Although Wu Fan won the first two rounds of the competition by a great margin and was already the first favorite, before the results of the third round came out, no one could pack a ticket, and he would have the last laugh and become a well-deserved sixth sword bearer.

The scene fell silent, and all the spectators waited and watched, looking intently at the competition area.

Elder Hua coughed lightly, and the entire square was clearly audible, and he glanced at a piece of paper in the palm of his hand and read out the first name.

"Zhou Jiren, please enter the testing room. ”

When Zhou Jiren, the elder of the Heaven and Earth Mixed Yuan Gate, heard the roll call, his face turned pale, and after greeting him with a fist, he stepped into the transparent test room, and the door immediately closed automatically.

Tens of thousands of spectators held their breath and stared intently at the transparent house.

Inside the room, Elder Zhou's tall figure was clearly visible, and he looked calm and motionless, waiting for the test to be completed.

Suddenly, the thick black lines on both sides of the transparent house changed.

Yes, there are hollow pipes on both sides of the transparent house, which are filled with a thick black substance like ink, which is the ghost energy.

The ghost qi was slowly rising, and the bottom was originally a black section, half an inch long, but now it became transparent, that is, the ghost qi had risen, and a small part of the transparent sphere on the roof had merged into it.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost qi continued to rise, almost an inch.

Two breath times pass, three breath times pass, and five breath times pass.

One inch five, two inches, two inches five, three inches, three inches five, four inches, four inches.

The ghostly aura continued to rise slowly, but finally froze, about four inches away.

A minute had passed, and the position had not changed, and a young monk stepped forward, gestured with a ruler, and casually reported the data.

"Zhou Jiren, four inches one. ”

The door to the transparent house opened automatically, and Elder Zhou walked out of the room knowing that the test was over.

As soon as the subject left the door, the black ghostly aura on both sides immediately landed and returned to the original position.

Next to it, on a large blackboard, someone wrote a line of words: Zhou Jiren, 4.1 inches.

Elder Zhou stopped, glanced at the blackboard, and shook his head. He knew that this result was not ideal, and there was no chance of competing for the sword wielder.

"Jiang Luo, the second test. Elder Hua shouted loudly.

Jiang Luo, the dean of Xuanzhen Academy, Wu Fan naturally recognized him as Jiang Feifei's father.

Jiang Luo, who is in his forties, has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a face with Chinese characters, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not angry and self-imposing, and awe-inspiring and upright. He came out of the queue with a steady pace and entered the transparent house.

A character like Jiang Luo must be born with a strong aura, because his aura is undoubtedly revealed between his gestures.

His achievements will inevitably be higher than Elder Zhou's, after all, Elder Zhou's image is a little cautious and not atmospheric enough.

After the door closed, the ghost aura slowly rose.

However, after more than a dozen breaths, the height of the rising ghost qi had already been frozen, and it seemed to be a little lower than Elder Zhou's.

"Jiang Luo, three inches and five!" The young monk in charge of the measurement reported the test data.

This call shook the entire square.

"Impossible, Dean Jiang can't be inferior to Elder Zhou!"

"Did I hear it wrong, Jiang Luo looks upright, how can he measure it so low. ”

"Is the test instrument accurate, if I go up to test, maybe a foot!"

There was a discussion at the scene, and the sound became louder and louder, and gradually became noisy.

"Silence, silence!" Elder Hua raised his right hand and said in a loud voice, "The test magic weapon has been repeatedly debugged by our Haoqi Town Ghost Clan, and there is absolutely no mistake. ”

The whole square was quiet again, and since there was nothing wrong with the test weapon, the next thing was only the results of the competition that were worth paying attention to.

Wu Fan was a little panicked, Dean Jiang's grades were not ideal, how high could he go. If, like Dean Jiang, the final battle for the sword bearer fails, then he will lose face.

I praised Haikou before, it shouldn't be, it seems that it is still necessary to be low-key, low-key, and low-key!

"Fengyue Baojian, with such a testing weapon, how high can my Haoran Qi go?" Wu Fan asked in his mind.

"Master, after my comprehensive analysis, the master's normal level is around eleven inches, however, in order not to behave too rebelliously, I can control the master's own heroic aura, so that the master's score is only a little higher than the strongest, because the master is the last to appear. Fengyue Baojian's vicissitudes of voice seemed solemn, and he immediately responded.

Wu Fan nodded silently, with a confident smile on his face.

"Tony, the third test. Elder Hua said in a loud voice.

The dean of the Goth Academy, the vice president of the Resolution Academy, Tony's blonde hair and hooked nose are particularly conspicuous, and as a white man, he is tall and walks with the wind.

When you enter the transparent room, the door closes automatically.

Soon, the ghost qi crossed four inches, five inches, and the audience who could see it was shocked, Tony was really strong.

Six inches, seven inches, eight inches, the ghost energy actually continued to rise.

The final test data came out, eight inches three, and the scene roared.

"Dean Tony, Wise Shenwu!" "Dean Tony, Wise Shenwu!" "Dean Tony, Wise Shenwu!"

The councillors of the Goth College and the monks who were watching shouted slogans in unison, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.

Tonny walked out of the transparent house, waved around, smiled brightly, and confidently and gracefully clenched his fists before returning to his original queue.

Lei Zhengqing and the Sage Guan both sat on the Taishi chair, feeling comfortable, the sword-wielder selection competition, the third round of the competition went smoothly, and the final result will be released soon, everything is under control, don't worry about it.

Wu Fan always unexpectedly showed strong strength, Taiyan and Shangguan Qinyu, Ling Huyue, Lao Zheng, Huzhou Wang and others were full of spring breeze, and their hearts were full of expectations.

At present, the ranking on the big blackboard is as follows: Tony is first with 8.3 inches, Zhou Jiren is second with 4.1 inches, and Jiang Luo is at the bottom with 3.5 inches.

Next, Xu Yuansong, the dean of Lingyue Academy, tested and scored 4.5 inches, surpassing Elder Zhou.

Ji Yunlai, the head of the Bagua Blunt Angle Gate, scored 3.2 inches in the test, which was lower than Jiang Luo, and became the new bottom-finisher.

Then came the Long Wufei test, she walked in her way, but obviously lacked self-confidence, and before entering the transparent door, she also glanced back at Wu Fan.

When the results came out, Long Wufei's data was 4.6 inches, surpassing Xu Yuansong, the dean of Lingyue Academy, and ranking second, but far worse than Tony.

At present, the ranking of the results on the big blackboard is: Tang Ni is first with 8.3 inches, Long Wufei is second with 4.6 inches, Xu Yuansong is third with 4.5 inches, Zhou Jiren is fourth with 4.1 inches, Jiang Luo is fifth with 3.5 inches, and Ji Yunlai is at the bottom with 3.2 inches.

There were two contestants left, Li Yuzhen appeared, he nodded and smiled, and walked quickly into the transparent house with a confident face.

Everyone is looking forward to it, because Li Yuzhen is not only the head of the first-rate sect Heaven and Earth Mixed Yuan Sect, but also the dean of the Resolution Academy, the highest authority in the Qiming Continent, with a respected status.

The ghost aura continued to climb, and finally settled at about 9 inches.

"Li Yuzhen, nine inches one. The young monk who measured the data shouted out loud.

The whole square burst into flames, some shouting, some clapping enthusiastically, and some waving their fists.

Jiang is still old and spicy, at this critical juncture, Dean Li Yuzhen is still not old, not only surpassing Long Wufei, the pride of the sky, but also surpassing Vice Dean Tony in one fell swoop.

"The world is invincible Dean Li!" "The world is invincible Dean Li!" "The world is invincible Dean Li!"

At the scene, the uniform slogans resounded one after another, resounding in the sky, the atmosphere was warm, and the temperature seemed to have risen by several degrees.

Li Yuzhen stood in front of the test room, raised his right hand, and greeted the audience with the attitude of a winner, cordial and kind, like a spring breeze.

As the president of the Resolution Academy, the identity of the sword bearer is just the icing on the cake for Li Yuzhen, but how can there be too many honors, especially the identity of the sword bearer who enjoys some privileges, which the president of the Resolution Academy does not have.

Even if there is no extralegal privilege, the name of the sword-bearer cannot fall into the hands of others.

Especially Pang Hai, the dean of Sanqing Academy, is young, and his fame has spread all over the world, and over time, he is afraid that he will ride on his head and and pee.

Moreover, Pang Hai has no one in his eyes, and he has a lot of disrespect for the high-level leaders of the Resolution Council, and he is naturally rebellious, so he must be strangled in the cradle.

Originally, after accepting the appointment of Sanqing Academy and serving as the dean, the first person to visit was the old mother of the vacuum, not the Heaven and Earth Mixed Yuan Gate, let alone the dean of the Resolution Academy.

Li Yuzhen is in a high position, far-sighted, with a glance at the mountains, not to mention countless eyeliner, Pang Hai's every move, he knows everything well.

It can be said that at the beginning, Dean Li Yuzhen included Pang Hai in the list of sworn enemies.

Strangling Pang Hai is as easy as a snap, but you can't become fat in one bite, so you don't have to be in a hurry, take your time.

Wu Fan was young after all, he never thought that there was a hunter in the dark, who was eyeing him.

This is how the world is, unintentionally offending people, but still ignorant of it.

Finally, it's Wu Fan's turn to appear!

Entering the transparent house, the door closed automatically, and Wu Fan held his breath and waited for the Fengyue Baojian to report gratifying results.

Many viewers have seen that the ghost qi on both sides of the transparent house suddenly rises sharply, about seven or eight inches, and then quickly falls back.

After three breaths, the ghost qi continued to rise slowly, until it crossed five inches, then five and a half inches, then six inches, and finally stopped, but turned around again.

"Master, there is a rather strange situation, the aura of the master has been fully stimulated, but it has not been able to play its due role, and the ghost qi seems to be out of control. Fengyue Baojian's tone was very anxious.

"How can this be, can't you bless it and let the ghost qi run a little higher, compared to Dean Li?" Wu Fan said impatiently.

"Master, the aura of Haoran is a breath unique to human beings, and I have no way to bless it. Fengyue Baojian said aggrievedly.

"Then try to continue to inspire more. Wu Fan was so angry that he wanted to scold in his heart, before Fengyue Bao was convincing, saying that his level was as much as eleven inches, but now he couldn't do anything.

If he loses face and can't take the identity of the sword-bearer, Shangguan Qinyu will be requisitioned by He Xiong and become his slave.

It is unimaginable that once Shangguan Qinyu is helpless and becomes his crotch plaything, it will be a great shame for a lifetime.

No matter what, if it really comes to this point, he will not hesitate to expose the secret of his ability to travel through space, and he will also fight the Heavenly General City, the Qiming Continent, and the siege of many Qiming Continent monks.

Dean Pang, who was amazingly talented, had previously boasted about Haikou and vowed to win the name of the sixth sword-wielder, but at this time, he was in a transparent house, and the ghost qi on both sides was rising with great difficulty, which seemed to be very unsatisfactory, and all the audience had already noticed.

The height of the ghostly qi rose and finally froze at a place close to five inches.

It seems that the final battle has been settled, and Dean Li Yuzhen bravely won the identity of the sword-bearer, and there is no suspense.

When the time came, the young monk in charge of the measurement reported Wu Fan's performance data loudly: "Pang Hai, four inches eight!"

In the end, the results on the big blackboard were ranked: Li Yuzhen was first with 9.1 inches, Tang Ni was second with 8.3 inches, Pang Hai was third with 4.8 inches, Long Wufei was fourth with 4.6 inches, Xu Yuansong was fifth with 4.5 inches, Zhou Jiren was sixth with 4.1 inches, Jiang Luo was seventh with 3.5 inches, and Ji Yunlai was at the bottom with 3.2 inches.

Wu Fan's results have come out, and all the audience still can't believe that the previous number one favorite was actually reversed in the last round, which is incredible!

The audience, who had been sneering at Wu Fan before, were all dancing at this time, chattering endlessly to the people around them about their foresight.

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