Chapter 312: The Heavy Sword Has a Blade

"Ahem, as for the competition, I don't think it's necessary, right?" Fang Jian coughed.

"What?" The envoy of the Flying Holy Land, seeing Fang Jian's confession, became even more arrogant, and said, "It's just a small competition, Brother Fang, you can't afford to lose, right?"

Can't afford to lose?

Fang Jian's expression turned cold, and said: "You misunderstood, I just think that Leng Aotian is a rare genius with a bright future in the future, I don't want him to suffer another blow, and it will be a bigger blow!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Huang and the envoy of the Green Dragon Holy Land were all stunned.

A bigger hit?

Could it be that Fang Jian thinks that in this competition, Leng Aotian will be defeated?

The envoy of the Flying Holy Land only felt the anger in his chest rise up, and said: "Fang Jian, don't speak so arrogantly, this third level of the competition, Leng Aotian will win! If we lose today, I will compensate you 50,000 Stones! If we win, you will pay us 50,000 Stones, how about it?"

The expressions of the big people around changed in unison, this is 50,000 intricate stones, which is an extremely large number.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Fang Jian glanced at Qin Nan beside him, and found that his aura had stabilized, and he spoke lightly.

Some people are like this, you are obviously thinking about him, but you don't appreciate it, but you still want to find you trouble!

It's just that Qin Nan is unaware of all this, and all his attention now is focused on his own inner dan.

I saw that one Inner Dan, from its inside, suddenly emerged wisps of gold filament, the golden filaments were ethereal, constantly shaking, around the entire Inner Dan, gradually winding up, after a while, this gray-white Inner Dan, there have been three gold lines, making its own breath, extremely mysterious.

"What's going on? How can there be three golden streaks pouring out of it?"

Qin Nan's brows couldn't help but furrow.

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In this four-sided dojo, the strength assessment of the first level will end quickly.

There were a total of 1,123 genius disciples who came to participate, and in this assessment, only more than 300 disciples were eliminated, and there were more than 800 left, and the scene was still grand.

"Now let's start the second level of assessment. Jiang Huang stood up and shouted loudly: "This year, according to the standards of the Flying Holy Land and the Qinglong Holy Land, the martial soul must at least reach the Yellow Rank Nine Rank!"

As soon as these words came out, many of the disciples in the audience changed color.

The standards for recruiting disciples in the two holy places are different every year, sometimes it is the eighth grade of the yellow level, and sometimes it is even the seventh rank of the yellow level, but they did not expect that this year's assessment requirements would be so high, reaching the ninth rank of the yellow level martial soul.

In other words, even if you have a yellow-level nine-rank or yellow-level ten-grade, after passing the assessment, you will only be at the bottom and will not be noticed by the strong.

"The assessment begins!"

Under the organization of the twenty examiners, a disciple of a famous Tianjiao showed all his martial souls.

At this time, Qin Nan had already woken up.

After thinking and probing just now, he still didn't have the ability to figure out these three golden lines, originally he planned to ask the bronze mirror, but thinking of the price of the five wisps of chaotic qi, he still dispelled the thought, in short, no matter what the three golden patterns were, there was absolutely no harm.

"Well, these martial spirits are still a little interesting!"

Qin Nan glanced down, his eyes lit up slightly.

He saw a lot of strange martial spirits, such as a scripture, a brush, a helmet, a demon beast, etc., all kinds of strange, even if there is a difference in level, but the ability of martial souls is different, and no one can be underestimated.

The second assessment ended quickly, and of the more than 800 people in the audience, only more than 300 people were eliminated.

These more than 300 people are all super geniuses, and most of them are yellow-level tenth-grade martial spirits with strong aura.

"Congratulations to everyone present for passing the second level of assessment. A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Huang's mouth, and he said, "Now start the third level assessment." Although all of you know the content of this third level of assessment, just in case, I will explain here that the assessment of this third level is called drawing a sword! What kind of sword is being drawn? What kind of sword is being drawn?

"The heavy sword has a edge?"

Qin Nan was stunned.

He had only heard of the heavy sword without a blade, and this was the first time he had heard that the heavy sword had a edge.

"What is a heavy sword with a blade? It has no blade, but inside it, it is pregnant with a powerful spiritual intelligence, although it does not belong to the category of magic weapons, but when the spiritual wisdom awakens, it can show great strength!" As soon as Jiang Huang's words fell, he flicked his fingers and shot out a cyan heavy sword that was two zhang long and about one zhang wide, soaring into the sky, falling straight down, with a sonorous sound, inserted into the square dojo, standing straight upright, becoming the focus of the audience.

"Now that the sword has a sharp mind, it is asleep, and you need to use all kinds of means to awaken its mind. The stronger its spiritual awakening, the higher you can pull it out, if it doesn't wake up, even if you are in the Martial Sect Realm, you can't pull it out in the slightest!"

In Jiang Huang's tone, there was arrogance.

This heavy sword has a sharp edge, it is a strange treasure that he obtained by chance, and it is also one of the pride in his heart, because so far, under the realm of the Martial Emperor, no one has been able to pull it out completely!

"This sword drawing is a bit interesting!" Qin Nan's eyes flashed.

"Now let's draw my sword!"

Jiang Huang let out a loud shout.

"I'll come first!"

Among the many disciples, a genius with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, muscles bulging, like a small giant, stepped out first, and his body jumped and landed on the hilt of the heavy sword, his face showing a touch of confidence.

This genius has a yellow-level ten-grade martial soul, a three-fold cultivation in the Martial King Realm, and it just so happens that he has also cultivated a body alchemy technique, and his physical strength is extremely terrifying.

He was fully convinced that under his power, it would be no problem to draw this heavy sword!

"Give it to me!"

The genius roared, his hands were on the hilt of the sword, and in his muscles, a roar of rolling blood gas sounded, and a majestic force erupted, and he pulled it out fiercely towards the back.

The whole greatsword, stuck in the ground, did not move, did not even shake.

"How so!"

The genius's face changed drastically, and he roared again, exerting all his strength, and pulling it out fiercely, but there was still no movement, which made his face turn white in an instant.

"Fail!

An examiner said coldly that it was delusional for such a famous existence as Heavy Sword Youfeng to use his body to pull it out.

Many geniuses' expressions changed slightly, although they had heard of the prestige, but they didn't believe it at all, and today was the first time they had seen it.

This heavy sword has a edge, and it is really not simple!

"I'm coming!"

With a loud shout, a young man in armor slowly moved forward.

The person who came was Leng Jianxiong!