Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

"The third recruit, come with me."

A steady voice interrupted Mo Nan's thoughts. Looking up, he saw a figure in military uniform standing in front of him.

"Okay."

Mo Nan nodded and followed the other party forward.

This city, inside and outside, is as quiet and cold as outside, as if there is only such a lonely city between heaven and earth, guarding the prosperity behind.

The two came to a group of tents together.

The man in military uniform said: "Your residence is No. 1 of Xuanzi Camp, and you will be the battalion commander of Xuanzi Camp in the future. Go."

Mo Nan took a look and saw that there were four areas in the barracks, namely, Tiandi Xuanhuang, which means that there would only be four battalion commanders.

"Is this the benefit of coming early?"

Just as Mo Nan walked towards Xuanzi Camp, he saw another man in military uniform walking over with a blue-haired girl.

"Your residence is No. 1 of the Yellow Camp, and you will also be the commander of the Yellow Camp. Go ahead."

The man said the same words to the blue-haired girl and left.

The girl looked at Mo Nan, who was standing there watching, and smiled sweetly on her elf-like face, and waved at Mo Nan.

Then, the girl jumped towards the Yellow Camp.

Mo Nan also smiled at the girl, his smile was very bright, like a child who got a favorite toy.

[Name: Lan Ling]

[Golden Finger: Water Law (Tao Level Ultimate)]

[Cultivation: Condensation Realm]

[Note: Wherever there is water, I am the master]

Law, that is the product of the ultimate comprehension of the martial arts will.

In theory, only the martial arts saints who have begun to comprehend the great way of heaven and earth can touch this level of power.

The Heaven and Earth Realm, the tenth realm of martial arts, also known as the Heaven and Earth Saint, is a strong person who is capable of opening up a new world.

I didn't expect that this blue spirit girl was born with the knowledge of the water law. If nothing unexpected happens, she will become a saint of heaven and earth in the future.

Mo Nan happily chose to copy.

The next moment, the water elements in the world seemed to have found their master and happily gathered towards Mo Nan.

Mo Nan put his hands together and spread his palms. A handful of clear water appeared in his palms.

Splashing the clear water on his face, Mo Nan washed his face beautifully, washing away all the dust and mud on his face.

Mo Nan was even more looking forward to what was to come.

Geniuses, your golden fingers are very good, can you lend them to me?

Walked into the tent of Xuanzi No. 1.

This is a single room, which looks much smaller than other tents.

Mo Nan curiously opened the other tents and looked at them. The beds inside were standing side by side, which were obviously the type of large bunk beds.

Back in his single tent, Mo Nan didn't know what to do next. Maybe he had to wait until all the candidates who passed the first round came before there would be follow-up arrangements.

Mo Nan, who was originally preparing to practice, thought about it and decided to say hello to other battalion commanders.

After all, they are all battalion commanders, so it's normal to get close to each other, right?

After walking out of Xuanzi No. 1, Mo Nan walked towards Dizi No. 1.

When he got closer, Mo Nan said, "Brother, are you there?"

"Alpaca! Get out!"

A violent voice came out, shaking the tent three times.

Damn!

Mo Nan was speechless. The first time he took the initiative to say hello to someone, he was scolded by someone.

Damn, with this attitude, I must copy your golden finger!

Endless sword energy burst out from Mo Nan's body, and golden chains passed by, instantly splitting the tent in front of him.

Since the greeting is not accepted, then I will cause trouble.

For the sake of copying, it's no big deal.

"You're looking for death!"

The irritable voice spread throughout the military camp.

A two-meter-tall black figure quickly rushed out, and the mace in his hand smashed towards Mo Nan fiercely with endless anger.

"Come on!"

The Autumn Water Sword appeared in his hand instantly, and Mo Nan did not retreat Fan Jin.

'Sword Drawing Technique! '

'Dang! '

The sound of metal clashing spread throughout the venue, and Mo Nan retreated more than ten steps before stopping.

The strong man turned over in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

"What a powerful force!"

This attack was a pure strength contest, and it was obvious that Mo Nan was at a disadvantage.

"Rubbish!"

The strong young man snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Really?"

The corners of Mo Nan's mouth curled up, and he stepped out with the 'Meteor Step' under his feet, and his body flashed towards the strong young man like a ghost.

Mo Nan is a sword cultivator, and sword cultivators are not good at strength.

But in the long history of martial arts for tens of thousands of years, sword cultivators have the reputation of being the best in attack power. What do they rely on?

It is the unparalleled speed, the mysterious swordsmanship, and the indestructible sword.Intention!

His body moved with the sword, and Mo Nan came to the other party at a lightning speed. Mo Nan's steps even left a trail of afterimages on the spot. Just when the Autumn Water Sword was about to collide with the mace, the Autumn Water Sword disappeared like a shadow.

The next moment, the sturdy boy felt a sharp pain in his neck. He looked down and saw that a long sword had been placed on his neck. The sharp sword energy scratched the skin with a little blood.

"Now, can you talk properly?"

"Gulp!"

The sturdy boy swallowed his saliva, and then-

"Wow wow wow! City people bully people, I want to go back to the countryside!"

The sturdy boy threw away the mace in his hand and screamed.

The serious look made Mo Nan speechless for a while, and he had the illusion that he was a bad guy who bullied an honest person.

On the other side.

In the corner of the military camp, several groups of people were watching the battle, taking in everything that had just happened.

A man in military uniform smiled and said, "There are quite a few troublemakers this year. They started fighting before they even had time to sit down."

"These two little guys are quite strong. It seems that this round of trials will not be boring."

"Most of those who performed well in previous years were troublemakers. I really look forward to their performance."

A young man in white, dressed like an ancient nobleman, showed an interested expression on his jade-like face, and waved his folding fan gently, like a banished immortal.

The blue-haired girl also looked around curiously, with her mouth curled up, and her two deep dimples made her look even more playful.

Mo Nan looked at the sturdy boy who was screaming and said speechlessly:

"Stop screaming. You are so old. It's just a fight. Is it that serious?"

The sturdy boy stopped screaming and snorted coldly: "Hmph, kid, I will definitely fight back next time!"

Then he walked to the bed that had no tent to cover it and fell asleep.

Mo Nan was stunned. How could he be so careless?

Just then, a magnificent voice came over.

"You destroyed the public facilities in the military camp, and your cultivation is sealed. It will be lifted after running a hundred miles. Do you accept it?"

Fuck!

Mo Nan was speechless. He was punished like this?

"I accept it."

Mo Nan had no choice but to respond. What else could he do? Unless he didn't want to participate in the subsequent trials, he could only accept it.

But before that, he still had to copy the golden finger, which he had earned through punishment.