There are thousands of disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect, but there is only one Mr. Six and one Mr. Su, which is not an ordinary monk with more porridge and less porridge.

Every day, those who wait in line for Mr. Shangliu can wind a few hundred meters, and some people continue to line up after failing to challenge, so that the queue only increases.

After all, the results of the sixth school are related to their promotion, and no one dares to take it lightly.

As a last resort, Su Yuxuan ordered that each person should only have one chance to challenge every day.

Opportunities are precious, so everyone consciously burns incense and bathes before the war to adjust their spirits.

However, this is not a cure.

Su Yuxuan was already planning to challenge the Sword Sharpening Hall four hundred miles away, a gang with so-so strength, but they numbered as many as 3,000.

After the annexation of the Sword Hall, even if the number is limited every day, it will not be able to come in turn.

So, Xi Tong gave Long Yang a chance to mend his ways.

In the fairy sword world, Long Yang suddenly got a system prompt: Your sword boy has arrived, please check.

Sword Boy?

Long Yang looked confused, what is it?

After receiving the item, it was found to be a palm-sized doll...... Oh no, palm-sized dolls.

How do I sign for it?

Under the prompting of the system, Long Yang bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the doll's mouth, and immediately, a feeling of blood connection came to his heart.

On the planet Terra, Xi Tong dripped the blood sent by the system on the humanoid emperor tool that had just been made, completed the binding of the master, and then sent this humanoid emperor tool to the Shilipo Sword Sect.

On the other side, the system explained the use of dolls to Long Yang.

"Just sink your mind into it and you'll be transported to another world where you'll hone your skills by fighting different enemies!"

Long Yang did as he was told, and his spirit suddenly fell into a trance, and in the next moment, the surrounding light shone brightly.

"This ......"

Looking at his hands and touching the weapon on his waist, Long Yang's heart had three major questions about life.

At this time, a young man wearing a practice uniform appeared on the opposite side, he held the long sword upside down in both hands, gave a salute to Long Yang, and then put on a posture.

In order to solve the problem of more wolves and less meat, Shimen has added a new battle puppet, and only disciples who have reached level 5 in the sixth school are eligible to challenge.

However, Mr. Long's challenge is limited, and there are only two hours of challenge time every day.

"Please Mr. Long for more advice!"

Long Yang, who was still in a state of confusion, suddenly came to his senses - he knew me? He even knows me?

I just wanted to speak, but I found that I didn't have a mouth.

Yes, this doll doesn't have a mouth!

How do you use a doll without a mouth?

At this time, the opposite side raised his hand and shook it, and the nine sword flowers bloomed instantly, and Long Yang's heart froze, and he instantly entered a fighting state.

In the previous sword casting workshop, Fu Xi awakened some of Longyang's memories of his previous life, although it was not much, but this was like a seed, which could sprout, grow, and grow at any time.

And the nourishment that watered this seed was fighting, constantly fighting, endless fighting!

This disciple is very strong, and the sixth school has reached the 5th level, which is equivalent to defeating the 634 with 25% of the computing power, and can be called the elite of the sect.

At the beginning, he was still able to take the advantage, and once pressed Mr. Long to fight, forcing him to retreat.

At that time, he couldn't help but think in his heart: This Mr. Long's real dish is much simpler than Mr. Six.

However, with Long Yang's acceptance and adaptation, he quickly entered a state of selfless combat, and his combat talent was also released.

When the disciple was knocked off the wall by a sword, his last thought was: this puppet will pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

In King Jiang's palace, Long Yang slowly opened his eyes.

The originally clear eyes were blood-colored, and the murderous aura of the essence was like frost around his body.

When the battle was in full swing just now, it was as if a sledgehammer had hammered him out of the doll's body.

At the most critical moment, he was about to kill the other party with a sword, but he retreated in humiliation.

"Damn!"

The system coldly prompted: Please control your anger!

As if a bucket of ice water was pouring down, the blood in Long Yang's eyes quickly receded.

Yes, Hatred!

It is precisely because of the three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance that he cannot surpass himself and break through the shackles, although he is the first god of war in the heavenly realm, but it only stops there, and he cannot go further.

In the first life of reincarnation, a lot of hatred has been eliminated, but there is still no residual poison, and there is a possibility of indulging in killing at any time and unable to extricate himself.

Thinking of this, Long Yang breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you to the Lord God of the system, praise the Lord God of the system!"

Well, this time it's sincere.

Immediately, Long Yang once again condensed his mind into his hands and entered the doll to continue the fight.

Soon, Mr. Long's prestige spread among the Shilipo Sword Sect.

"Did you hear, Senior Brother Split Rain, who is expected to compete for the chief disciple, is the first one to compete for the top disciple, and he confidently went to challenge Mr. Long, but he was beaten and hung on the wall."

Hiss......

"I heard that there were a few senior brothers from the sixth level and level 5 who went to challenge together, and they all failed. It's just that Mr. Long stopped all the points and didn't hurt anyone anymore. ”

Hey???

"You say, is there something wrong with Senior Brother Splitting Rain's appearance? Otherwise, why was he treated differently by Mr. Long? ”

A group of people nodded approvingly.

As a result, "whether Senior Brother Split Rain is handsome or not" has become an unsolved mystery of the Shilipo Sword Sect.

He also became the only unlucky ghost in the sect who was beaten by the battle puppet to vomit blood, break bones, displace internal organs, and hang on the wall and couldn't get down.

The Longyang puppet was a great success.

Compared with 634, who is scheming, good at calculation, and always defends and attacks, Longyang's style of play is more aggressive and wild, like a storm, which is breathless.

Moreover, 634 is even more rigid and unchanging, and in the face of the same move, his reaction will always be the same, and he will never stab twice if he can stab once.

Fighting him is like a reciprocating piston, always just an in, one out.

And Long Yang is more interesting, the posture is more changeable, and the content is richer, you never know how he will make a move in the next second, let alone when he will suddenly burst out and send you away.

And Long Yang also benefited a lot in the process of fighting.

Every opponent is a strong person at the innate level, and everyone's swordsmanship is very exquisite, exquisite, and has the demeanor of a master.

Long Yang is also eager to fight, but there are too few strong people in Jiang Country, and most of Ouyang Jiangang's 800,000 forbidden troops are big soldiers who eat food and get paid, and fighting with them is completely self-inflicted.

Therefore, Long Yang is very grateful to the main god of the system.

The battle puppets casually made by the main god of the system all have master-level swordsmanship, how powerful should the main god of the system be himself? It's a pity that the daily battle time is too short.

Xi Tong received the power of fanatical faith from Long Yang again.

Xi Tong, who was making the humanoid emperor tool, asked casually: "System, what's wrong with Longyang?" Suddenly became so well-behaved. ”

The system was silent for a few seconds, "Master, Long Yang is slandering you." ”

Xi Tong: ......

"Long Yang said that two hours at a time is too short, and he can hold on for seven days and seven nights."