However, in fact, the thoughts of several master swordsmen happened to coincide with it.

In the case that they can't immediately figure out which sword is superior, they first screen out the shortcomings that are more obvious, such as the Light and Fire Dragon Flying Sword, because the sword in the form of pure energy is very attractive in appearance at first glance, but there is a great lack of practicality, just like Ye Ziqing thought before, it needs to be charged regularly, the duration of each use and the energy that can be released are limited, it is difficult to fight for a long time, and poor endurance has become a fatal shortcoming.

Then all that remains is the Water Moon Sword, the Wind of Light, the Light Leaping Sword, and the Radiant Guardian Sword.

Including the Light Leap Sword can stay, it is only because of Li Yichuan's insistence that the attack power of this sword is obviously weaker than others, but Li Yichuan believes that it and the Water Moon Sword happen to be two of the few swords that can perfectly embody the dual characteristics of the [light] and [wave] of the wave stone.

The most beautiful and unique appearance is the [Wind of Light].

The strongest ability is the [Glow Guardian Sword].

The strongest comprehensive ability is the [Water Moon Sword].

The one that best reflects the theme of this time, and whose ability is peculiar, is the [Leaping Sword].

For a while, several sword masters were fighting over which one should be victorious.

There was also a heated discussion in the audience.

"No matter how you look at it, it should be the Water Moon Sword, right? Its abilities are outstanding! ”

"The meaning of all outstanding is that they are not prominent, in fact, I personally prefer the Light Leaping Sword, which can flash a few hundred meters in an instant, this ability is really cool."

"Didn't you see the power of the Glow Protector, how did you dodge when it covered you inside? Before he could get out, he was shot into a hornet's nest. ”

"It's hard for anyone to carry that sword with them, it's light, but it always feels bulky. I still like to carry the wind of light, and it is very face-saving to go out and show off. ”

……

In short, as if in response to the insistence of several sword masters, there are also different opinions in the audience, each with their own love.

Sitting on the throne, the withered monarch opened his left eye, which was not so collapsed, slightly, and then tapped his fingers on the armrest, making a crisp sound.

"Since you can't decide, why don't I make a few suggestions and see if you can think about it?"

Xu Yiwen hurriedly turned around, the hem of his long robe swayed slightly with his body, his attitude was respectful and serious, and he bowed slightly, and said humbly, "Your Majesty, please advise." ”

Qi Chongyu raised the little finger of his right hand, pinched his ear, and pretended to be casual and said, "I'm thinking, if you only consider the casting process and the ability and effect of the sword itself, I'm afraid it's not comprehensive enough, although the value of this part is very great, but when they can't be weighed, can you consider it in terms of material selection and casting time?" ”

Qi Chongyu's words woke up the person in the dream, and the swordsmen showed a sudden realization on their faces.

And everyone present thought of a terrible fact-

The swordsmith called Emiya, after more than three hours of smelting, discarded the original prototype sword and instead created a new sword in the remaining half an hour.

If Emiya's sword is not eliminated, but among the last few of the rulings, then this selection will undoubtedly be his victory.

Sure enough, after reviewing the materials used and the casting time, Pinjian quickly came to a consistent conclusion.

Even these swordsmiths, who were unable to see the horrific scene at that time because of the separation of the venues, showed extremely surprised expressions after witnessing the terrible hour and a half on the record sheet.

"How is this possible?"

Xu Yiwen rubbed his eyes and confirmed it several times.

Even Ye Ziqing was shocked when he heard the news.

"An hour and a half, what a terrifying sword-forging ability this is?!"

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Tiandao Yuluo's calm face, but in an instant, his fair and young face became disinterested.

He stood up from the audience and waved his hand in anticipation, "Walk but stop." ”

But he nodded, and hurriedly followed him with his sword.

This time, without His Highness saying it himself, he also understands-

The overall situation has been decided, it is better to leave while there is no congestion.

……

When Xu Yiwen, as the main swordsman of this selection, walked to the middle of the venue and read out the results of this swordsmith selection to everyone, all the audience stood up from their seats.

Xu Yiwen is not tall, with deep wrinkles on his forehead and gray temples, after all, he is already a person who is more than a hundred years old.

As a special guest swordsman of the perennial sword sacrifice ceremony, he has experienced a lot of things, and he has seen many impressive and amazing swords, but like today, this is the first time that the sword casting selection has been made, and the sword casting has also decided the winner of the seventh-order sword master.

When I looked up and looked around, I just felt that today was really meaningful.

It was already sunset, and the sunlight poured down overhead, lengthening his shadow and blurring the light and shadow of the entire arena.

Even the cold wind of December could not resist the enthusiasm of the audience.

Everyone silently prayed for their favorite swordsmith in their hearts, hoping that he/she would succeed in participating in the sword sacrifice ceremony as a representative of the Chongjian Kingdom.

Xu Yiwen held the prepared results, his face was solemn, and he said loudly, "This time the selection of swordsmiths, under the witness of more than 4,000 people on the scene, in the open Chengguang Arena, after a strict and tense day, now, my two colleagues and I uphold the principle of fairness and justice, after careful and careful discussion and deliberation, we have selected today's winner, he will represent the sword country to the sword sacrifice ceremony, and I also hope that this swordsmith can have more extraordinary achievements." ”

He raised his hands and made an upward gesture, "He's - Emiya!" and his [Leaping Sword]! ”

The entire auditorium was boiling.

"Emiya!"

"It's the Emiya!"

"I already guessed it was him!"

"It's so powerful, it's worthy of the man that Ken Rin Sakura has a crush on."

“…… Where is this messy comment? ”

……

Xu Yiwen wanted to invite Wei Gong over, but as far as his eyes could see, he couldn't find the figure of Wei Gong in the audience.

Wei Gong was very embarrassed to hide in Zhao Mofeng's body, and took advantage of this chaotic moment to quickly sneak in and out of the passage.

Approaching darkness, he looked up at His Majesty, the scrawny monarch on the throne.

At this time, the mad king was holding the back of his chair with one hand, standing in the wind, his white curls blown to one side by the wind, and the setting sun stretched his shadow to the ground, vaguely still in the spirit of his youth.

The other party lowered his eyes slightly, just in time to meet the gaze of Wei Gong, who had obviously collapsed, but his deep-set eyes shimmered like two extremely bright night gems.

This damn old man, filthy Monarch.

Emiya chuckled in his heart.