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Conditioning adapts to the latest changes in the body, quite a bit of a dream-like unreality, if it weren't for the system's prompts, he who has always been suspicious may think that he is still in a mysterious fantasy state. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Through the dim candlelight in the corridor, identifying the path when he came, Xia Lan suddenly found that he was only one or twenty steps away from the direction of the courtyard gate, and it turned out that he had unknowingly fallen into the influence of the illusion when he stepped into the courtyard of the sage.

How long has it been? didn't have time to think about it, Xia Lan quickly pulled his legs away, for a place that was too strange and secret, unless it was a last resort, a moment's stay would lead to unpredictable risks. It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and no one is an exception.

As soon as he stepped out of the hospital, Xia Lan instantly attracted the attention of countless people, and the instructor named next to him glanced at him and made an announcement with an expressionless face.

"Green! Pass! ”

Xia Lan was not surprised by the result, calmly and indifferently walked down the steps, returned to the team, automatically ignored the hidden peeping eyes around her, and ******** was immersed in the introduction of the character panel described by the system.

Now that he has two professions, the Templars don't need to say much, but what about the Juggernaut? Could it be a variant of the Golden General? When he carefully browsed the introduction of the Sword Master's profession, it turned out that it had nothing to do with the Golden God at all.

Juggernaut: Sincerity can use the sword, and strong enemies can prove the sword. Those who have achieved the pinnacle of swordsmanship, the changes in their moves are born from the heart, people are in the sword, and the sword forgets people to die.

The extreme meaning of the sword: where the sword goes, everything is easy, and the cause and effect of life and death are cut off.

Templar Skills: Master all the mysteries of Templar skills.

Sword Domain: The realm of swords, everything can be a sword.

Compared with himself who once entered the top position, the advantages and disadvantages are obvious, and in terms of combat power alone, the current self is undoubtedly more than a step higher. In terms of games, I used to be an assassin, but now I'm a warrior.

Xia Lan didn't care about the change of occupation, the reason why the strong are called strong is because the real strength is the strong themselves, not the appearance given by the profession and external objects.

From early morning to noon, the long assessment finally came to an end, and only nine of the twenty-eight trial students came out on top, most of whom were the ones who came first in the first round of the assessment, and the only surprise was that Willy succeeded in igniting the Seed of Radiance, and narrowly became a member of the new Templars, even if he was the weakest of the nine.

The remaining Templars are automatically converted into Reserve Templars, and being able to pass two rounds of assessment is enough to prove their potential, and the Templars will not be able to let them go unchecked, and they will have their own arrangements until the next year's re-examinations arrive.

According to the normal rules of the new Templars, they first trained for three years in the Order at the foot of the Mountain of Revelation, and then served in the Order for five years before they could be sent on assignments.

But could Charan go to the Knights?

In fact, he did not become a knight, because Mommer directly pulled him into his own knight brigade with a letter of assignment, and who knows what method he used to get the above to acquiesce to his outrageous behavior.

Goodbye Momer, he was still so ugly and unkempt, and his little half-squinted eyes always looked lazy and lazy. It turned out that Xia Lan, who was a wasted person, only had a superficial impression of him, and when he had a keen perception of the extraordinary superiority, he realized his amazing momentum hidden under the ordinary, and his every move seemed to be wrapped in the great power of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, no wonder he could be in the high position of the captain of a Templar brigade.

The ceremony to welcome Charan into the team was rather unkind, and he had to defeat at least three members of the knights to be approved for the team, which Charan seriously suspected that this was Momer's secret trick, and the tentative meaning was too obvious. If you think about it carefully, it is normal for a waste person to complete a gorgeous transformation in half a year, and anyone may be shocked and stunned, and the so-called genius is nothing more than that.

"Now I finally know why Herris chose you."

These were the first words that Mommer uttered after the reunion between the two, and it was rare to see him open his eyes wide and even be silent for a long time.

"The same goes for you." Xia Lan, who recognized the true strength of the other party, said faithfully.

"I hope you're not a guy with no power." Mommer said meaningfully.

"I can't talk about power in front of you." Xia Lan said lightly.

Mommer chuckled, apparently understanding the subtext of his words, and on second thought, wasn't this a good opportunity to test him? As a result, there was a situation where it was difficult for Xia Lan to join the team.

"Due to the disparity in strength, I will not send an opponent of higher rank than you, there are twenty-three Templars who are on par with you, and you can pick three of them as your opponents at will."

In the vast knights' camp, Mommer pointed to the Templars lined up in front of him.

In the face of a group of battle-hardened Templars, ordinary people may be too frightened to move because of their awe-inspiring momentum, but what about Xia Lan? He had personally fought the Pope of the Radiant Sanctuary, so why should the Templars be afraid? He was not thinking about choice at all, but about hiding or being sharp.

Seeing that Xia Lan didn't react for a long time, Mommer couldn't help but laugh and abuse.

"What, scared?"

"The sword has no eyes, I'm just worried that it will cause unnecessary trouble if I shoot too hard." Xia Lan glanced at the other party out of the corner of her eye.

"Haha-"

Mommer burst out laughing, and then shouted to his subordinates in front of him, "Young men, what do you hear? He's afraid to hurt you! Looks like our new companion has a lot of tone! For the sake of his 'kindness', I hope you will be more merciful and take care of this new good brother later. ”

Xia Lan pursed his lips without explanation, adding fuel to the fire and encouraging the morale of the same enemy, Momer really values himself too much, right?

"You, you, you, let's go together."

He didn't bother to talk nonsense, and randomly named the three Templars.

"Huh?"

This time it was Mommer's turn to suspect that his ears had misheard.

"Are you sure you want to challenge three opponents at once?"

"Don't you just want to see my strength? As you wish. ”

Xia Lan said indifferently, reaching out to hold the hilt of the long sword at his waist, his body bent forward slightly, and he took a combat posture, like a sharp arrow on a bow and crossbow, which set off a violent storm at any time.

Mommer gave a gesture in his eyes, then stepped away with the rest of the Templars, leaving only the three Templars who had fought against Sharan in the middle of the field.

"Arrogant boy! I like it! ”

A knight with a rugged face waved his arm gripping a massive sledgehammer, his tongue licking his lips, his narrow eyes glowing bloodthirsty.

"Lest everyone say that we are bullying you, the means of battle will not be on you." The knight with the spear smiled.

"Two elder brothers, the younger brother will teach this boy a lesson first!"

The last Templar drew his sword, and before his companions could react, he lunged at Xia Lan first.

Here it is.

Xia Lan's mind was focused on their every movement, and he had no time to care about their verbal provocations, and in the face of the fierce Templars, he seemed to see countless flaws, took a deep breath, relaxed his body, and when the other party was a few steps away from him, the hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly moved, and a beautiful silver light suddenly appeared between the lightning and flint.

Flashing behind the Templar, Xia Lan did not pause for a moment, moving like a rabbit, and when the other two Templars came back to their senses, his sword, his people, had already turned into a fleeting afterimage and swept past them.

"I won."

Xia Lan put his sword back into its sheath and turned his head to Momer, who was stunned in the distance.

Looking at the three Templars who fought again, the first to strike had a faint line of blood on the neck, and the last two had obvious brand new sword marks on the heart of the breastplate.

If it is a life-and-death fight, the three of them are already corpses.

The whole battle process was divided in the blink of an eye, and the crowd watching the battle was in disbelief.

"You did win."

Silence had nothing to say, and after instructing his lieutenant to settle Charan, his face was cold, his eyes were always focused on the three defeated Templars, and the people nearby silently retreated, and those who knew Momer's character knew that this was a sign of his temper outburst.

When all the spectators had vanished, only him and the three Templars who had bowed their heads were left in the vast empty camp.

"Hehe, your performance is really an eye-opener for me! Underestimating the enemy, negligence, carelessness, almost all the battle taboos you have committed! If you had died a thousand times on the battlefield?! Well?! Did you know? ”

Mommer roared at them almost in a roaring tone.

"Captain! I'm sorry. The rugged knight said guiltily with his head drooping.

"Sorry?! Do dead people say sorry? Mommer kicked the opponent more than ten meters away.

"Captain! I ...... "The knight who struck first didn't even have time to finish his sentence before he ended up with the same fate as the rough knight."

Retracting his foot, Mommer spat at the guy who kicked the fly.

"You're the most idiot of the three! The enemy is rash, the posture is casual, the movements are frivolous, and the whole body is full of flaws, and he deserves to be cut by someone! ”

"What about you, speak!" When the words fell, he said to the knight who had been silent.

"Captain, I only want to know one thing, when I figure it out that you're punishing me, okay?" The knight said in shame.

"Say it." Momer said with his hands in front of his chest.

"Do you see how the newcomer came out with his sword? I was obviously blocking the direction of his sword just now, but in the end, I still had the sword in my heart, and I wanted to know what was going on? The knight visibly sulked.

"Because his sword has interfered with the realm of law." Mommer frowned for a long time. (To be continued.) )