Only then did the candidates at Montenegro High School realize that what had just been pressed against their throats was such a small thing.

After this figure landed on the ground, he began to move and walked towards the distance. As he walked, he muttered something.

"The first chip is done."

"The next target is No. 654 northwest."

"Try to get nine chips within an hour."

"It shouldn't be too difficult."

Seeing that the figure was about to disappear into the woods, the candidate from Black Mountain High School suddenly thought of something and said loudly: "My name is Song Song, may I ask who you are?"

The figure didn't look back and replied casually:

"Tianlan High School, Ji Xuan."

…

In a certain area in the east of the forest, a young man was lying leisurely on a thick branch, looking at the moonlight that appeared and disappeared between the shadows of the trees, and murmured: "The moonlight in Meidu is more beautiful."

This young man is none other than Ouyang Xiaoming.

He took out eight chips from his pants pocket and took a look at them. He said helplessly: "I just want to survive these three days. Why do so many people come to my door?"

As soon as the exam began, he was teleported to this place, but until now, he has never moved a step.

Because he didn't care about the results of the exam at all. The only thing he was thinking about was how to get through these three difficult days.

But with the existence of the positioning table, even if he didn't look for other candidates, other candidates would come to him, so in this day, he had defeated more than a dozen opponents.

As for why there were only eight chips, it was purely because he was careless by nature. He saw several candidates running away and was too lazy to chase them. However, even so, he only had one chip left to collect.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.

Hearing this sound, Ouyang Xiaoming couldn't help but wailed, "It's so late at night, can't we just take a break!"

After a moment, a figure slowly walked out from the shadows in the forest.

Wearing red clothes, gray pants, and a purple headband, this figure is obviously a candidate at Ziyun High School.

He stood up, stood on a branch, looked down at the other party, and said with a smile: "It's too late tonight, why don't we fight again tomorrow?"

The man looked up at Ouyang Xiaoming, with a smile on his face and shook his head slightly.

"Okay." Ouyang Xiaoming shrugged, and then took out the weapon wrapped in burlap from behind.

Untying the string tied to the burlap, a strange weapon appeared in the moonlight.

This weapon is about three feet long and is red in color. It looks like a sword, but it has no tip. The top is flat and smooth. From a distance, it looks like a ruler or a long ruler!

"It turned out to be it!"

Seeing this weapon, the Ziyun High School candidate's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise: "Could you be Ouyang Xiaoming?"

His voice is rich and powerful, giving people a sense of calmness and stability.

"Not bad." Ouyang Xiaoming nodded, pointing the weapon in his hand directly at the man, "Let's fight!"

"Okay." The candidate responded and was about to step forward with one foot, but at this moment, Ouyang Xiaoming suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Be careful behind you!"

The man subconsciously turned his head to look, only to find that there was no one behind him. When he turned around, Ouyang Xiaoming's figure had disappeared, leaving only the branches that were still trembling slightly.

The man's expression became strange.

The moment Ouyang Xiaoming saw him, he knew one thing for sure: he couldn't beat him!

So Ouyang Xiaoming bluffed in front of him and ran away without looking back.

"Master said it turns out to be true." The man laughed dumbly, "No one in the Ouyang family is normal."

"I didn't expect to encounter one of the ten famous swords made by the swordsman Ouyang Dayan here."

"Crimson sword, hidden edge."

"In this case, you must experience its power."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure swayed and disappeared from where he was.

...

The faint moonlight shone down, making this place become quiet and deserted.

Mu Ziqing closed her eyes and sat quietly on the ground, with the wooden sword across her knees.

The breeze blew by, and the leaves danced like butterflies and fell, landing on his head, shoulders, knees...

The moonlight passed through the tree branches coldly and dappled his body, casting a golden hazy light on him, giving his whole person a quiet and sacred feeling.

Suddenly, Mu Ziqing opened her eyes, revealing emerald green pupils as bright as gems.

He raised his head slightly and looked forward.

There was no sound of footsteps, not even the slightest sound, and a figure just walked out from the depths of the forest.

This figure was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with a silver badge on his chest, and a long sword slanted on his waist.

This person is none other than the recognized number one person in Lianyue High School, Jian Han.

"Is it you?" A look of surprise flashed in Mu Ziqing's eyes. He didn't expect that he would meet Jian Han so soon.

The latter looked at him and smiled slightly: "Long time no see, Mu Ziqing."

He was obviously smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a strange coldness.

"Long time no see." Mu Ziqing responded lightly.

"The last time we met was at the martial arts exchange meeting in the first year of high school." Jian Han narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I have never forgotten the humiliation of being defeated by you, Zhu Mo, and Ji Xuan that day in the past two years.

Pass."

"Thanks to you, I am who I am today."

The smile on his face suddenly faded, and he said in a serious tone: "First it was you, then Zhu Mo, and finally Ji Xuan. This time, I want to take back all the shame I suffered before!"

"It's useless to talk more." Mu Ziqing said softly.

The hands on his knees moved slightly, vigorously, and the leaves that fell on him flew away. Then, he stood up slowly, looked at Jian Han and said, "If you want to fight, then fight!"
Chapter completed!