I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The visitor was wearing a white robe with cloud patterns and holding a folding fan.

Behind him were two monks with powerful auras. Although they were not swordsmen, their cultivation was obviously extraordinary.

A man about thirty years old walked forward slowly and threw the folding fan into the hands of a strong man behind him.

And he pulled out the sword from his waist and flew into the air under the gaze of countless eyes.

A sword came out.

Thunder breaks.

On the sword mark left by Ning Ruan before, it penetrated as much as two inches for no reason.

"Sword marks, that's how it should be!"

The man floated in the air, and after saying a few words with a smile on his lips, Fang flew down, put the sword back on his waist, took back his folding fan, and fanned himself in an elegant manner.

Ning Ruan:? ? ?

Pretending?

Are you going to step on her head?

Looking at Xi Zhou, he looked either aggrieved or amazed.

Ning Ruan held Xiao Hong's hand tightly for no reason.

But at this moment.

A fiery red figure also flew over and struck hard at the bluestone wall with a sword.

Right next to the man's sword mark.

Soon there was another two-inch sword mark.

"You are strong, but I am stronger than you." The girl in the red dress raised her chin, whether she was facing the few casual cultivators who were caught saying bad things about her on the spot, or the person in front of her who also had a big island. Even though she was born a genius, she maintained an extraordinary arrogance.

Ignoring the man in white who was clutching the folding fan tightly and looking obviously out of control, the girl in red raised her head and looked at Ning Ruan:

"You are also very strong. You are somewhat as strong as my Western Realm cultivation level, but I can see that this is not your full strength."

"If I tried my best, you wouldn't be the strongest!" Ning Ruan spoke calmly, and didn't think there was anything wrong with her words. When she said these words, she was so confident that the girl in red had a moment of fear. Stupid.

"???"

Is there anyone in Xihaizhou who is more confident than her? Mu Yiqiu was stunned for a long time before regaining his arrogant look:

"It's useless to show off your words in front of me unless you..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Ning Ruan swung his second sword.

Still looking so casual.

At most, his expression looks a little more serious than when he struck the first sword, but not much...

But the power of this sword was several times greater than the previous one.

A nearly two-inch sword mark clearly landed next to the sword mark of the girl in red, Mu Yiqiu.

"Nearly two inches... The cultivation of the Western Region actually left nearly two inches of sword marks???"

"Jian Shu is incredible. Isn't she just at the beginning of the Western Realm? How is this possible?"

"..."

Before Mu Yiqiu and the man in white holding a folding fan could respond, Western Zhou Dynasty let out a sigh.

Especially the few casual cultivators who had an argument with Mu Yiqiu before and later decided that Ning Ruan could not leave any sword marks.

He even hid in the crowd silently.

I was afraid that I would be discovered by two female perverts again.

The man in white squinted his eyes slightly, and for the first time he looked at Ning Ruan seriously.

Even when he was cultivating in the Western Region, he would not have been able to leave such deep sword marks on the Xuanjian Stone.

Mu Yiqiu finally came to his senses and was about to speak.

Ning Ruan suddenly took two steps back, his aura suddenly changed, and his clear eyes became sharp for no reason at this moment.

It seemed like the sword energy was mixed with flames.

Suddenly he hit the bluestone wall.

A three-inch sword mark suddenly appeared next to the sword marks of the man in white and Mu Yiqiu.

The three sword marks are clearly contrasted.

Ning Ruan took back the red sword with satisfaction and clapped her hands, "Is it okay now?"

Mu Yiqiu:......

Man in white:...

All the sword cultivators in the square who saw this scene said:...

Quiet.

The originally bustling square suddenly seemed to have been silenced, becoming eerily silent.

a long time.

Mu Yiqiu swallowed her saliva and looked at Ning Ruan in disbelief:

"You... you are not from the Western Realm at all, you are actually from the Seventh Realm... No, the strong ones above the Eighth Realm conceal their realm, right? That must be the case!

Only those who are strong in the Eighth Realm can't see your true realm at all. "

Isn't it nonsense to leave a three-inch sword mark at the beginning of the Western Realm?

Even if you have a good spiritual sword, you will never be able to do it!

"Girl... girl, this... this is a bone age test. As long as you are of the right age, you can sign up."

At some point, a middle-aged swordsman came forward with a plain spherical crystal and looked at Ning Ruan with a very strange look.

Even the word "girl" was called out after he considered it for a long time.

To be honest, he didn't really believe that the girl in front of him was really a little girl from the Western Region.

The most likely thing is... his cultivation is fake, and even his age is fake.

Maybe he is older than him, or his realm is higher than him...

Ning Ruan raised her eyebrows, and slowly put her hand up under countless wonderful eyes.

A moment later.

The plain spherical object suddenly emitted a burst of white light.

The middle-aged swordsman's right hand trembled, and the ball of light almost fell to the ground in shock.

Ning Ruan caught it and returned it to the middle-aged sword cultivator, "This thing shouldn't be dropped. It's still stable."

"...How...you..." The middle-aged swordsman clenched the ball of light and took a deep breath, "Your...bone age is no more than twenty...the maximum possible is fifteen, which meets the registration requirements!"

Fifteen-year-old Xi Jing, leaving three inches of sword marks?

How on earth is this done?

The middle-aged swordsman couldn't figure it out.

Mu Yiqiu and the man in white, who had already looked dull, were even more confused.

"You're only fifteen years old...you're actually two years younger than me?" When Ning Ruan officially signed up, Mu Yiqiu couldn't help but open her lips, her tone full of complexity.

"is there a problem?"

After signing up, Ning Ruan looked back at her.

Mu Yiqiu:......

There is a big problem!

How could there be someone more talented than her in Guangyao Island?

"...Why don't you fight with me? If you have any scruples, I can lower my level..."

Maybe the opponent only has deep sword marks, but his true strength is still normal?

But this is possible. Even Mu Yiqiu himself didn't quite believe it.

Ning Ruan:...

"You are no match for me, and I don't want to fight now."

She hasn't found a place to live yet.

Although even if the monks don't find a place to stay, they can just stay out for a few days without any problem.

But she is a rich woman.

How can you make do with the daily life of a rich woman?

Done.

Ning Ruan glanced at the man in white who was still staring at the sword marks on the bluestone wall, and said in a calm tone:

"A mere first-level sword mark in the Western Realm can not only leave sword marks, but it can also be deeper than yours."

"You..." The man in white suddenly came to his senses, with a look of anger on his face.

Even the two strong men behind him stared at Ning Ruan with a somewhat unkind look.

It was amazing to have a protector. Ning Ruan was not afraid at all and met the gazes of the three of them without changing her expression.

"...The trials haven't come yet, so it's not certain whether you can stay or not." The man in white narrowed his eyes slightly and uttered a sentence coldly.

"She can't stay, but you can? You can't even compare to me, so why are you so loud? The selection competition is about strength, not age!"

Mu Yiqiu stood unceremoniously in front of Ning Ruan, raised her chin slightly, and shouted back.

After saying that, he turned back and said: "Who is that? You and I can really come in advance... Hey, where is the person?"

Mu Yiqiu's eyes widened, but where was the figure of the girl in blue behind him?