The soul energy of wind and fire slammed into both sides of the sword, and this imitator also made a move at this time, which was even greater than that of Cheng Fang at that time. This time it was not only the fierce firelight, but a sharp phoenix roar also disturbed the Lingzhu City in the sunset. And in the face of this magnificent landscape, all the people are silently paying attention, of course, Zongtian is no exception, but he is not looking at the gorgeous scene.

At this time, there were only two people in the examination room, and Zongtian didn't pay attention to the imitator, so he was obviously concerned about the other one, and that person was still comparing the sword patterns in this situation, which was really incredible in Zongtian's opinion.

Although the brilliant light was dazzling, it was somewhat fleeting, and when the dust settled, the imitator had an extra sword in his hand, which looked somewhat ordinary. But even so, at this time, he was still full of confidence and handed the sword to Zong Tian.

Compared with the previous times, this time Zongtian seemed a little careless, and his eyes kept glancing at the sky.

"Teacher, is there something wrong?" Such an abnormality naturally made the man feel strange, but what made him care more was obviously his own confidence that had been hit.

"I'm sorry, because the exam time is coming to an end, so I'm a little distracted." Although Zongtian's words are reasonable, they can't make up for the bad feelings in that person's heart.

"Well, that's it, you can wait a minute." After another casual glance, Zongtian handed the sword back, but the man did not take the weapon he had made.

"What's the problem?" Such an action finally made Zongtian focus his attention on the person in front of him.

I have to say that this person's handsome appearance really made Zong Tian want to look twice, but the somewhat hostile expression on his face detracted points from that appearance.

"The teacher checked it too carefully, right?" Although he called the teacher in his mouth, there was only a cold feeling in the man's tone.

"Aren't you careful? I think it's okay. Although Zongtian's words only state a fact, to the ears of hostile people, it is more like a provocation.

"I think it's better for the teacher to try it directly." seems to be really confident in his work, but Zongtian didn't do what he said.

"I still know a little bit about this sword pattern, so I don't have to try it."

"Please give it a try, teacher."

Although Zongtian said so, the man still insisted on it.

"Okay then." Zongtian didn't refute his face anymore, and his soul energy also poured into the sword at this time.

The blazing fire, the tyrannical wind, and the light bursting out of the sword once again reflected the entire sky, but this repeated scene was somewhat tiresome.

"The power is good, but it's a little hard to control." After trying, Zongtian still had that calm expression, and this calmness seemed to really anger the person in front of him.

"It's hard to control, it can't be because of your own problems, right?"

If Pingqu just now was a little not very smart, then the person in front of Zongtian was just a little too smart.

"Oh? Since you've said so. But Zong Tian, who heard that, smiled, but what he did afterwards was a little inconsistent with that smile.

With a slight toss, Zongtian actually threw the sword to the ground. Such an action seemed to be a bit contemptuous, but when the sword fell to the ground, everyone was shocked by what was happening in front of them, because the sword actually shattered directly under such a gentle throw.

"You're talented, but maybe not at swordsmithing." Zongtian patted the man's shoulder a little helplessly, but the man obviously couldn't listen to Zongtian's words, and he was just annoyed and angry at this time.

"Is it because my surname is Jiang that you want to target me?"

"Oh? Your surname is Jiang? ”

Looking at Zongtian's unpretentious expression, the man was finally deflated at this time, and there was no need to wait, at this time he just left here in a gloomy manner.

Seeing this situation, Pingqu also quickly ran to Zongtian's side, and in Zongtian's somewhat strange gaze, he actually bowed down and began to pick up the debris on the ground.

Such a look really made Zongtian cry and laugh a little, but this obviously can't be a reason for him to count Pingqu, and it is unlikely that Pingqu's actions are just flattery.

"Teacher." After cleaning up almost, Pingqu also quietly asked, "What happened just now?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that the sword pattern is carved a little too hard." Sure enough, the question of what should come will still come.

"Hard?" It's just that Pingqu doesn't quite understand such a statement.

"yes, just work hard, right? He didn't think about the sword embryo itself at all, and it was more appropriate to say that it was more of a performance than a soul tempering. ”

"I see." Thinking of the overly gorgeous effect just now, Pingqu also showed an expression of sudden realization.

After understanding this, Pingqu also honestly withdrew, and in the face of the last candidate who was still the same, Zongtian could finally take a rest.

He leisurely looked at the sun that was about to set, and then looked at the person in front of him, who was still gesturing the sword pattern. At this time, he couldn't help but have some doubts, that person's actions like this wouldn't be just grandstanding, right? However, there is not much time left before the sun completely sets, and such patience is still there.

When the sun hangs in the sky, people often don't feel its movement, but when the orange fireball touches the horizon, it seems to be suddenly choked by darkness, that is, in just a few minutes, the sun completely disappears from view.

Finally, we can know the result, but when Zongtian turned to look at the candidate, the person was still gesturing with the sword pattern. Such a look naturally made Zongtian a little speechless, but the time of the exam was just set by him casually, so a little relaxation shouldn't be too much, right? But this kind of thinking is also making a reason for himself, and Zongtian at this time just doesn't want to come forward and rudely interrupt him.

However, in the face of such a situation, Zongtian had no mood to relax, and at this time, he finally took a serious look at the sword pattern drawn by the man, and under this look, Zongtian was deeply attracted by the dance of his fingers.