He could hear that it was the voice of the deputy battalion commander of the one-eyed Longtian.

Everyone on the stage stood up at the first moment and walked to the stage in an orderly manner, with a respectful attitude.

The recruits couldn't help but follow the sound and looked over, only to see three men wearing silver helmets coming together.

An old man is more than sixty years old, with a gray beard but strong spirits, eyes like stars, like a kind grandfather next door, a burly middle-aged, silver blindfold covering his left eye, but not losing his majesty, cooler than Captain America of the Avengers, and a middle-aged man with a beard with a faceless expression.

Among the two middle-aged generals, who are the two middle-aged generals, besides Deputy Battalion Commander He and Deputy Battalion Commander Tian, who are in charge of recruiting new soldiers? The other one must be the commander of the Qitian Battalion stationed at the West Gate.

The surprised and adoring eyes of everyone confirmed his conjecture. I didn't expect the battalion commander to be an old man, which was a little surprising.

"You go on, the three of us walked casually, but we didn't expect to encounter a wonderful duel, haha, it's a hero out of a boy. Seven swords, Shixuan, it seems that the new recruits recruited for the city defense this year are even better than in the past! You have performed well, and you should make the first contribution. The robes and cloaks were all golden-edged Yinkai and silver-helmet elderly generals, and they praised the two deputy battalion commanders beside him.

"Recruit Ling Xingchen, meet the battalion commander, Deputy Battalion Commander He, and Deputy Battalion Commander Tian. Ling Xingchen raised his gun and clenched his fists and bowed.

"See Battalion Commander Ximen, Deputy Battalion Commander He, and Deputy Battalion Commander Tian. "The squad leaders and squadron leaders on the stage have come down, clasped their fists, and saluted respectfully.

"See Battalion Commander Ximen, Deputy Battalion Commander He, and Deputy Battalion Commander Tian. Seeing this, the phalanx of recruits was no different.

"You are Ling Xingchen, Deputy Battalion Commander He and Deputy Battalion Commander Tian praised you to the sky, make a good cash, I hope I won't be disappointed!" The middle-aged man who was the battalion commander looked at Ling Xingchen and smiled.

"It's the kid, Deputy Battalion Commander He and Deputy Battalion Commander Tian praise it, thank you to the battalion commander and the two deputy battalion commanders for their appreciation and love, recruit Ling Xingchen should do his best!" Ling Xingchen clasped his fists and saluted.

In the face of the coercion from the middle and late stages of the battalion commander's martial arts, and the aura of the three superiors, if a gun, like a sword, neither humble nor arrogant, go to stage fright, not flattering, not pretentious, won the praise of the Monkey Sky Battalion commander and the two deputy battalion commanders.

"Yo, what do you mean, are the two deputy battalion commanders lying to me?" Battalion Commander Ximen laughed and glanced at the two deputy battalion commanders beside him.

"Nope. I didn't mean that, I ......" Ling Xingchen pretended to be nervous and explained.

"Haha, don't be nervous, young man. Let's do our best. ”

Captains, Yu Guang looked at Ling Xingchen, he was more jealous, and his eyes were not good. Take a look at each other, and already have an idea.

To be appreciated by the battalion commander and deputy battalion commander in this way, it is necessary to see how strong this young man is.

The battalion commander and the others waved their hands at the old subordinates, then looked at the phalanx of recruits and said with a smile: "No need to be polite. Welcome to join the city defense army, just like Qi Tianying is your own home, don't be polite. Since you are here, you should exercise hard, contribute to the cause of city defense, and contribute to the people of Sword City!

As a warrior, he is not arrogant in victory, not discouraged in defeat, not impatient, neither humble nor arrogant. Warriors, when there are martial arts, otherwise they are just reckless. Go on!"

After the battalion commander Ximen and the two deputy battalion commanders left, Ling Xingchen found that there were many unkind eyes on the stage, and he did not shy away from it at all, and there was no lack of unkind eyes among the recruits, with hostility, war intent, and disdain, but more people's eyes were full of awe.

This is the Strong Effect!

"Squadron Leader, Squad Leader, the white-clothed sword really deserves its reputation, and it is also well-known in Dongcheng, and I want to have a fight with him. I hope your permission will allow you!"

Before Ling Xingchen could return to the team, another recruit rushed out of the phalanx to challenge him.

"That's right. ”

Ling Xingchen stopped and shook his head, a little helpless. Listening to the discussions of the recruits, I realized that this Tengkong turned out to be the second young master of the Teng family, a second-class family in the east of Sword City.

This is a wheel war, will it be a doubles or group fight later?

Li Qinghan and Wu Tonghuai were secretly worried.

Everyone on the stage couldn't help but want to teach Ling Xingchen a lesson, but because of their identity, they could only use other ways.

"The nameless sword in the Lower East City is in the air, please teach the white-clothed sword!"

"Don't dare to be, and look forward to the nameless sword to point out. Ling Xingchen turned around, smiled, and returned the salute with his fists.

He saw the swordsman on the other side, who was not too handsome, but also quite attractive, and his eyes were full of fighting intent. is worthy of being a young master in brocade clothes and jade food, he has nobility and arrogance between his gestures, and at present, the martial arts should not be bad.

"I thought there were few newcomers who could compete with me, but your appearance made me realize that I finally had an opponent. There was a hint of pride in Tengkong's eyes, and he didn't care at all that many people in the recruit phalanx were talking, and some even had disdain in their eyes.

A samurai beginner, what's the big deal, Zhou Wuxing just now, the middle rank of the samurai didn't dare to say this, the result?

"Brother Teng is very confident, and according to my observation, there are no less than two hands in the phalanx who are qualified to be Brother Teng's opponents. My sword has been severed by Captain Wei, and it seems that there are only spears at the training ground today. Ling Xingchen didn't hold it up, his lips outlined a handsome arc.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

How can people in this world be so confident? A little bit of fame in front of their own house, they feel very good, as if they can be invincible in the world.

Is this a failure of education, or is it the erosion of traditional ideas?

Teng turned around and stood still on the high platform, saluted, and said that he and Ling Xingchen had a sword competition, and wanted to borrow the sword, but failed, and after obtaining consent, he went back to the dormitory to get two identical swords, and threw one to Ling Xingchen at random.

Ling Xingchen took the sword and found that it was a delicate long sword, the same length as the Linfeng Sword, and it was one point wider. The head of the sword is a hexagonal snowflake, and the sword grid is three cold plums.

I didn't expect that there were plum blossoms in the other world, and maybe I could get together the four gentlemen in the flowers and the three friends of the old cold! Ling Xingchen lost his mind for a moment, but he recovered in an instant.

"Poof!", the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword body forged by Mithril was like snow and frost like a mirror, the light could be seen, and the cold light was dazzling in the sun, if you accidentally shook your eyes, I am afraid that you will be dazzled for a few seconds.

The moment the long sword was unsheathed, everyone noticed that his temperament had changed dramatically, from a gentle Confucian to a sharp sword, as if there was an invisible edge, there was a young general's momentum, which was stronger than the feeling when he held the gun just now.

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

The plum blossom does not merge with the world, the proud bones of the frost and snow and the wind, and the will of Jianning not bending, indomitable, materialistic and unbreakable, have something in common.

There is no intention to compete for spring, scattered dust, only the fragrance is the same, and it is inverted into the meaning of namelessness.

He found that vacating the sky was also a gentleman, but unfortunately his competitive spirit was too strong, covering up his ordinary heart and losing his nameless intention. Maybe practicing to the end and returning to the basics is in line with the true meaning of the nameless.

"Leaving a fragrance without a name, it is in line with the meaning of namelessness. Ling Xingchen held the long sword in his hand, waved it twice at will, and said, "Good sword, let's call it the nameless sword." ”

"What a nameless, thank you for the name of the white-clothed sword! Oh, I finally met someone who knows the goods, if you defeat me, this sword will be yours, provided that I can challenge you at any time. Tengkong smiled brightly, and in addition to pride in his eyes, there was also a look of appreciation, and then asked, "What if you lose?"

"I dare not say that I am invincible, but today I will win. There is just a lack of a worthy weapon, so you're welcome, and thank Brother Teng for the sword. Ling Xingchen's silver sword was clasped close to his arm, and after the sword salute, the long sword waved, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground and said: "The sword is pointing, invincible, show the sword!"

"Then I'm welcome, Brother Ling will look at the move. The long sword in the air was unsheathed, the sword pointed at Ling Xingchen, and rushed over and said, "My name is nameless."

"The division is nameless, and the clouds are broken!" Ling Xingchen still pointed at the ground with the tip of his sword obliquely and rushed over, judging from the trajectory of the Xuan Qi in the vacated body, the Nameless Sword Technique was a human-level mid-level martial art, which belonged to the same grade as Wei Huang's Primordial Wind Blade.

Although he shouted in his mouth, he responded with basic sword skills.

With the strength of the mid-level and late stage of the martial apprentice, he must have encountered a strong opponent, but it is not enough to see in the air.

The two soldiers touched, the sound of collision, the whistling of the sound of the sword rubbing against the air, was endless. The speed of the two moves was very fast, and they saw two pieces of silver light colliding and intertwining, which was difficult to solve.

The nameless sword was vacant and did not expect that the white-clothed sword really lived up to its reputation, with the realm of the late stage of the middle stage of the martial apprentice, he used the simplest sword skills, and in the face of his own sword skills that he had cultivated since childhood, he was not much inferior, and he was still moving back to the disadvantage little by little, and if he continued like this, he would be able to be equal to himself in less than ten moves.

Unconsciously shocked in his heart, his eyes were more solemn, and he no longer dared to despise Ling Xingchen.

Ling Xingchen found that this Soaring Sword Technique attainment was not low, slightly lower than Xue Ying's realm when he first encountered, and the Nameless Sword was even more perfect, not much weaker than Wei Huang's mastery of the Wind Blade.

The battle is difficult to distinguish, but there is still no intention of changing the primary sword skills, just sharpening the basic sword skills.

Everyone on the stage and the newcomers to the phalanx all found that Ling Xingchen seemed to have never practiced sword skills, and he had always used very simple and common moves, which were even smoother than the previous one, and the charm of being done in one go was natural.

"White-clothed sword, what kind of sword skills are you, using me as a whetstone, looking down on me?" Tengkong finally found the problem, glared at Ling Xingchen, and sharply expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Haha, if Brother Teng can't even break the basic sword technique, how can you force me to use my true skills?" Ling Xingchen smiled, feeling the fierceness of the air attack, and continued: "Take out your strongest strength. ”

If it weren't for the fact that he found that he was empty and had a clear heart, his eyes were clear, and he was a gentleman, such a swordsman was worthy of respect, and he would directly solve the battle with three strikes and five divided by two, where would he talk nonsense.

"I have no name in my heart!"

"I don't mean anything!"

"I read nameless!"

"I'm nameless!"

"I'm nameless!"

Tengkong used all the moves of the Nameless Sword Technique Five Folds over and over again, but he still saw Ling Xingchen going back and forth with the dozen or so basic sword techniques, with different body techniques, but he cracked his own moves one by one.

"Let's end it! Flowing clouds break!" Ling Xingchen's wrist flipped, increasing his strength and Xuanyuan's speed.

The sword in Tengkong's hand seemed to be uncontrollable, and the moment it flew out, the tip of the sword was already less than two centimeters away from Tengkong's throat, and the chill of the tip of the sword made him creepy, and he was cold several times.

"Accept!" Ling Xingchen put away the sword and returned it to its sheath, clasped his fists and saluted and continued: "Brother Teng's nameless sword is perfect, if you can comprehend the nameless true meaning, then it will be perfect, I see that the sword in your hand is called the selfless sword!

Ling Xingchen's last word was abolished from his mouth, and the flying sword was just stuck in the ground.

Ling Xingchen's words made him suddenly, as if he had pushed open a door for him who was deep in the depths of the labyrinth, and went straight to the outside world, there was a trace of brilliance in his eyes, his father said, this is a broken sword technique, but it is the most profound martial art in the family, and few people have practiced it, but unfortunately it has been passed down to the present, and it is also the first five layers left, and no one has cultivated it for a long time, but he has successfully cultivated it.

Teng Chong clenched his fists and bowed, and said sincerely: "Thank you for the guidance of the white-clothed sword!

Such a result stunned all the onlookers, and also made the unkind and evil eyes on the stage more ruthless.

Seeing that Ling Xingchen had a gentleman's style under his sword, he didn't hurt anyone, so many people were eager to try, Ling Xingchen received several challenges, and the weapons he used were also varied, without exception, he won completely!

PS: WiFi is finally restored. Thank you for your support, I will work harder! A heavy rain is late, autumn is coming, I think of the "Long Song Xing", "often afraid of the autumn festival, often afraid of the autumn festival, the yellow leaves of the yellow flower." Hundreds of rivers from the east to the sea, when to return to the west. The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad. "The year of establishment is imminent, adrift, penniless, and the sense of urgency of youth is overwhelming. If the young man doesn't work hard, the boss is sad, I have to work hard. Looking forward to the autumn of next year, I can meet you all in the vertical and horizontal, talk about wine, I will cook tea and make wine!