Chapter Eighty-Five: The Mad God

"Is this this thing, can test my physique?" Crazy Sword, who walked steadily in front of the middle-aged man with a beard, examined the colorful crystal ball with contempt.

"Put your hands on it. The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard looked up at the mad sword and said calmly.

"Hmph. With arrogance on his face, the bronze palm covered directly the colorful crystal ball.

In the audience, the onlookers were a little indignant when they saw the attitude of the crazy sword. You must know that among the onlookers, not many of them came to participate in the assessment, they were all residents of Qingyun City, just to have a lively scene and come and see.

"Who is this man? looks like a barbarian. ”

"It's a bit like it, but it's not ruled out that it's just like it. ”

"Seeing that he is carrying a huge broadsword, he must have a lot of strength. However, I haven't heard of any barbarians who are good at swordsmanship?!"

“......”

Ye Xiaojing listened to the words of the people around him, which made him feel like he had a long experience.

"Barbarians, I have heard from people who have traveled far and wide, that they are a tribal race. Ye Xiao thought about it, and remembered the distant stories he had heard before.

The barbarian race, once the overlord-level race of the Southern Regions, had a reputation and strength far beyond the current One Mountain and Three Sects, and shocked the entire Southern Regions. In the Middle Ages, after reaching the peak of its history, it was not long ago, it suffered unexpected changes, and gradually declined to the present.

Traces of the barbarians have been specifically sought, only to be found to be moving further and further away from the world.

"Unexpectedly, this mad sword could actually be a barbarian. Ye Xiao looked at the arrogant sword on the stage, a little surprised.

To be honest, Crazy Sword only looks a little burly, and he is only a teenager after all. Otherwise, why not come here?

"Barbarian?" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard was not as calm as he appeared in his heart, and he hadn't seen a barbarian boy come out alone for many years. How cultivated he is, he naturally clearly sees that the mad sword is alone.

When the bronze palm of the mad sword covered the colorful crystal ball, the seven colors of the crystal ball began to converge, leaving only red in the back.

"Qualified!" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard forcibly held back his excitement, because he knew that this time he was qualified, and he was not like the nervous teenager before.

"Isn't it just a qualification, I shot with a mad sword, why worry about it. Crazy Sword put his hands together and looked at the people in the audience with a proud face.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect this to be called a mad sword, so easy. ”

"Yes, look at that figure, at this age, only barbarians have it. ”

"The cultivation of the mad sword is still quite good, but I don't know how his swordsmanship is?" Ye Xiao began to feel a little excited in his heart, and he seemed to have come to the right place.

"However, what is this colorful crystal ball based on?" Ye Xiao began to calm down, his eyes widened, wanting to see how the colorful crystal ball operated.

"It's getting late, but there are still people to test?" The middle-aged man with a beard looked up to the west, where the sun was already showing signs of setting.

"Yes, yes!" Ye Xiao was slightly stunned, hurriedly waved his hand, and ran to the stage.

The mad sword on the stage did not leave, still standing with his hands tied, and when he saw Ye Xiao running out, his face showed some sure looks.

"You're strong, but I don't know, can you pass the test of this ball?" muttered Madsword.

"Can you still test it?" Ye Xiao looked at the colorful crystal ball in the hand of the middle-aged man with a beard, and his heart was itching. I don't know why, Ye Xiao's attention to this ball is far greater than whether he can pass the test.

"Yes. Of course, the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard noticed Ye Xiao's attention to the colorful crystal ball, after all, Ye Xiao's eyes began to glow green, and he didn't know what Ye Xiao was thinking.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like to touch the colorful crystal ball?" When Ye Xiao directly put his hand on the colorful crystal ball, a somewhat cool feeling immediately came from his hand.

Not only that, Ye Xiao seemed to have a feeling of being seen through for a while. When Ye Xiao carefully explored the origin of that feeling, the voice of the middle-aged man with a beard sounded.

"Qualified!" The words of the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard did not make Ye Xiao feel anything. However, after the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard took away the colorful crystal ball, Ye Xiao felt a little reluctant.

"Alright, let's come back tomorrow. The middle-aged man with a beard waved his sleeves to announce the end of today's physical fitness test.

"Come with me later, you two. The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard glanced at Ye Xiao and the Crazy Sword, of course, he paid more attention to the Crazy Sword.

"Could it be that there is anything very special about the mad sword?" Ye Xiao was a little puzzled, the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard was a person from Qingyun Mountain, could he still attach great importance to a barbarian person?

"Uncle Shi, it's okay. After the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard admonished, he bowed respectfully to the gray-haired old man.

"Hmm. The white-haired old man nodded and got up.

"Uncle Shi, he is a mad god. The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard saw that everyone around him was almost scattered, so he said to the white-haired old man.

"The mad god body, the barbarians are also ruthless. The white-haired uncle shook his head, turned around and floated away.

"Take that little guy next to me to the mountain where I live. The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard originally thought that the white-haired uncle had left, but he didn't know that there was still a voice left.

"Yes!" the middle-aged man bowed respectfully in the direction where the white-haired uncle left.

"Come with me. The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard turned around and beckoned to Ye Xiao and the mad sword.

"Congratulations on passing the physical fitness test. You can call me Elder Tian. Elder Tian walked in front, and Ye Xiao and the others followed behind.

"Elder Tian!" Ye Xiao shouted in accord.

"Hmm. "Regarding the performance of the mad sword not shouting, Elder Tian didn't seem to care at all.

"Here, I have to warn you. Although you have passed the physical fitness test, it does not mean that you will be able to pass the official entrance examination. Elder Tian's tone was a little heavier, it seemed that this was the point.

"Formal assessment?" Ye Xiao couldn't help but mutter.

"The physical fitness test is just a qualification, and if you want to enter our mountain gate, you have to pass the formal assessment. Elder Tian tilted his head and explained.

"Your name is Mad Sword, right? When tomorrow's physical fitness test is over, you can take the assessment with the person who passed it the day after tomorrow. Elder Tian stopped, looked at the Crazy Sword, and pointed to the Qingyun Mountain disciple on the side.

"You come with me. Elder Tian didn't wait for the mad sword to say anything, but just waved to Ye Xiao.

"Elder Tian, don't I go with Crazy Sword to find a place to live?" Ye Xiao was a little puzzled, he didn't know that Elder Tian's white-haired uncle had given Elder Tian an order.

"Someone wants to see you. "Elder Tian is in an excellent state of mind, and he is not bored at all.

"Oh. Ye Xiao had no choice but to follow Elder Tian.

"Elder Tian, can I ask what the mad god body is?" Ye Xiao still couldn't help but ask Elder Tian.

"Mad God, Mad God. ”