from him.

In danger, there is no chaos.

Two juniors of similar age, the difference in heart is too big.

Although the black-robed man's performance was unexpected, it did not affect his decision.

Since he had already rejected him, he would not be re-invited to join the Phaseless Pavilion, which was a matter of his principle.

After all, Wuxiang Pavilion has always been not short of geniuses, and the black-robed man's boxing skills are a little strong, but the realm is really not good.

The middle-aged man stood in front of Shu Mingjing, full of aura, not angry and arrogant, and did not pay attention to Shu Mingjing's suggestion at all.

Shu Mingjing's face was unwilling, he really didn't want to bow his head to a nine-grade waste, and once again expressed his suggestion to Elder Zhong.

Elder Zhong had already burned a wave of anger in his heart, he didn't expect that this kid Shu Mingjing couldn't see the current situation clearly, he Shu Mingjing didn't bow his head, could he let the Elder of Wuxiang Pavilion go back on his word?

He couldn't afford to lose this face, and scolded sharply: "You Shu Mingjing is not his opponent even if he fights a hundred times again, you ask yourself, what are you fighting with him, do you want to take that broken sword?" ”

Elder Zhong's words were like a slap in the face, smashing Shu Mingjing, who was immersed in fantasy, awake.

Shu Mingjing's gaze was blank, why would the eighth grade not be able to beat a nine-grade waste, obviously he was careless, how could he lose.

After listening to what the middle-aged man said to Shu Mingjing, Qin Nian'an's hanging heart completely relaxed.

However, this Elder Zhong actually didn't follow the script he designed at all, shouldn't he show the side of a calf protector to question himself?

Wuxiang Pavilion was so reasonable, and Qin Nianan couldn't help but glance at these three top sects.

At the moment when Qin Nian'an's heart was full of emotion, Shu Mingjing's operation made him laugh, obviously putting Elder Zhong in a position where he couldn't advance or retreat.

Since Elder Zhong was a reasonable person, he, Qin Nian'an, would naturally not be so cautious.

Qin Nian'an arched his hand and said to the middle-aged man: "Elder Zhong doesn't need to be angry, it is naturally an honor for the kid to be able to have a discussion with the disciples of the Wuxiang Pavilion, and there is no need to apologize or anything." ”

Seeing that Qin Nian'an lowered his posture and gave him a step, he no longer pursued the matter, and the figure flew towards the assessment platform, "The assessment continues." ”

Although it was very interesting to watch the excitement, the purpose of coming to Wuxiang Pavilion to participate in the assessment was naturally to join Wuxiang Pavilion, and after hearing Elder Zhong's words, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed immediately, and continued to line up for the assessment.

Qin Nian'an saw that everyone dispersed, and he lost interest in an instant, although the process was unexpected, but at least the result was good.

He turned his head to look at Gu Qingyue's small hands that were still holding the corners of his clothes, Gu Qingyue noticed his gaze and instantly retracted his hand.

He observed Gu Qingyue's shy embarrassment, yes, it was very much in line with his heart, and he liked it very much.

But Gu Qingyue would not hurriedly lower her head in this situation, but looked straight at him.

He couldn't help but reach out again, rubbed her head, and took it back without waiting for Gu Qingyue to react, laughing out loud with relief.

Qin Nian'an didn't pay any attention to the blind-eyed Shu Mingjing, and walked straight to the gate of the Wuxiang Pavilion.

Gu Qingyue followed without hesitation, but Xu Ziyue didn't forget to raise his middle finger towards Shu Mingjing before leaving.

The little fat man turned around three times in one step, and when he turned around, he raised his middle finger at Shu Mingjing, he didn't care if Shu Mingjing could notice his movements, as long as he was in a happy mood.

It wasn't until the three of them left completely that Shu Mingjing came back to his senses, he held the ground with one hand and slowly got up from the ground.

His face was still slightly pale, and when he looked up, no one paid attention to him anymore.

Enough of the jokes, who can win sympathy from a loser?

He bent down, reached out and picked up the half-left sword, sheathed it, and put it back on his waist.

Shu Mingjing is a loser.

He accepted.

But this sword should not be a loser.