Walking through this cultivation ground, the person in charge took a tour of a small part of the outer pavilion and saw a few places that were not considered secret.

Along the way, even if the places visited were inconspicuous, no assessor dared to make remarks, for fear that a mistake would expose his short-sightedness.

After a round of visiting, the person in charge arranged 500 people in a hall, one group per person, and only rested for half an hour, after which the first round of assessment would begin.

Liu Weixi was surrounded by a group of people in the middle, and the stars held the moon.

Zhang Tian was naturally uncared for, and even everyone wanted to stay away from him, and he himself was happy to sit in the most remote corner of the hall.

It's just that I didn't expect that someone took the initiative to come over, a beautiful female sword cultivator, who looked like she was only sixteen years old, her appearance was as beautiful as a spring breeze, with a sense of warmth, she held a sword that was much thinner than an ordinary sword, and looked Zhang Tian up and down for a while.

"You are Zhang Tian?" She was the first to speak.

Zhang Tian was shocked, does anyone else know him?

Before he could speak, a few people next to him came over and surrounded the two of them at once.

"Mo Shang girl, this person is a begging for food, don't talk to him!"

"That is, what is the identity of the girl on the Mo? Born from the strongest kendo family in the Western Regions, he is the best talent of this generation, and he has already completed the integration of human swords at a young age. ”

"Stinky food, I advise you to stay here less, so as not to obstruct the eyes of the girl on the Moshang!"

The female sword cultivator glanced at those people with some meaning, and then said to Zhang Tian with a smile: "My name is Mo Shangyuan, I have been looking up for a long time." ”

Several people around him were stunned, and when they looked at Zhang Tian again, they wanted to kill him.

How could a stinky beggar-like scum provoke Mo Shangyuan to take the initiative to approach?

This kid can't be a demon!

How could He De let Mo Shangyuan say a sentence of 'long admiration'?!

Zhang Tian blurted out: "Yes, how long have you been looking up?" ”

Click!

Hearing this, all the people around turned their heads to look over, and their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.

Mo Shangyuan herself was shocked, standing in place dumbfounded, unable to answer a word.

Zhang Tian had already turned his head at this time, closed his eyes, and began to wait quietly for the assessment to begin.

Mo Shangyuan didn't know how she left, she only knew that the whole person was stupid for a few seconds, wouldn't a normal person be able to guess one or two when she heard her name and saw her appearance?

Mo Shangqing, Mo Shangyuan, this is obviously a sister!

How strange is Zhang Tian's brain circuit, he didn't see it at all, and he didn't even have the heart to talk a few words, and he came to a divine reply and sent people back?

Mo Shangyuan was already stunned, and she only felt that her sister had specially explained to her that this person who was favored by the young pavilion master was very difficult to get along with!

After this episode, the rest of the people hated Zhang Tian even more, and even extremely disgusted.

There are very few female cultivators, not to mention the number of female sword cultivators among them, which are simply rare and precious at the protection level!

Like Mo Shangyuan, who has a first-class talent and family background, plus he is amazingly beautiful, which makes people even more flocking.

Zhang Tian ignored it, and blocked people once, and he couldn't wait to tear Zhang Tian up on the spot!

Liu Weixi frowned slightly, he hated this kind of strangeness!

Zhang Tian blocked all kinds of eyes and talks around him, closed his eyes and waited quietly for half an hour, until the voice of the person in charge of the assessment sounded again.

"When the time for pranayama is up, the assessment is about to begin, and it is in the same place."

As soon as these words came out, the examiners were extremely surprised, and they looked at the group under them one by one, wondering how a group of people could be assessed.

The voice of the person in charge of the assessment sounded again: "In the first round, the talent of kendo will be assessed." From now on, sit cross-legged on the tuanpu under each of you, enter your own cultivation state, and release the self-kendo that you have comprehended so far. ”

It's incomprehensible.

Someone asked on the spot: "Cultivation taboos are noisy and messy, how can so many people enter the state?" What's more, isn't there such a thing as the kendo realm that should only be embodied when there is no one in the air? ”

The person in charge looked at him with a sneer: "Then please go out, the Phantom Sword Pavilion does not accept giant babies!" ”

The person who asked the question was very angry, and Huo Ran got up: "I'm a kendo family from the Southern Regions, not to mention providing a cup of tea and a resting place for people who come from afar, and driving people away directly before the assessment starts, you are indeed the strongest kendo sect in the Shentian Domain, but you are a bit of a bully, right?" ”

The person in charge smiled even colder: "Asking for so much, where is this cultivation, I'm afraid it's the pathological incompetence of a group of rich children!" ”

This was said unceremoniously, and he didn't even give the man time to react, and continued to say sharply: "Haven't you studied history? The origin of the monks is to be forced by the fierce beasts on the earth, in order to survive, to be strong, and to continue! ”

"Now the prosperity of human civilization is the accumulation of generations of ancestors, but you enjoy it extravagantly, completely forgetting that you are a monk to fight!"

"On the battlefield, who will give you the time and conditions to let you slowly enter the state?"

After that, the person in charge immediately waved his sleeves, and a hurricane rose and swept the person out directly!

Immediately, a few sword cultivators ran out and drove the man down the mountain, not giving him any chance at all.

Suddenly, no one in the entire hall dared to have an opinion, and all of them sat honestly on the group, waiting for the assessment to begin.

The person in charge cleared his throat and said with a cold face: "Time is limited, only a stick of incense, give full play to your strongest sword momentum, don't be delusional to hide anything, the assessment is a point system." ”

The words fell, and an order was given: "Begin!" ”

The incense burned, everyone closed their eyes, and the pan pus instantly emitted a pillar of light like a barrier, separating everyone, even isolating the sound.

At this time, everyone realized that there was actually an independent space, but it was very small, limited to this side of Tuanpu.

It's just that the person in charge doesn't want to mention this detail at all, just like the admissions standards of the Phantom Sword Pavilion, which are very strict, not only for talent, but also for personality and mentality.

The assessors sitting on the Tuanpu did their best to release their strongest sword intent one by one.

Several people in charge observed and recorded in different directions.

"Yes, several people are swords in one!"

"This session is really strong, and there are no less than ten people who have entered the state of human and sword integration in a few seconds!"

"Look here!" Someone was shocked and pointed to the person at the front: "There are people who have entered the sword intent!" ”

"Liu Weixi, the little young master of the Liu family, really lives up to his reputation!"

"In the assessment of previous years, no one has ever been directly clear!"

"Amazing, this kind of talent, you can enter the cabinet in less than a year!"

Several people in charge were amazed, but before they could be amazed, another person in charge shouted excitedly:

"Oh my God! Look at the corner, another sword intent is clear! ”

Suddenly, brushing and brushing, everyone looked at the far corner of the hall, only to see a most inconspicuous place, sitting a young man dressed in rags like a beggar, and the sword light around his body was everywhere, dazzlingly illuminating the corners like the main hall.

Sword intent, clear!

(End of chapter)