On the fourth day of the test, Zuo Yin and Bai Yifeng learned the lesson of the day before yesterday, and the two set off early, and finally saw the sparsely populated Bian'an City.

In the hired carriage, looking at the street, Bai Yifeng took a deep breath of satisfaction, and said slowly: "There are no sentient beings, I am very relieved. ”

Zuo Yin kicked the goods angrily and funny, and urged: "Take it easy, today's test will be difficult." ”

Bai Yifeng nodded and returned to his seriousness, "Indeed, the test of the martial arts hall is quite special, not directly through the two-person duel to take out the winner, but through the victory and performance in the three rounds, the second round of the duel will be decided, this round, it is estimated that the number of participants will not exceed two hundred." ”

Two hundred! Zuo Yin looked at Bai Yifeng in surprise, leaving only one-sixth of the people at one time?

Bai Yifeng said angrily: "You think too much, the main thing is that you don't have so much time, the martial arts hall has to decide the winner before the Spring Festival, rank the rankings, determine who is admitted and who goes home, and today should be able to compete all of them." ”

Zuo Yin smiled bitterly, "It's really simple and rude." ”

It is worthy of being a place to train generals.

A resolute way of making decisions.

After arriving at the lecture hall, it is still the huge venue, and at this moment, on the viewing platforms on both sides, there are already a lot of people, all kinds of brocade clothes are like clouds, which looks extraordinary.

On the most current viewing platform, there are a few free chairs, and it seems that some big man is coming.

Zuo Yin secretly calculated to himself, the first day was the prince, the second day was the dean, yesterday I don't know, on this last day, who else can have such a grand qualification.

Bai Yifeng followed Zuo Yin's gaze, and then pointed to the country, "Those chairs are empty today, just to symbolize the presence of the prince, the dean and others." ”

At the same time, he tilted his head to Zuo Yin, pointed at the stage without moving, and said: "Today is the main drama of the martial arts hall, and many dignitaries and dignitaries will attend, even if they are not admitted, if they are favored by a certain noble family, they will be considered promising, so everyone will work hard, and whether they can become famous in one fell swoop depends on today." ”

With that, he pulled Zuo Yin and went to the corner of the wall that was already crowded with a bunch of people, where the names of those who were eligible to participate in the test were written on the huge red paper. ”

Bai Yifeng and Zuo Yin squeezed and squeezed, stuffy and sweaty smells mixed, Bai Yifeng was almost dizzy, Zuo Yin was used to military life, and he didn't care.

Squeezed to the red paper, the two looked carefully.

Zuo Yin's name is impressively listed.

Bai Yifeng looked carefully, his serial number was at the back, and he had to look at a few more, and finally saw the words "Bai Yifeng" in the middle column.

Bai Yifeng immediately cocked his tail and looked at Zuo Yin triumphantly, forgetting the environment he was in.

Someone immediately shouted: "After reading it, hurry up, don't get in the way." ”

Bai Yifeng glanced at the man hatefully, and walked out of the crowd with Zuo Yin.

Zuo Yin was still thinking about the question just now, about the acceptance of nobles, he was puzzled: "Today I can only see who is strong, not the talent of the army." ”

Bai Yifeng was a little helpless, and explained to Zuo Yin: "Each family recruits talents, what do you want to do to lead the army, are there so many private guards?" Those who come here and want to be looked at are basically people in the late stage of forging, just like you and me, these people went to Guiyiyuan, and it was just looking for abuse, and the average level there was the early stage of qihe, so many of these people came to Wutang in order to avoid those perverts in Guiyiyuan. ”

A small exam, there are so many doorways, Zuo Yin is also eye-opening, looking at the number of candidates in the field who definitely exceeds five hundred, he asked: "These should have read the list, why are there so many people who don't leave?" ”

Bai Yifeng smiled weirdly: "There are so many high-ranking names and surnames today, I usually don't want to see them, but after the game, naturally someone will recommend themselves." ”

Zuo Yin felt a little bad in his heart, once he learned martial arts and sold it to the nobles' family.

The great unified empire would not tolerate the emergence of sects, and those who practiced martial arts had no choice but to take refuge in various families.

It's just that when the situation is unstable, these thousands of martial artists can set off a storm

The sun is three poles, and the hour has come.

"Knock"

"Knock"

The familiar bell rang, extremely heavy, covering the vastness of the border for the originally vain atmosphere of the imperial capital.

On both sides of the viewing platform, in the venue, everyone was solemn.

No matter how many years the empire develops, the respect for the military will not be annihilated.

This is the foundation of the empire, and it is also the foundation of the empire that can last for 300 years.

Warrior.

After the bell rang, Mr. Showutang stepped into the ring and began to read.

"No. 321, Lin Ya, No. 772, Lei Changxing."

"No. 16, Zuo Yin, No. 241, Cui Ruhai."

The sound of reading came and went.

Zuo Yin was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the first one was himself, but even so, he didn't hesitate, and when he was about to step into the ring, he "snapped" and grabbed him with an arm.

Zuo Yin turned around, but it was Bai Yifeng, only to see him come over and say in a low voice: "Boling." Then he let go of the hand that was holding Zuo Yin.

Boling, Boling Cui's? There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Zuo Yin's mouth, he looked at Bai Yifeng, nodded affirmatively, and then jumped into the ring.

Opposite Zuo Yin was a young man in a dark brown robe, with bright eyes and a face like jade, like a scholar, with a sense of freedom on his body, and seemed to have infinite confidence in the long sword he was holding.

Heaven and earth are vast, up to the sun and stars, down to the river, abundant in heaven and earth, and cultivated in the hearts of the people.

This is the Boling Cui clan, the famous Haoran Sword.

Largest to strongest.

When Zuo Yin saw this young man's spirit, he knew what his sword path was.

And the killing path he practiced was also an extremely strong heart path, seeing life and death in one sword, without fear or regret.

And Haoran Dao is also one of the avenues after reaching the Realm of Returning to One.

Which is better or worse depends on the next competition.

At the same time, there are also competitions going on in other rings.

The eyes of the people on the viewing platform swept back and forth on the twenty or thirty rings on the field.

Zuo Yin didn't care about these scrutinizing eyes, and stared at Song Ruhai coldly.

In his eyes, there was fierceness.

Song Ruhai's mood was unmoved, no matter whether the other party was irritable or calm, it had nothing to do with him.

All he has to do is defeat the other side.

In the ring, the gentleman who spoke of Wutang glanced at the two of them, then raised his hand and waved it down.

"Smack"

"Bump"

The two men stomped heavily on the ground, taking advantage of the opportunity to gain enough acceleration to rush towards each other in an instant.

The long knife in Zuo Yin's hand hung low, maintaining a steady breathing, while his eyes were fixed on Song Ruhai's movements.

And Song Ruhai also found that his opponent was unusual, Zuo Yin's reaction seemed to be very flexible, in the process of his own advancement, whenever he changed his movements slightly, even if it was a small amplitude, he could be quickly detected by this Zuo Yin.

This made Song Ruhai's heart feel a little gloomy, if the other party's perception was so keen, then the miraculous effect of his many sword moves might be greatly reduced.

The two approached.

Song Ruhai had already thought about his sword moves, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There was a faint fluorescence on his sword.

Barely visible.

Mr. Wutang in the ring snorted, seeming to be quite surprised.

Just when the distance between the two was less than seven feet, a sudden change occurred!

Zuo Yin suddenly moved his left hand, and the empty scabbard immediately flew towards Song Ruhai and smashed it in his face.

Song Ruhai cursed secretly in his heart, and then he had to avoid the scabbard with a sword, and the sword body that was stained with fluorescence just touched the scabbard, and he split it directly.

An invisible blade, implied in fluorescence.

Unstoppable.

It's just that in the middle of the competition, the opportunity was short-lived, and the sword move was changed, and Song Ruhai's next attack was bound to be greatly reduced, so he had to use "Time is poor." ”

This is a backwater trick in times of crisis.

If you use this trick, you will surely win.

It's a pity that after the scabbard was split, Zuo Yin had disappeared.

Song Ruhai was shocked in his heart, the long sword in his hand froze, his body froze, and then, as if he felt something, he turned his head in disbelief.

On his left side, Zuo Yin had already bent slightly, holding the knife in both hands, and stretched it back, the whole person was like an open big bow, ready to attack.

Immediately, when Song Ruhai turned his head, Zuo Yin catapulted forward directly.

The long knife in his hand was like a sharp arrow, shooting at Song Ruhai.

There is no lightness, only ruthlessness.

There is no swiftness, only an indomitable momentum.

Swallow thorns!

But it is not the Yan Thorn of the Song family in Hujun.

After a day of practice, Zuo Yin already knew the moves of the Yan Thorn, and the general movements were not difficult, but he could not use them in the process of spurging, and he lacked the footwork of the Song family of Hujun, so he could only find an opportunity to accumulate strength and stab forward.

Fortunately, this time, he used the scabbard to win a chance for himself.

Break the enemy in one hit.

As soon as the knife momentum roared out, the gentleman of the martial arts hall had already made a move, and an iron rod blocked Zuo Yin domineeringly, but the iron rod guided Zuo Yin's knife momentum to disperse, but it did not cause him too much damage.

Immediately, this gentleman announced: "Zuo Yinsheng!" ”

This was the first ring to end the battle, and in an instant, thousands of eyes looked at it, and most of them fell on Zuo Yin's body.

Curious, applauded, pondered.

Different emotions came flooding in, and so on.

Zuo Yin was silent, ignoring Song Ruhai's pale complexion, and after putting away the knife, he jumped out of the ring.

Behind him, Zuo Yin's name was announced to all the audience present as quickly as possible.