The amount of snow falling in the sky is increasing, and the speed of falling is also increasing. Zhou An has no time to attack, and can only be forced to defend, feeling the huge pressure.

I saw more and more sword shadows around him, hundreds of them, and each sword shadow was trembling in a small range, echoing the changing frequency of the sword intent, forming a wonderful resonance.

With the continuous fighting with these sword repairers, Zhou An gradually became confident and less anxious when fighting.

Sometimes the process is not that important, what is important is to have a means to end the battle.

During this process, Zhou An did not launch an attack, nor did he let any falling snow pass his sword.

The sword shadow reached thousands, and the sword intent also climbed to the peak.

Countless sword shadows turned into real sword blades and shot at Gu Si in front of him, piercing the void with high sword intent.

He stretched out his left hand and snapped his fingers crisply, the wind stopped, and thousands of sword blades pierced through Gu Si's sword field, pierced the curtain behind him, and flew into the sky, a distance beyond the reach of eyes.

Gu Si stood where he was, his clothes were damaged in hundreds of places, and he didn't make another move. He just had a wry smile on his face: "You won."

Zhou An's method was beyond his expectation, and his fighting style was different from the previous contest with You Wen. He didn't know whether he was hiding his clumsiness before, or he had such a large-span improvement in such a short period of time.

No, it should be hiding clumsiness.

He felt that no one could achieve such a great improvement in such a short period of time, unless it was the reincarnation of a fairy in the sky, otherwise it would be unreasonable.

The audience was silent, not a single sound was heard. The dean they admired lost to this young man who looked about their age.

Wei Lanfeng's expression was even more numb, and he couldn't say a word. Such a gap made him far behind, and he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​wanting to stand shoulder to shoulder with it, or catching up.

Zhou An easily and freely swiped the long sword in the air, put it away, and said dissatisfiedly: "President Gu, you didn't use all your strength."

Gu Si smiled: "It's a lot of age, and you want me to fight you hard, is there any reason for that? Besides, my sword is already blunt, so I'm definitely not your opponent. If you lose, you lose."

His face looked calm, but his heart was full of shock. He was amazed that Zhou An's swordsmanship had reached such a level, and more importantly, the swordsmanship that Zhou An had comprehended was extremely extraordinary and mysterious.

He has never seen such a strange sword intent, as if it has life itself, it spreads around and rots everything, whether it exists or does not exist.

Zhou An showed helplessness on his face, and found that each of these sword repairers seemed to be doing badly, whether they were getting old, or time had blunted their swords.

In fact, he originally wanted to rely on this battle to seek an opportunity to advance to the fifth level, but it's a pity that this old slicker stopped fighting halfway.

"It's boring, it's boring!" He said and walked out of the academy with big strides, the sword's intent condensed into substance was almost visible to the naked eye.

The clouds in the sky parted.

Seeing Zhou An leave, Gu Sicai heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his left hand. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue beating, but that he felt that his life was in danger, and he had a faint feeling that if he continued beating, Zhou An would kill him. To beheaded.

"This guy is so arrogant, I don't think he can go far." A master couldn't understand Zhou An's behavior, and said with a cold snort.

Gu Si glanced at him and said, "It's also my fault in this matter, so I should compete with him in swordsmanship."

The master was stunned and didn't understand what Gu Si meant, "What does the dean mean?"

Gu Si said calmly: "I was afraid of death, so I didn't fight him any longer."

He once thought that he was not afraid of death anymore, but when it really came time to die, he chose to escape.

…

Zhou An was walking on the street, chewing pancakes. He felt a little hungry, so he bought two more pancakes, which were bought at another place, and the taste was different, but the same thing was delicious.

"Not going?"

He thought about the voice transmission that Gu Si secretly sent to him, advising him not to go to the imperial city, not to go to the Immortal Contest.

There must be some internal reason for this, but Gu Si didn't want to say it clearly, but it also gave him more ideas.

Walking to a crowded place, Zhou An saw a lot of people sitting with paralyzed faces. He felt that he was not full, so he walked over and shouted: "Here is a bowl of beef noodle."

The waiter at the end saw Zhou An and said with a smile: "Guest officer, there are too many people at this time, and there is no extra space. If you don't mind, you can share the table with others."

"No problem." Zhou An didn't mind either. He walked to an empty seat and asked the person opposite, "Do you mind if I sit here?"

It was a girl in a light yellow blouse, with a sword behind her back, without raising her head, she said: "Sit down, there are not so many generals."

Zhou An felt that the other party was an immortal cultivator, so he was not surprised. There are not many immortal cultivators in Wu'an City, but there are also many, at least one or two can be met from time to time when walking on the street.

Sitting down, he saw the appearance of the other party. The big Shuiling eyes seemed to have a round of bright moon shining in the pupils. They were unusually clear, and his face was flushed. Feeling Zhou An's gaze, he smiled, and the corners of his eyes twitched. With a sense of indifference.

"You are also a sword cultivator." She felt Zhou An's sword intent that had not subsided, and there were not many sword cultivators, so she felt that more communication was needed.

Zhou An nodded: "It is."

"Yes, yes, no, no." The woman frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction.

Zhou An had no choice but to say: "Yes, I see that you have just arrived in Wu'an City with the package on your back?"

The woman smiled slightly and said, "I heard that Wu'an City is very lively recently, so I came here."

Zhou An was taken aback, thinking that this person would never come to him, and said, "I don't know why the girl came to Wu'an City?"

The woman looked at Zhou An and said with a smile, "Is it rude to ask girls when you come up?"

Zhou An reacted and felt that something was wrong, and said, "Sorry."

The woman waved her hand deftly, and then said generously, "Let's make friends. My name is Yueli. How about you?"

Zhou An hesitated for a while, but didn't answer right away. He wanted to find out first. If the other party really came to challenge him, then he would not admit it.

He doesn't have so much time now, these sword repairs are generally not very good, maybe not as good as Jian Nineteen, and he plans to retreat for a few more days to consolidate his comprehension of swordsmanship, and before going to the imperial city, he will win the first place in Wu'an City. The title of swordsman.

"I heard that there is a sword repairer named Zhou An who has been in the limelight recently. You are not here to look for him, are you?" Zhou An changed the subject.

Yueli looked at Zhou An, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be able to guess it. That's right, I just came to frustrate him. I heard that this kid is not taken seriously by anyone~lightnovelpub.net ~A few black lines were drawn on Zhou An's forehead, but he didn't expect it to be similar to what he thought, and the other party really came to him, so he quickly changed his words:

"My name is Zhou Fugui."

"Hey, I heard that Zhou An had already surpassed Gu Si from Anshan College, and he was also the second on the sword list."

Yueli became interested when he heard it: "Oh, and there's another thing, if he can beat Mr. Gu, he's still at a certain level."

When Zhou An heard this, he felt that this girl's tone was quite serious.

At this time, Xiao Er brought the noodles, and just happened to hear it, and said in surprise: "There is such a thing, how come I haven't heard of it."

Zhou An said with certainty: "You can find out what happened just this morning if you go outside and inquire about it."

Then, he looked at Yueli and asked, "Are you still going to challenge him?"

Yueli smiled indifferently: "Why not."

Zhou An's eyelids twitched, he just felt that this girl didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and didn't take it seriously, anyway, she couldn't pass the level of Jian Nineteen.

After this period of time, Jian Nineteen's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. It seems that, as he said, he doesn't need Zhou An to teach anything, as long as he follows, he can feel the way of the sword.

This may also be close to Zhu Zhechi.

Zhou An felt a little restless after being cheated, felt inexplicable pressure in front of this woman, finished his bowl of noodles in two mouthfuls, got up and left, more like a mouse that ran away in despair.

Yue Li watched Zhou An leave and disappeared into the crowd, and smiled: "It's interesting."

"Zhou Fugui? That's an idiotic name. It doesn't sound suitable for sword cultivation."

She squinted her eyes at the sky, drew out her long sword, flew a copper coin and pressed it on the table, and an invisible black thread stretched out from the copper coin to the void.

"Forget it, don't worry, this Wu'an City is quite interesting."