"This sword...... It should be able to sell for a lot of money!" Fang Zhengzhi's mind immediately thought of this sentence.

Because, the sword in front of him is absolutely top-notch in terms of material and workmanship, not to mention that this is a sword that has been sealed in the Holy Heaven World, even if it comes from an ordinary blacksmith shop, it is definitely worth a lot.

Fang Zhengzhi is thinking about money.

The rest of the candidates seemed to think more far-reaching.

For example, after getting this sword, will you be able to pass the martial arts test more smoothly? For example, will this sword have the swordsmanship experience of the Holy Heaven God of War Mengtian?

No matter which one of them.

It is undoubtedly a great attraction for the candidates present.

Therefore, naturally, some candidates rushed towards the sword frantically, and each one had a greedy gaze in their eyes, like a hungry wolf seeing a tender lamb that had no power to fight back.

With just one flutter word, there is absolutely no words to describe the fierceness of this competition.

One by one, the candidates went berserk.

Everyone forgot everything, and all they had in their eyes was the sword in the rock.

"This sword is mine!"

"Whoever grabs it is who's who's it. ”

"Go away, Hugh will stop me!"

The black chains were pulled by several candidates.

In addition, more than a dozen candidates went straight to the point, running frantically towards the rocks, all of them showing extremely agile methods.

The rocks aren't too high.

So, naturally, someone went up quickly.

Thankfully, the rock is wide enough.

After more than a dozen candidates stood up, it was not too crowded.

However, when more than a dozen candidates stretched out their hands towards the sword at the same time, this not-so-crowded pattern was naturally broken, and what followed was a fierce scramble.

Naturally, not everyone in the room participated in the battle.

Like what. Xing Qingsui was dressed in a black robe, and a middle-aged man standing behind him with a cold face all the time.

In addition, Nangong Mu, who was also wearing a short shirt, also did not move.

Even Nangong Mu didn't pay much attention to the sword, he just glanced at it very casually, and then withdrew his gaze.

Ultimately. His gaze fell on Fang Zheng's body.

"Ahh

"Ugh yo ......"

Screams emanated from the rocks.

The collision between the fields reached an unprecedented intensity at this moment, and all kinds of fields were propped up, and more than a dozen fields were squeezing each other.

Rumbling sounds came from the rocks, one after the other.

Then, soon, some candidates fell from the rocks, or were attacked by a sneak attack, or they were kicked off because of their lack of strength.

The worst thing was a candidate in a purple suit.

He was the fastest, the first to rush to the rock, and also stood in the middle. His hand was so close to the sword that it seemed to have touched it.

But because of this, the impact on his domain was also more violent.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was thrown into the air, and then, in the air, he was "slashed" by different people no less than ten times in a row.

Eventually, he fell to the rocks.

Sadly, he didn't fall in a good position. At the edge of the rock, the forehead hit the rock.

So......

Him on the ground. On the arms, on the thighs, on the forehead, there were blood stains.

Fang Zheng's eyes fell on the miserable candidate, and then, tilted his head slightly. I looked at the sky, which was slowly getting darker.

He's waiting.

Wait for the sound in the sky to sound.

Waiting for this poor candidate to be out.

But in fact, the sound in the sky did not sound, as if there was no sound at all.

It's silent......

Except for the fierce fighting on the rocks.

"It's a bit of a problem!" Fang Zhengzhi's mouth silently read, he didn't know if the scene he saw in front of him was real, if it was. Then it's very problematic.

Pingyang's hand loosened at this moment.

Fang Zhengcheng seemed to be relieved, but he was somewhat curious.

If there is anything to say in the audience, the one who has the least greed for this sword should be Pingyang.

The reason is that she has a fire lin gun, one of the ten great treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty.

However, Pingyang, who was not greedy, unexpectedly walked towards the rock at this time, as if he wanted to grab a sword?

Fang Zhengcheng was a little curious, but he could understand Pingyang's approach, and the reason was also very simple, she was the most favored princess of the Holy Lord today, Pingyang.

Who would dare to rob her?

This seems to be a very simple truth, at least Fang Zhengzhi and Pingyang think so.

But the facts ......

But it's not.

A figure stopped in front of Pingyang, the figure hadn't moved since just now, but now it did.

His name is Xing Qingsui, he is the concubine of the Zhenguo Mansion, and if nothing else, he will become the hereditary prisoner of the next generation of the Zhenguo Mansion in the future.

The black suit wrapped around the muscles of a cheetah, and a pair of bright eyes shone like beasts.

He also held a sword in his hand, a black sword, the blade of which was at least twice as wide as a normal sword, without a trace of brilliance, but no one questioned the power of the sword.

Because the name of this sword is "Meteor", it is really forged from meteors.

Or a meteorite.

"You are Qingyang, the third class of the literary test?" Xing Qing casually held the sword in his hand in front of him, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Pingyang.

A very simple sentence.

However, it made the candidates who did not go to the rock understand the meaning of Xing Qingsui in an instant.

In the court examination, there was no princess of Pingyang at all, there was only one candidate named Qingyang.

In that case, then why call her Pingyang?

Pingyang's small mouth pursed slightly, smart as how she didn't know Xing Qingsui's thoughts, she might be able to deny Qingyang's identity, then she could go up and get the sword openly.

But will she?

Naturally not.

Because, she is Pingyang, the proud Pingyang.

"That's right, do you want to stop me?" Ping Yang tilted his head slightly, the red flame hundred flower armor on his body flowed with red brilliance, and the fire lin spear in his hand pointed straight ahead, as if a low roar echoed in it.

"Of course. Xing Qing nodded casually, and his figure did not retreat at all.

Such a scene immediately made the candidates who did not go to the rock take a deep breath, and the reason why they did not go to the rock was very simple, because his strength was not enough.

If the strength is not enough, giving up is the smartest thing to do.

Because, only give up first......

Only then can there be a chance to pick up the leak.

This is a matter of truth, and they would love to see more people join the fray, especially Binh Duong.

Pingyang is clear of the punishment?

One is the hottest candidate to win the charm in this martial arts test, and the other has two treasures, the Red Flame Hundred Flower Armor and the Fire Lin Spear.

Who wins? (To be continued.) )