"Brother Chen, why don't we go and play with the sword, what if we can pick a good one?" Liang Yufeng proposed on the side.

"It's fine." Jin Chen hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The two of them walked under the stone tower, wrapped in that layer of bubbles, and the sword qi around them would not hurt them in the slightest.

The sword tower is divided into seven floors from the bottom up, and from the bottom to the top, the quality of the blade gradually improves.

The first and lowest layer of blades is not of high quality, at best it is a better mortal iron, without spirituality, and it is not of much help to the supernatural.

From the second layer onwards, the quality of the blade is much higher, and the blades of this layer begin to have spirituality, and they will choose the right master by themselves, and the students who choose the sword will not be able to pull it out of the stone wall if they cannot get the approval of the blade.

Most people who enter the sword pool for the first time will choose to choose blades in this layer, and the success rate will be relatively high.

Jin Chen and Liang Yufeng also walked to this floor and stopped, Jin Chen looked around, and he didn't care about holding the hilt of a dragon's head and trying to pull it out.

Unexpectedly, a backlash suddenly came from that sword, and it instantly bounced his hand away.

"I'll go, so wicked?" Jin Chen shook his wrist that was a little sore, and said to Liang Yufeng: "I won't pick it, you can pick it." ”

He wasn't an ambitious person in the first place, and his major was earth-based, so even if he picked up a sword, it wouldn't help him much.

And Liang Yufeng is different from him, Liang Yufeng was also recruited into the Qingtian Club because of his outstanding talent, although the past two years have been a bit wasted, but the arrogance and winning spirit in his heart are still there.

Hearing Jin Chen say this, he nodded and looked around without saying a word.

Looking at Liang Yufeng's appearance, Jin Chen thought that he would try his luck here, but he didn't expect him to look down and think for a while, and then continue to walk up the floor.

The quality of the blades of the third layer is higher, these blades have been carefully refined by the previous master, and after a long time, they have begun to have spiritual sense, and it is generally impossible for people who do not have talent in metallic spell abilities to be recognized by the blades of this layer!

Liang Yufeng began to pick swords in this layer, but unfortunately the blades in this layer were very "arrogant", Liang Yufeng used the strength to eat milk, and pulled out more than a dozen in a row, not only did none of them succeed, but they were so rushed by the fierce sword qi that they sat down to the ground twice.

This sentence obviously stimulated Liang Yufeng, who also seemed to be ruthless, holding a sword hilt on the stone wall with both hands, screaming, and struggling to pull it out.

I don't know if it's sincerity or luck, this time there was a "poof", and he really pulled out the sword from the stone wall.

The sword writhed uneasily in his hand, as if he wanted to break free, and Liang Yufeng knew that this was a critical moment, so he gritted his teeth and did not let go.

It took a full two or three minutes for the sword to stop struggling, and it seemed to resign itself to its fate.

Liang Yufeng breathed a long sigh of relief, and raised the sword to his eyes to observe, only to see that the sword was about three feet long, and the cold light was shining, and it made a buzzing sword sound in his hand, which seemed to be of good quality.

"Awesome!" Jin Chen shouted loudly, his voice was very loud, it seemed that he was specifically called for Fang Yu to hear.

And Liang Yufeng also held the sword in his hand, looked left and right, and showed a hint of pride on his face.

Sword picking is not an easy task, in the records of Shushan Academy in the past three years, the students who came to Sword Pool to pick swords and succeeded, can be counted on one hand.

And Liang Yufeng is obviously not a metallic ability, but he can pick up a sword in the third layer of the sword pool, which is enough to show that he does have extraordinary talent.

The two of them held the sword and walked to Fang Yu leisurely, watching Fang Yu bleed in the sword qi tornado in the sky, while showing off the flying sword in his hand as if he was shaking left and right.

"Brother Chen, they all say that it is difficult to pick swords in the sword pool, why don't I think so?"

"Needless to say, it's your talent!"

"But people in the direction of a certain metal ability don't seem to have picked up a sword."

"Hehe, under the fame, there are actually a lot of difficult things!"

"That's right, but I'm not a metal-based powerhouse, so it's useless to ask for this flying sword." While speaking, Liang Yufeng handed the sword in his hand to Fang Yu: "Do you want to sell it to you?" ”

"Hey, that's your fault." Jin Chen pulled Liang Yufeng: "Everyone is a classmate, how hurtful and angry is it to sell him?" ”

Then he changed his words: "Besides, he can't afford it!" ”

The two erupted into laughter together.

Half an hour passed between speaking, and this round of sword qi tornadoes passed again, Fang Yu stuffed two restorative pills into his mouth, and then stood up.

At this moment, he was drenched in blood and looked a little embarrassed, but if Jin Chen and Liang Yufeng could come here earlier, they would definitely be surprised.

Because the wounds on Fang Yu's body now were more than twice as small as when he first suffered the sword qi tornado!

This means that he has made great progress in hooking up sword qi, so his injuries are getting shallower and shallower.

"Is it necessary to be proud of a sword?" Fang Yu glanced at Liang Yufeng: "Besides, your sword, I think it's also very ordinary!" ”

"Ordinary? What a big breath! Liang Yufeng sneered: "I want to remind you that this sword of mine was mined on the third layer of the Sword Tower. ”

"So what?"

"Listen to you, can you pick up a better flying sword than mine?"

"That's for sure!"

"Well, since you say that, I'd like to see it." Liang Yufeng said unconvinced.

However, before he could finish speaking, the surface of the bubble on his body suddenly trembled, which was a sign that the bubble was about to burst.

This bubble was to protect him and Jin Chen from coming down to pick the sword, and now that he had picked the sword, the bubble naturally could not exist indefinitely.

And once the bubble bursts, Jin Chen and Liang Yufeng will also be exposed to the sword qi tornado inside the sword pool, enjoying the same treatment as Fang Yu's sword qi cutting through the skin.

Naturally, the two did not want to suffer this sin.

Listening to Liang Yufeng's voice, he said: "You are still in the process of being punished, and I won't bully you, as long as you can pick up a flying sword that surpasses me when you leave the sword pool, even if you win!" ”

"Okay." Fang Yu replied without thinking about it.

To be honest, if Liang Yufeng wanted to compare with him, he might not be so confident, but compared to the sword......

With the blood veins in his body, Fang Yu couldn't think of a reason why he would lose.

And Jin Chen also added later: "There are still two days before you are punished for facing the wall of the sword pool, and two days later, Liang Yufeng and I will wait for you outside the sword pool to see if you can really succeed in picking the sword." ”

"No problem."

"Then we'll see you then!"

After saying that, the feet of the two seemed to have infinite buoyancy, and the two transparent bubbles slowly floated up with them and left the dark grotto.