There were at least four or five hundred people standing in the field, all of whom were invited by the Divine Sword Waiting Mansion, and they were obviously some masters with extraordinary backgrounds.

The young man beside Ling Jing had a bit of a familiar taste, and when he heard that Ling Jing was here to join in the fun, he immediately shook his face and said happily: "Brother, I don't hide it, in fact, I am here to make up the numbers." The little Hou of the Hou Mansion sent an invitation to my father, and then my father asked me to try my luck alive or dead, and said that this is a good opportunity to glorify my ancestors. ”

Ling Jing smiled slightly, knowing that this kid was afraid that his family background would not be too simple, and said, "That brother Tai has to work hard." ”

When the young man heard this, his face was bitter, and he shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "At my level, I'm afraid that I can't even pass the test given by the Hou Mansion, so what luck will I have." Then he sighed.

"Testing?"

Ling Jing had never heard this news, so his mind changed and he asked, "What test?" To tell you the truth, in fact, Xia Jin Rì has just returned from outside Beijing, and no one has told me about the situation here. ”

The young man showed an expression of understanding on his face, in fact, many of the young men who were standing here today were summoned back from outside by the family's flying pigeon book, so he was not surprised at all by Ling Jing's words.

"This test is actually to see if your martial arts realm has reached the qualifications to pay homage to the relics of the old marquis, if you can't even pass the test, then you can only go home first."

Ling Jing nodded, and after a while, he saw a purple-robed young man walking over with thirty or forty men.

The young man stood still in front of the eight giants, turned around, cleared his throat, and said: "You are all outstanding children of various famous families in the Jingshi, and I have the courage to invite you to come here today, just to join you in the martial arts left by the ancestors of this family. ”

"Little Marquis Gaoyi!"

In the middle of the field, some people shouted, looking excited. Shenjian Hou is famous for his swordsmanship, known as the first master of Beijing more than 100 years ago, and was deeply favored by the emperor, and Ze was used by later generations.

Now there is such an opportunity in front of them, they can see the sword relics left by the Divine Sword Hou, and who is willing to let go of such an opportunity.

Mu Jianfeng smiled slightly, and said: "But before that, I will give you a small test, only after passing this test, can you continue to stay here with me to comprehend the swordsmanship left by the ancestor." ”

Most of the people in the audience obviously knew the news for a long time, and they didn't show any surprise at this time, only a few people were a little surprised.

After Mu Jianfeng finished speaking, he waved his hand to the subordinates on the side and said, "Bring things up." ”

Soon, a row of more than a dozen men came forward carrying a huge iron frame, which was about three zhang long and more than one zhang high, and the frame was the thickness of a chéngrén's arm, and seven bronze bells were hung on it, of different sizes.

The first bell was the smallest, only one palm long, and then the six bells grew in size, and the last bell was almost as tall as a man.

"Boom!"

The heavy iron frame was placed in front of Mu Jianfeng, splashing patches of dust.

"Friends, as long as you can ring more than three bronze bells within ten steps away, you will be qualified to stay and participate in the Enlightenment Peerless Studies."

Mu Jianfeng swept over everyone's faces with a smile on his face, only to see that many people's faces suddenly became difficult to look at.

"How is this possible, if you want to ring more than three bronze bells within ten steps, then at least you need to be a first-class master."

Many people have become a little bottomless in their hearts and have begun to retreat.

"Ten steps away" Ling Jing looked thoughtfully at the little marquis of the Sword Houfu, as soon as this test came out, I was afraid that more than half of the people in the field would be directly eliminated.

"If you don't have an internal force of more than 600 points, I'm afraid that even the first bronze bell won't ring."

To ring the bronze bell on the iron frame, it is by no means possible to succeed by relying on the general palm wind sword qi, even if it is the first smallest bronze bell, it seems that the weight is not light, if the internal force is not strong enough, or the move is not smart enough, the strength can not be gathered in one place, then it can only be in vain.

"Okay, then I'll be the first to come!"

Suddenly, a burly master walked out of the crowd on the left, with knotted muscles and a bulging chest, which should be a good hand with extremely strong arms.

"Hey, isn't this the third child of the Chen family, it is said that he was arranged by his family to go to the border army for training two years ago, why did he come back today?"

The third child of the Chen family turned out to be a man in the military, and when he walked ten steps away from the iron frame, his legs suddenly squatted, his body sank, and suddenly his feet were full of energy, and a circle of smoke and dust was shaken.

"Tiger Fist!"

Chen Laosan spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and then closed his mouth tightly to prevent the true qi from leaking out, and blasted out with a punch.

"Brush!"

The fist wind rolled a long line between the iron frame and him, sweeping the smoke and dust on the ground in all directions, and it looked like a gray whirlwind striking the bronze bell.

"Boom!"

The first small bronze bell was struck with great force, and the bell shook and resounded.

The three elders of the Chen family were happy, but they were not happy for long, so they listened to the bell and stopped, and the second bronze bell did not move at all.

"With such skill, you can't even ring the second bronze bell?"

At this moment, not only the third child of the Chen family was stunned, but even many of the children of the family below couldn't help but drop their eyes at this time, this third child of the Chen family made a punch, majestic, only from the perspective of the boxing style, it is obviously not inferior to the first-class master, but it is such a profound skill, and it can only ring the first smallest bronze bell.

"Alright, please the next one."

Mu Jianfeng smiled slightly, and sent someone to invite the third child of the Chen family down, and then saw that the person was taken away from this place.

The second one on the field was a good hand at making a knife, but after going up, Shen Sè was also very unconfident, and he slashed out with a knife, but he only made the first bronze bell shake slightly.

This person went out in embarrassment, which was much worse than the Chen Laosan before, and left with the people of the Hou Mansion.

After that, there were more than 20 people, but only one person rang the second bronze bell, it was a master of the sword, after a sword was stabbed, it screamed again and again, and the sword qi gathered a little, directly through the bell body of the first bronze bell, and hit the second one, but in the end, it only made the third bronze bell shake slightly.

At this time, everyone's faces couldn't help but become more worried.

At this moment, I saw Chen Qi jumping out of the crowd with a proud face, landing lightly in front of the iron frame, bowing to Mu Jianfeng, and said, "Little Hou Ye, let me try it this time." ”

Mu Jianfeng knew that he had a good reputation in Beijing, he was a great master, and he was also a high-level of the Yizi Pavilion, so he immediately replied with a smile and said, "Chen Gongzi, please." ”