Saying that, Feiyang saw that Chu Tian's swordsmanship was improving, so he proposed to re-test the lower realm, the two left the lawn and went straight to the sword test hall, Chu Chu and Chu Ying glanced at each other, followed by a commotion, and then the onlookers were noisy, scrambling, as if they would not see the result if they went a little later.

In the sword test hall, Chu Tian and Fei Yang were the first to rush to the top of the venue and met the deacon, Chu Ying's father. Chu Tian said that he wanted to retest, and the deacon was slightly stunned, thinking that he hadn't just tested it a few days ago, and it had only been a few days, what else was tested. In just a few days, how can you make some improvements?

"Practicing swordsmanship is a long-term project, and the most important thing is to calm down. Today's young people are becoming more and more unable to hold their breath, and such impetuousness cannot become a great swordsman. ”

The deacon was unimpressed, and scolded repeatedly, but his face did not show the slightest hint, and when the field was empty, he glanced at one of his subordinates, who approached quickly, and his hand stopped in front of the switch, ready to be in place.

Immediately, the deacon nodded to Chu Tian and signaled that he could go in for the test.

Chu Tian walked down the venue, lifted the wooden sword resting on the ground in the center of the venue, closed his eyes, and performed pranayama. Although the current state is excellent, in order to measure the actual level, none of these links will be missing.

In the summer, it is always easy to get sleepy, and the deacon is so excited that he yawns lazily, and secretly wants to do something wrong, but the time is so short, it feels unlikely that it will exceed four hundred.

Even if he has a good talent, in just a few days, four hundred and twenty has been capped, and it is absolutely impossible to exceed this data.

"The number of shots down, four hundred and twenty, this is your current limit, no matter how you measure it, you will definitely not be able to exceed this number. The deacon didn't say anything, his eyes flickered, and after thinking about it in his heart, he had already set the upper limit for Chu Tian's level.

I have been doing this for so long, and I have never seen someone who comes to the test again in a few days, which is really a waste of equipment and empty equipment.

"Feiyang has always been steady and knowledgeable, how can he come to mess around with him?" a trace of doubt rose in the deacon's heart, and some chattering voices came from his ears.

"Chu Tian is so powerful, Brother Feiyang's swords are almost like this, and they all catch a move?"

"I think he's going to be proficient. ”

"No, it's only been a few days. ”

"If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have reacted at all. ”

These were all the onlookers who came over with Chu Tian and Feiyang, listening to these discussions, the deacon's face showed doubts, it can be seen that Chu Tian opened his eyes, knew that it was about to start, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly swept his eyes over and stared deeply on Chu Tian.

Seeing that Chu Tian was going to start, the people who chatted and the people who argued also stopped arguing, and they all put their eyes on Chu Tian, Chu Tian's body, a wonderful change had just taken place, and the sword art realm seemed to be a strange improvement, they were all curious, whether this matter was true or false.

Chu Tian consciously felt that he was in a good state, with his sword on his chest, standing under his feet, his standing posture was loose and tight, and he seemed to be careless, but only when the crisis came, he would show jaw-dropping speed and strength.

There was no need to perform follow-up swordsmanship, this move alone made the deacon's heart feel a pang, as if Chu Tian had undergone a reborn change. Of course, the deacon was only slightly stunned, but he smiled dumbly, and secretly said that he was suspicious, such a little guy, how long has he only practiced swords, and what changes can he make in a few days.

"I guess it's an illusion. The deacon's brow furrowed slightly, and he gradually relaxed, put away the doubts in his heart, and concentrated his attention on observation.

Ignoring the opinions of others, the person in charge of opening it nodded one-way, and the person's finger pressed on the switch, and the sound of swishing sounded continuously, and blunt arrows shot from all directions at a very fast speed.

The castration of the arrows is amazing, like lightning and stone fire, Chu Tian is not in a hurry to launch the move as before, but like an old monk participating in Zen, motionless, very calm, until the first wave of arrows comes, he dances the sword in his hand in front of him, the sound of collision is continuous, the arrow is swept away, falling to the ground, and the color becomes dull.

Although this wave of arrows is relatively easy to block, but in the first test, Chu Angel tried his best and missed two arrows, but this time he blocked them all, and in terms of swordsmanship, it seems that he has made some progress.

Most of the people in the field, those who are below the entry realm, still don't feel anything, and some of the people who have broken through the mastery realm have a much more solemn face.

Chu Tian's parry method just now was so ingenious, among the people present, few of them could do it, even if they were people who were proficient in the realm, if they really wanted to do it, they didn't have much confidence to ensure success.

The deacon chuckled in his heart, thinking that it must be Chu Tian's true breakthrough to the mastery realm, otherwise, just at the entry level, it would be impossible to do it just now.

Chu Tian's parry path just now seems simple, but it is actually a combination of several defensive moves in the basic swordsmanship, each move, the number of times it is used, and there are variations on the basis, it can be said that it is a combination of more than a dozen techniques, because the combination is too seamless, so that the appearance is extremely coherent, and it looks like a move.

However, this time is too short. From shooting down the number of three hundred and twenty-six, to more than five hundred, how can there be such a thing as sword training. No, it must be that place, something went wrong.

With doubts in his heart, the deacon's eyes widened and he did not blink, and he put all his heart and soul into this test, not wanting to miss the slightest detail.

Another wave of arrows slashed his head and covered his face, and the wind and rain came, Chu Tian improvised, and his movements also sped up a few points, and all kinds of basic swordsmanship were displayed more smoothly.

One arrow after another fell to the ground and turned dark, some onlookers who saw it felt that it was wrong, this had passed several waves, but the arrows that broke through Chu Tian's defensive circle and fell on him were so rare that they could be lost with one hand.

When Chu Ying and other characters who had reached the realm of mastery saw it, their faces changed, just looking at their performance in the early stage, they were much better than them.

Chu Yuan's face was even more pale, he was so frightened that he couldn't do it lightly. Secretly slandered, what kind of medicine did this kid take, he seemed to have changed into a person, so violent.

I immediately thought that maybe it was just that I was in too good shape, and I just happened to do it, and after a few rounds of arrow rain, it would be exposed.

"Boy, you can do it, the mechanism of this test, but there will be no mistakes, the entry level is the entry level, and there is no better way to shoot down the numbers than me, a proficient character. ”

"Hmph, right away, if you are too fierce in front, you will lose your strength in the back, and in the next few waves, you will hit all of them, and the results will only be worse, hehe. ”

With such a fluke mentality, Chu Yuan is by no means alone, except for a few who are more calm-headed, most of them are red-eyed, envious and jealous, and they can see at a glance, and there are definitely not a few who have the same thoughts as him.

However, Chu Tian's performance disappointed them, although the further they went, the faster the arrow, Chu Tian also used the basic sword technique more and more superbly, or connected the related styles, or jumped around between several seemingly different moves, but they were all one, sometimes together, sometimes scattered, more and more violent.

Seeing that it was the fastest rain of arrows in the next few waves, it was like flying locusts, drilling into various key points, and finally found some loopholes in the Chutian sword circle, took advantage of the weakness, and hit the body, but in general, the swordsmanship was still not chaotic, and the arrows that were not stopped were still a few.

Even if the last wave, the rain of arrows came like lightning, and the intensity was far greater than before, and it bombarded and blew away, but it also stopped most of Chu Tian, and although there were a lot of the rest, it couldn't change the excellence of the overall results.

The arrow wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, Chu Tian only gasped slightly, and in his eyes, his eyes were still sharp, obviously his fighting spirit was undiminished. He glanced at the deacon, who had already fallen into a stupor, and the deacon woke up like a big dream, and hurriedly ordered a person next to him to go over to check the data.

The man was also stunned, like a wood carved clay sculpture, so that the deacon even shouted a few times, but did not react at all, until the deacon pushed him with his hand, Fang Ah woke up with a bang, saw the deacon's face full of displeasure, quickly apologized, and then trotted to the field, put away the dull blunt arrows on the ground, and checked.

When the specific number was checked, he was slightly stunned, but his boss was waiting, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he forcibly put away the surprise in his heart, calmed down his emotions, looked around everyone, and the stunned voice resounded.

"Young Master Chutian's downed figure is nine hundred and eight. That one.. Congratulations. ”