Lin Yichen was very embarrassed and said that he couldn't cut the line, but the other party insisted on doing so, so he had to comply with public opinion.

So, soon it was his turn.

The test was not in the open air, but in several makeshift tents, each of which could only be entered by one person at a time.

After Lin Yichen walked into the tent, he saw seven outer disciples in the tent.

Six are sitting and one is standing.

The registered disciple who was standing saw Lin Yichen coming in, and said concisely and competently: "I'll only practice once, look at it!"

"Boom......"

The practice is a set of swordsmanship, with only three moves and nineteen styles, which is not complicated, but it is still very difficult for people who are new to swordsmanship.

Fortunately, Lin Yichen had practiced the Heavenly Sword Academy's "Tempest Sword Technique" before, and he already had a basic understanding of the sword technique, so he didn't feel any difficulty.

The outer disciples quickly finished the practice, threw the sword in their hands on the ground in front of Lin Yichen, and said solemnly: "You have five minutes of familiarization time, and after five minutes, show us the practice!"

"Good!"

Lin Yichen agreed, and with his powerful divine soul, he immediately formed this set of swordsmanship into an image, and then played it in his mind over and over again.

After a while, he basically mastered it.

Pick up the sword on the ground and start practicing. The first three times were a little rusty, but after three times, I was able to perform smoothly from beginning to end.

The seven outer disciples in the tent were dumbfounded.

In less than five minutes, this young man actually performed a set of "Qingyun Sword" impressively.

I think that at the beginning, when they cultivated this sword technique, it took them a whole month to cultivate to such a point.

This kind of comprehension talent can be called against the sky!

It must be necessary to test it, this son's talent can play ninety!

"Wait!"

Just when a few registered disciples wanted to score on Lin Yichen's test card, a young man with a coercive face walked into the tent, it was none other than Zhao Wenbo, the head of the eight elders of the outer gate.

"This set of swordsmanship, he has already practiced, and it can't be used to test him anymore!"

Zhao Wenbo looked at Lin Yichen, who had cast the "Qingyun Sword" so smoothly, his brows furrowed, and said to the seven disciples.

The seven registered disciples didn't know that what Zhao Wenbo said was a lie, and they all understood what they meant, no wonder this son was able to cultivate so proficiently in just a few minutes, it turned out that he had already practiced.

"I'll show him a set of martial arts, let him imitate it, and you guys make a good record!" After thinking about it, Zhao Wenbo decided to take action in person and embarrass Lin Yichen.

"Stop!

Lin Yichen was a little strange, stopped the sword in his hand, turned his head to look, and saw Zhao Wenbo with a sneer on his face, and immediately understood what was going on.

"What, isn't that set of swordsmanship just now?"

"Less nonsense! I'll only practice once!"

Zhao Wenbo snorted coldly, didn't say much to Lin Yichen at all, and directly took out a silver long stick and danced.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The long stick instantly turned into a stick shadow, which was dazzling.

The seven outer disciples next to him were all stunned, such a complicated stick technique, and they danced so fast, even they couldn't imitate it!

However, they didn't say much, the head of the eight elders of the outer gate was not something they could offend.

This set of stick methods is called "Flirting with the Yin".

It was Zhao Wenbo who finally got it when he went out to practice, and he almost lost his life because of it.

This set of stick techniques is quite complicated, after he got it, it took him two full months to basically master it, and it took almost a year to practice it.

Now this set of stick techniques has become his famous martial arts.

The first stick of the heavenly wind refers to him.

At this moment, he showed it just to embarrass Lin Yichen.

He was not afraid that Lin Yichen would comprehend one of the tricks at all, he thought to himself that Lin Yichen couldn't see clearly at all, no matter how smart he was, he couldn't imitate it in such a short period of time.

Lin Yichen frowned, staring at Zhao Wenbo without blinking.

As soon as the mind moved, the mind surged, and he quickly captured and sorted out the memory.

knew that Zhao Wenbo deliberately made things difficult, but he couldn't help it.

However, his mentality is very good, he does not hold out the hope of imitating all of them, he just thinks that he can imitate most of them, and he can get a sixty or seventy points.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The silver stick danced, and the whole big tent was full of wind sounds, and the shadow of the stick in the air was dazzling and fascinating.

The seven outer disciples were all shining with their eyes and secretly admiring, worthy of being one of the best figures in the younger generation of Tianfeng Academy, and worthy of being the head of the eight elders of the outer gate.

Without using Yuan Force, being able to display such a powerful power of a set of martial arts would definitely not be possible if it weren't for the extreme proficiency of this set of martial arts.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Wenbo closed the stick.

"It's over, give you five minutes!"

A set of martial arts is practiced from beginning to end, which is ten minutes, but there is only five minutes of familiarization time.

The seven outer disciples looked at Lin Yichen with pity in their eyes.

At the moment, they only remembered Zhao Wenbo's starting moves, and they didn't remember any of the other stick moves. They guessed that Lin Yichen must have remembered nothing either.

Lin Yichen was silent, his face was calm, and he had already memorized the images of the entire set of stick techniques in his mind.

It's just that it takes time to break it down in order to figure out every action.

He closed his eyes directly, let the stick technique memorized in the soul, practice it over and over again, and try to slow it down.

Once, twice, three times......

After a dozen attempts, he finally succeeded.

The image of the stick shadow that was fast in his mind slowed down, three or four times slower, and he could already clearly see the stick moves.

"One minute left!"

At this time, Zhao Wenbo's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Just sorting out his memories, it took only four minutes, and Lin Yichen hadn't started cultivating yet.

Time was pressing, so he immediately used his divine thoughts to cultivate in his mind.

The advantage of cultivating with Divine Thoughts is that it saves time, in just one minute, if you use your body to cultivate, you can't perform a few tricks, but with Divine Thoughts, you can cultivate several times.

Now there is no time for actual practice, so I can only use my divine thoughts and practice a few more times.

The spirit is moving fast.

"It's time!"

Zhao Wenbo let out a loud shout, interrupting Lin Yichen's divine cultivation.

"Let's get started!"

Lin Yichen's face was calm, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at the silver stick in Zhao Wenbo's hand.

Zhao Wenbo was stunned, he thought that Lin Yichen would retreat and give up imitation directly, but he didn't expect that Lin Yichen would dare to really imitate and want to borrow a stick from him.

"Huh!

Zhao Wenbo sneered, feeling that Lin Yichen was just pretending, asking for a stick, dancing a few times, and dealing with things.

With a kick, the silver stick swished and flew towards Lin Yichen.

The kick of the strong man who broke the departure was not trivial, how dare Lin Yichen take it.

He dodged at once, dodging the strength of the stick, and only after it had flown past him did he reach out and grab the tail of the rod and retrieve it.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wenbo snorted coldly, and said in his heart that this kid is very smart and knows the buffer power, otherwise, if he takes this stick hard, I'm afraid that his hand will be directly useless.

But even if it was cushioned, Lin Yichen's body was almost taken down, and his hands were numb.

He secretly moved his hand holding the stick and adjusted his breathing.

Carrying a stick, he opened a decent starting hand style.