Dashing Student-Chapter 790: Just based on you?

The atmosphere at the scene instantly became heavy.

Outside the house, a few spirit birds seemed to sense the killing intent and flew away in panic, flapping their wings.

The bamboo leaves rustled as if trembling for the impending conflict.

"I can tell you very responsibly," Zhao Kai stepped forward slowly, his gaze as cold as a knife, "As long as I’m here, don’t ever think of becoming a disciple of the Yuantian Sect!"

"No matter how outstanding your talent is, I will let you know the consequences of offending me!"

Previously, during his training downhill, an accident caused his True Qi to flow backward, and thus he thought of finding a woman to combine yin and yang, but his plan was thwarted by Chen Nan.

Although he wanted to kill him at the time, his strength was greatly reduced due to the reversal of True Qi, and because of this, he lost to Chen Nan.

Now, his strength had returned to its peak. Although he was confident he could kill Chen Nan with one move, for him, a mere Loose Cultivator was not worthy of his personal attention.

Chen Nan defiantly met his gaze, with the same fighting spirit igniting in his eyes, "Then let’s wait and see." His voice was calm, but his clenched fists bulged with veins.

"Good! Very good!" Zhao Kai laughed in exasperation, swirling his sleeves, sending a gust of wind that made the bamboo leaves dance wildly around: "Then let’s wait and see, remember, in the Yuantian Sect, I have ten thousand ways to make your life worse than death!"

Watching Zhao Kai’s receding figure, Chen Nan’s brow furrowed tightly.

The afterglow of the sunset shone through the damaged bamboo door, casting a long shadow on the ground.

He slowly unclenched his tightly gripped fists, his palm bearing the marks of nails pressing into it.

"The Great Elder’s closed-door disciple..." Chen Nan muttered to himself, the worries in his heart growing heavier.

Since the other party was the Yuantian Sect’s Great Elder’s closed-door disciple, he would undoubtedly cause trouble during the assessment.

But what worried him more was Nie Xiaoyu—having been brought to such a sect, how was her situation now?

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, making the bamboo sea appear even more mysterious in the twilight.

The distant cries of spirit beasts added a touch of mystery to the tranquil night.

Chen Nan walked to the window, gazing at the star-filled sky, his eyes gradually firming: "I must become a disciple of the Yuantian Sect, only then can I protect Xiaoyu."

The night breeze brought the rustling of the bamboo leaves, seemingly responding to his determination.

Tomorrow would be a tough battle, but he was ready.

No matter what, he must establish himself in the Yuantian Sect, not only to find Nie Xiaoyu but also to carve out a world in this cultivation realm filled with strong beings!

In the early morning of the next day, a thin mist enveloped the back mountain of the Yuantian Sect.

Liu Yan arrived in the bamboo forest, and after everyone had gathered, led them to the back mountain.

The stone tablet marked ’Back Mountain Forbidden Area’ stood out conspicuously in the morning light with its red lettering.

"Today’s second level of the assessment, gathering Rootless Grass," Liu Yan’s voice was not loud, yet clearly reached everyone’s ears: "This grass is entirely green, its leaves like slender willow, grows without roots, only found in specific areas of the back mountain."

With a wave of his sleeve, a phantom image of a Spirit Grass appeared in the air: "There are a total of thirty Rootless Grass in the back mountain, whoever collects them can pass the assessment. You must return here before sunset, those who don’t will be disqualified."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expression abruptly changed.

Clearly, more than half of the disciples would be eliminated in this round.

Only a small portion could progress to the final assessment.

Moreover, it was evident that this round was incredibly brutal, with the potential for life-threatening danger.

Even if someone managed to pick Rootless Grass, if their strength wasn’t sufficient and were discovered by stronger individuals, they would undoubtedly face life-threatening danger!

"The assessment begins!"

With Liu Yan’s order, the disciples swarmed in.

Chen Nan deliberately slowed his pace, and only chose a secluded path after most people had entered the back mountain.

The towering ancient trees of the back mountain were entwined with vines. Sunlight seeped through the dense canopy, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Carefully maneuvering through, Chen Nan spread his Soul Power, searching for the trace of Rootless Grass.

Suddenly, a green light flickered through the shrubbery ahead.

Quickly advancing, Chen Nan discovered a small entirely green grass growing at the base of an ancient tree, its slender leaves moving without wind, exuding a faint Spiritual Energy.

"My luck is pretty good!" Chen Nan’s eyes lit up. Just as he was about to reach out, his ears twitched, and he swiftly dodged to the side.

Whoosh!

A poisoned short arrow brushed his sleeve, embedding into the tree trunk, the arrow’s tail still trembling slightly.

"Quick reflexes, huh." Three disciples in grey clothes emerged from behind the tree, surrounding Chen Nan in a triangular formation.

The leader had a scar on his face, and was toying with the crossbow arrow in his hand.

Chen Nan frowned slightly, "If I’m not mistaken, you were sent by Zhao Kai?"

The scar-faced man grinned, "You’re pretty smart, but you shouldn’t have offended Senior Brother Zhao. Since Senior Brother Zhao wants your head, you can’t blame us for being ruthless!"

"Just you all?" Chen Nan showed a trace of disdain in his smile.

Although he was only at the first layer of the Foundation Establishment stage, facing three cultivators at the second layer, he remained calm.

The scarred man snorted heavily, "Such arrogant talk, watch how I kill you!" With those words, he burst forth with a terrifying aura, charging towards Chen Nan like a flash flood, as if a phantom.

The scar-faced man appeared ghost-like in front of Chen Nan, his short knife slicing out a chilling gleam, aiming straight for his throat! This strike was fast and vicious, the blade edge eerily green, clearly poisoned.

Chen Nan’s pupils contracted, but instead of retreating, he advanced, his right hand shooting out like lightning, accurately gripping the scar-faced man’s knife-wielding wrist.

At the same time, his left leg whipped out like a lash, hitting the man’s abdomen heavily.

"Bang!"

In the dull thud, the scarred man grunted, staggering back several steps, a flash of shock crossing his face.

He hadn’t expected Chen Nan’s reaction to be so quick, and his strength far exceeded expectations.

"With just this little skill, you dare to claim my life? You’re too overconfident!" Chen Nan sneered repeatedly, not waiting for the opponent to stabilize, he suddenly exerted force underfoot, shooting forward like an arrow off a bowstring.

His right fist gathered True Qi, faintly sounding with thunder.

The scarred man hastily raised his knife to block, only to see Chen Nan’s fist stance transform, changing from fist to claw, clasping the blade with his fingers like hooks!

"Crack!"

The short knife, made of fine steel, was crushed by Chen Nan’s grip!

Amid the scattering fragments, Chen Nan’s right leg lashed out like a viper, hitting right in the scarred man’s chest.

"Pfft—"

The scarred man spat a mouthful of blood, his entire body flying backward, crashing heavily onto an ancient tree.

The trunk shook violently, leaves cascading down like rain.

"What?"

The other two gasped in shock, evidently not expecting such strength from a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

"Why are you still standing there? Get him!" The scarred man shouted angrily.

"Yes!"

Recovered from their shock, the two launched a ferocious assault on Chen Nan!