Mu Hanyan also looked at Nan Aotian. She was too far away before and couldn't see him clearly, but now that she looked closely, why did he look so familiar?
Searching carefully in her mind, Mu Hanyan unconsciously showed a smile in her eyes.
It was him, yes, it was him. It turned out that the monster he encountered during his past life's training was actually Nan Aotian, once the top expert among the freshmen at Qinfeng Academy and a legendary figure. No wonder he was unwilling to reveal his identity no matter how much he was asked. He probably thought it was too embarrassing.
Recalling the long-forgotten past and the friends she thought she would never meet again, a smile appeared on Mu Hanyan's lips.
"What are you laughing at?" Nan Aotian frowned and asked.
"Nothing, just remembering some past events." Mu Hanyan said with a smile, and that smile was even more unscrupulous than before.
"In a battle between masters, you dare to be distracted. I overestimated you." Nan Aotian said this, but there was no contempt on his face. Instead, his brows were furrowed even more, and he looked cautious and stern.
"I'm distracted because I know you're no match for me." Mu Hanyan said confidently.
"Hmph, you're so arrogant! Draw your sword." Nan Aotian seemed to be irritated by Mu Hanyan and gripped the hilt of the sword.
"Wait." Mu Hanyan suddenly gestured to stop.
"What's wrong?" Nan Aotian asked with a frown.
"Wait a moment." Mu Hanyan cast her gaze towards the audience and gave a wink to Ling Baobao who was looking at her pitifully.
Ling Baobao quickly stepped forward and rushed to the edge of the competition stage.
"One move, at most one move." Mu Hanyan said.
Ling Baobao's eyes lit up, and he turned around and ran quickly to carry out his plan of picking up money.
Mu Hanyan's voice was very low, but it did not escape Nan Aotian's ears. His brows were furrowed even more, forming a "川" shape, and his expression became more solemn.
"Are you really so sure?" Nan Aotian asked.
Mu Hanyan smiled without saying a word and slowly drew out her sword.
A thick sword aura enveloped the competition stage. The Frost Sky Sword also emitted a long, clear sound, awe-inspiring only that of a divine weapon.
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