"You bastard, so young, are you still fighting with me?" The irritable old Jian Xiu cursed angrily.

Jian could not see the person who scolded him, who was of his uncle. He could only pretend that he didn't hear him and watched everywhere.

Almost all the old people present were older than him, or even two generations.

Seeing such a sword demon, Jian could not control the surging in his heart, so he directly accepted Chen Fan.

When Chen Fan saw this strange scene, he felt a little in his heart that he didn't know what to say. Shouldn't the master of the hall be the boss of the hall? Why did these old men grab him and scold him, but he didn't say a word.

Unlike other halls, the master of Jiantang is just a job of doing odd jobs. Because the older generation of sword cultivators were unwilling to go out to serve as the storefront, Jian couldn't make this kid pick up a bargain as the master of Jiantang.

Jian Wu's strength can only be said to be average, which is good compared to the hall master of his generation, but it is not enough to see it in front of the old guy.

Seeing that Chen Fan had already become his disciple, everyone stopped saying much. However, they all said to Chen Fan: "If you have any questions about swordsmanship, you must ask us as soon as possible. Don't try it casually and waste your talents."

Seeing so many people enthusiastically helping him, Chen Fan couldn't help but feel a warm current flowing through his heart, thinking that Jiantang is really a warm big family.

Many younger generation disciples in the valley were so jealous that their eyes were almost red. Asking those old guys a question was really like begging grandpa to sue her grandma.

The key is that many old guys like to joke and only say half of the sentence, which is really a frustrating thing.

Unexpectedly, when Chen Fanyi came, everyone pulled him to teach him the scriptures. People were so angry that they were so angry that they were really so powerful.

Jian Wu smiled and looked at his cheap disciple and said, "If you have any questions in the future, you can ask me or all seniors at any time. We will definitely give it to you."

"But one thing is that you must make the name of our sword hall famous in this generation. We need to recruit more disciples, so we naturally need good reputation."

Chen Fan thought this was pretty good, so he accepted help from others and helped them.

"At the end of the year, there will be a competition for freshmen in the Founder Academy. You have to get this champion for me, otherwise I will come back and deal with you well." Jian Wu said directly.

Chen Fan was a little stunned when he heard this. I was parachuted and won the championship as soon as I came. Isn’t this a force to force me?

With less than half a year left before the end of the year, Chen Fan himself does not have so much confidence. However, the other older generation sword cultivators all look like they are old gods, and they think that this champion is Chen Fan.

With such a powerful auxiliary team as they are, and with Chen Fan's outstanding swordsmanship talent, he can't even win a freshman championship, so he really has no face to live.

"You don't have to worry about resources, just practice swords with peace of mind." Jian could not finish this sentence, so he threw Chen Fan to the old men and left himself.

At this time, Chen Fan seemed to have fallen into the vortex of happiness, and Taotie was too frustrated. The old guys here were as powerful as the dragon, and he didn't even dare to have the courage to move.

Especially the most powerful old man, he is only a thread away from the realm of the Immortal King. The cultivation level of the peak true immortal made him dare not breathe even if he saw it.

The true immortal can command a large area and establish himself as a sect. And in an unknown sword valley, he actually has such strong strength.

What Taotie didn't know was that the strength in the Sword Valley occupied most of the high-end combat power of the entire Founder Academy.

Although you usually have other unknown halls and have a good time, you still need people from Jiangu to carry the beam when something big happens.

"In the future, you spend four hours practicing sword every day, two hours studying at the Sword Valley Sutra Pavilion, one hour fighting to practice swords, and all the other times will be meditated and practiced." The old men gave orders to Chen Fan.

"There are also requirements for practicing swords. At that time, we will tell you carefully that you just need to follow our steps." Chen Fan felt that things were not so easy to deal with. He felt like a purgatory life waiting for him.

"What resources and medicinal materials are needed to tell us, to increase spiritual consciousness and physical strength."

"Don't use low-grade spirit stones to practice in the future. Just take me the best spirit stones to practice directly. Don't waste extra time on absorbing spiritual energy."

Hearing that the other party offered so many good conditions, Chen Fan was a little happy and couldn't speak.

Nothing needs to be done, just practice safely and steadily. There are unlimited resources available. Am I receiving the treatment of a prince?

In everyone's eyes, Chen Fan is the hope of the future of the entire Jiangu. Letting him make a sign is a joke, he himself is the signature of the future of the Jiangu.

Now that there is no excellent disciple, a monster like this suddenly pops up, how could everyone not be surprised?

As for whether Chen Fan will leave, everyone will not worry about this at all. A sword practitioner will never give up seeing such a holy place for cultivation.

Moreover, everyone has such great kindness to him, Chen Fan will never be a jealous wolf. Most sword cultivators are open-minded, otherwise it will be difficult for them to make progress in the sword. So they also believe that Chen Fan is a person. Without a innocent heart, how can he make progress so quickly in the sword?

There was no worries, so they helped Chen Fan with all their strength. The first small goal was to make her famous in the newcomer competition.

Founder School was very different from the scene that Chen Fan imagined at the beginning. At first, he thought he needed to suffer a lot before he could get attention from others, and then slowly grow up and then make a name for himself.

I never thought that as soon as I came here, I became the treasure of the entire Sword Valley. The resources were not limited to supply, and hundreds of famous teachers were guiding them online. He pinched his arm because he was worried that it was a dream...

That's not what Ouyang Ye said. He said it was so difficult to pass the assessment, and it was so hard to find the help of a good master.

It is completely unsuitable for Chen Fan. He became the disciple of the Master of Jiantang. He was also highly expected by everyone and was ready to win the championship of the new disciple competition at the end of the year.

However, Chen Fan did not have such strong confidence to win the championship in the Newcomer Competition. In his opinion, the genius disciples of Founder Academy every year are like crucian carp. How could it be his turn, an unknown person?
Chapter completed!