Super Student's Three-realms Army

After saying this, Zhang Xiaofann did not wait for the gray-robed old man's reply and walked towards the martial ring below casually.    

However, at the bottom of the sky, dozens of martial rings were set up around the Heaven Gate Gorge in an orderly manner. They were like a dense network of stars, and all the rings were arranged in an orderly manner.    

The disciples of the various sects were competing on the rings. The most dazzling one was naturally Wu Mingsheng, who was dressed in white.    

Wu Mingsheng was the most outstanding young elite of the five great sects. Only Lei Baoyun and Ying Xue'er could be compared to him.    

Wu Mingsheng stood proudly in the center of the ring. The Sky Cluster Cloud Sword in his hand had not been unsheathed yet, but even if the sharp sword was not unsheathed, he had already defeated his opponent in front of him.    

At this time, Wu Mingsheng's movements were graceful and agile. How could he not be handsome? The seniors of the nearby sects who were watching also nodded and praised him.    

Such an ordinary disciple like him did not even have the qualifications to use his sword.    

Everyone was curious in their hearts. Wu Mingsheng had coincidentally obtained such a rare divine weapon.    

As long as Wu Mingsheng unsheathed his sharp sword, and coupled with his elegant sword technique, then even if it was Lei Baoyun and Ying Xue'er, these two geniuses who were equally as famous as him.    

Now, it was likely that they would be in a state of ups and downs for the next three years, and they would no longer be Wu Mingsheng's match.    

Moreover, there were many cultivators and other disciples present who were also looking at them with shining eyes, and they looked at Wu Mingsheng with admiration.    

In their hearts, Wu Mingsheng was probably the strongest man in the entire Chinese Cultivation Realm below the age of thirty, and he could be ranked first.    

At this time, when they saw Zhang Xiaofann walking over with Chi Tong and Hei Tong, the eyes of the crowd couldn't help but move.    

Could it be that this young man in front of them also wanted to participate in their Pingyuan Province's Middle Class Martial Arts Competition this time?    

When they thought of this possibility, the hearts of the people present became lively, and all of them had their own thoughts.    

On one side was Wu Mingsheng, who had a peerless divine weapon, and the other was the famous genius alchemist.    

Between Wu Mingsheng and this genius alchemist, who was stronger between them?    

Zhang Xiaofann had a faint smile on his face. With his hands behind his back, he leisurely walked over.    

With Zhang Xiaofann's current status and his strength, how could he possibly be able to deal with a junior like Wu Mingsheng? He would definitely not treat him as his enemy.    

Zhang Xiaofann asked himself if he was really that tasteless.    

In the eyes of the crowd, he was a genius, but in Zhang Xiaofann's eyes, he was just an ant that could be completely wiped out with a flick of his finger.    

For Zhang Xiaofann, he definitely didn't want to kill this ant, Wu Mingsheng, in front of him.