"Tang Hao?" Ling Jing's heart moved, looking at the majestic little marquis in front of him, and thought, isn't this the top ten master in the Beijing division that Oxfam mentioned to him at the beginning.

"It turned out to be the little marquis, in Xia Lingjing, and I have admired it for a long time." Ling Jing arched his hand and smiled.

"Haha, Brother Ling's swordsmanship is excellent, if you are free, when the matter here is over, why don't you have a drink together?" Tang Hao chanted the name "Ling Jing" in his heart a few times, but he didn't have any impression at all, but he became more and more curious about this swordsmanship master who suddenly appeared.

"Definitely." Ling Jing knew that this person was a great master, and he also wanted to prove his martial arts skills with him, so he immediately nodded.

After finishing speaking, Ling Jing retreated to the side of the person who had successfully passed the test, leaving only Tang Hao standing in front of the big iron frame with one shot.

"Tang Hao is going to get ready to do it, the Tang family's overlord gun is known as the first shot in Beijing, don't miss a good opportunity to observe."

"It is said that the little marquis's marksmanship has the seven or eight points of fire of the old marquis, and it should be easy to ring five or six bronze bells, but I don't know if seven can be successful at the same time."

Tang Hao turned a deaf ear to the discussions of others, his eyes were just looking at the row of bronze bells in front of him, holding the gun in one hand, the tip of the gun was slightly tilted, and he was majestic.

"The Raging Dragon raises its head!"

With a sound of "brush", Tang Hao's right wrist turned, a little cold light flashed on the tip of the gun, and he pointed up obliquely, with the sound of a roar, and stabbed forward.

"Boom!"

The first bell shook violently, swinging up and down, as if it were about to break off its chains and fly out.

The remaining six bronze bells were also sounded one after another, until the last big bronze bell more than one person high was struck with a loud "dang", and everyone was awakened.

"Seven rings, seven rings again!"

Mu Jianfeng sighed silently, he didn't expect that this bronze bell, which had been placed in the family for more than a hundred years, had been hit by someone for seven rings twice in a row.

"Is it really the Mu family's talent that has withered?" Mu Jianfeng felt extremely bitter in his heart, looked at the majestic silver-speared young man, and then looked at the sword-holding young man standing lightly on the other side, and sighed silently.

"Tang Haogongzi rang seven bronze bells with one shot, and obtained the qualification to participate in the martial arts of the Divine Sword, please wait for a while."

"It's amazing, this Tang family overlord gun is really powerful, and the little marquis's marksmanship is as good as the old marquis."

"That's right, I think there is a good show at this year's Yinghua banquet, Tang Gongzi and Yi Xiaolou have always been wrong, this time it can't be said to be another dragon fight."

"Don't forget the previous prince who wielded the sword, I said that this year's Yinghua banquet will definitely be much more colorful than previous years, but it's a pity that I am not qualified to get the invitation of the princess."

"No, junior brother is here with an invitation to the Yinghua banquet, and you can read it then. Ha ha. ”

There was a lot of discussion below, but Tang Hao turned his head at this time, hung down with a shot on his arm, glanced at Chen Qi lightly, and said, "Do you see it clearly?" This is the gap, don't always think that you are a character, in addition to the name of Yi Xiaolou's junior brother worth mentioning, what else is worthy of praise? ”

With a disdain, he swept lightly, and actually fell towards Ling Jing's side.

"Tang Hao!" Chen Qi gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Hao, his eyes were full of murderous intent and he felt that everyone around him couldn't help but have a trace of disdain in their eyes, this time he was really embarrassed and thrown home.

"This revenge is not a gentleman, you wait for me!"

"Ling Gongzi, I see that you are a little unlucky, but you have just returned to Beijing from other places?" After Tang Hao arrived at Ling Jing's side, he put away his weapon and said with a smile.

There were still one or two hundred people waiting for the test, and after Mu Jianfeng was stunned, he began to preside over the following matters again.

Ling Jing said with a smile: "I'm not from Kyoto, so it's not surprising that the little marquis doesn't know me." ”

"I see." Tang Hao nodded, looked at the eight tall and straight unknown objects in the field, and muttered, "Young Master Ling, what do you think it will be in there?" ”

Ling Jing's heart moved, in fact, he had scanned those eight objects early in the morning, but the black cloth didn't know what kind of material it was, and he couldn't even see the situation inside the system, so he immediately said: "It's hard to say, these things are the relics of the first master of the Jingshi Divine Sword Hou more than a hundred years ago, but I am afraid that there are a lot of mysteries." ”

Tang Hao laughed and said, "We'll naturally know later, just wait." ”

The two chatted on the side, and slowly talked about martial arts, but the conversation was quite speculative.

On the other side, the children of the wealthy families went up to test one after another, but few people were able to ring the third bronze bell, and at this time, suddenly an elegant-looking young man in a Confucian shirt walked up.

"Little Hou Ye, the student is polite." After the young man stepped forward, he bowed slightly to Mu Jianfeng, behaved decently, and had an extraordinary temperament.

"It turned out to be the son of the Xu scholar's family, please!" Mu Jianfeng returned the salute with a smile.

"This person is Xu Jun of the Jingshi Xu University Scholar's family, it is said that the article is very well written, and he has been praised by the current saint, but I don't know how his martial arts are." Tang Hao explained to Ling Jing.

Ling Jing nodded, looked at Xu Jun, and saw that this person was calm, and the divine light in his eyes was restrained, he should not be a mediocre hand.

Xu Jun stood ten steps in front of the iron frame, and with a flick of his right hand, a one-foot-long iron pen fell out of his sleeve, the body of which was as black as ink, and lines of small characters were engraved on it.

"Shocking brushwork, pen falling storm!"

Xu Jun waved his right hand, his left hand behind him, and began to write out of thin air.

His movements were chic with a trace of Confucianism's unique solemnity and solemnity, his right hand waved continuously, silver hooks and iron paintings, and his energy was born out of thin air, and five large characters composed of true qi in a row slammed into the bronze bell.

"The pen falls into a storm!"

Five True Qi characters struck the bronze bell continuously, and almost instantly, everyone heard the bell.

"Knock knock knock!"

The bell rings five times in a row! The first five bronze bells are all shaking from side to side, and the amplitude is not small, obviously Xu Jun rings the five bronze bells absolutely without a little moisture.

"Five rings! What the hell is going on today, how come the masters of the Jingshi are popping up one by one. ”

"Yes, isn't this Xu Jun just a rumor, why is his martial arts so high?"

The following really fell out of his eyes, and he was shocked by Xu Jun's clever penmanship and martial arts, and he had nothing to say at all.

"This" Mu Jianfeng is really a little crying without tears, this seemingly powerless bachelor can actually ring five bronze bells with one stroke, is this intentionally to humiliate their Mu family.

"Ahem, Xu Gongzi, please here." Mu Jianfeng adjusted his mood and stretched out his hand to Xu Jun.

Xu Jun returned the salute and walked to the other side.

The rest of the people tested for about half an hour, but in the end, only thirty or forty people passed the test, and the remaining four hundred or so were all eliminated.

The eliminated people have their own people from the Divine Sword Candidate Mansion to entertain in the village, but Mu Jianfeng smiled at everyone here, and said: "The rest of you are all young talents who are qualified to participate in the Divine Sword Candidate Martial Arts, and I won't say much nonsense here." Someone comes, lift the curtain. ”

Eight people stepped forward to tear off the black cloth on the eight giants in the field, and under the light, everyone finally saw what was inside.

"It's a stone stele!"

The blue light flashed in Ling Jing's eyes, and almost instantly, he scanned the eight giant stone tablets into his eyes from different angles.

The eight-sided stone tablets were arranged in order according to the direction of the eight trigrams, facing each of the eight stone faces in the field that seemed to be messy, but the more he looked at them, the more he felt the mysterious sword marks, Ling Jing just glanced at it, and felt a little dizzy.

"What a weird thing!"

"Friends, now you can go to the middle of the eight-sided "Wordless Sword Tablet" to enjoy your enjoyment, but the time is limited to today. Mu Jianfeng smiled slightly, turned around, and landed in the open space in the middle of the stone tablet first, his eyes swept over the eight stone tablets one by one.

Although he has long looked at the things on this stone tablet many times, it is also a rare opportunity to comprehend it with everyone, and maybe he can comprehend something with the help of others.

"Ling Gongzi, let's go up too." Tang Hao looked at one of the stone tablets facing him, a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes, and he reminded Ling Jing before jumping into the middle of the field.

The remaining 30 people also jumped in one after another.

At this time, Ling Jing walked slowly and methodically towards the empty field surrounded by eight stone tablets, standing in the field, and saw that there were three or four people under each stone tablet who stopped to observe alone, and in the large open space, there were several masters who stood alone with their eyes swaying, and they swept several stone tablets in a row, and Chen Qi was one of them.

He didn't care what the others did, he raised his eyes to look at the huge stone tablet in the northeast direction, and saw that there were eight sword marks left on the stone tablet, each sword mark was of different length, different depths, and it looked a little messy, and even if it was within a sword mark, the depth carved into the stone tablet was somewhat different.

"Let's see what the difference is between the sword marks on the eight-sided stone tablet."

Ling Jing immediately turned on the recording function of the system, and where his eyes swept, the sword marks on the eight stone tablets were all scanned into his mind one by one and stored.

From time to time, his face showed a thoughtful sè, only to see that the sword marks on the eight stone tablets were all different, if each sword mark was taken out separately and deduced backwards, it could restore the original sword technique to three or four points.

"No, if it's so simple, why hasn't anyone in the Divine Sword Hou Mansion practiced the sword technique of the Divine Sword Candidate for more than a hundred years?"

Ling Jing felt that something was wrong, and finished deducing the sixty-four sword techniques on the eight-sided stone tablet one by one, and at this time, he couldn't help but connect them one by one in his mind.

"The sixty-four swordsmanship is engraved on the eight-sided stone tablet, and it is listed in the direction of the eight trigrams, is it a sword move created according to the Fuxi gossip? In this way, this is the Eight Ways Sword Technique! ”

Ling Jing's eyes suddenly had a restrained light, his body was motionless, as if he had fallen into a demon, and he practiced the eight-way sword techniques on the stone tablet in the south one by one in his mind.