"Lu Tian!"

"Here!"

This is a burly young man, I saw him come to the high platform, take off his robe, expose the muscles on his arms, and gesture to the female disciples in the audience.

Tianyuan Spirit Master frowned and said, "Lu Tian, this is a sword test, not a catwalk, it's useless to be fancy!"

"Uh...... I'm sorry, Master, I've been training this muscle for more than ten years, I just want to show it, hehe......" Lu Tian scratched his head embarrassedly, walked to the edge of the weapon rack, picked out a dark iron long sword, bowed to everyone, and began to dance.

He has a lot of strength, and he plays the swordsmanship vigorously, which looks very lethal, but it is very different from the swordsmanship he performed before Qu Makeup......

Although it was a few short moves, for the disciples who participated in the trial, the process was very long, and seeing others make mistakes and omissions, they were completely at a loss in their hearts, and they didn't know what it would be like when it was their turn.

On the high platform, the Tianyuan Spirit Master stroked his beard, sighed and said, "Eh, the mistakes and omissions are laid out, and they are useless!"

Among the three old men on the stage, I saw a short and fat old man walking out, he was the head of Kun Palace, and he was dustless.

Wuchenzi looked at Lu Tian's swordsmanship, and slowly spoke: "Well, although the moves are full of mistakes and omissions, it is better than the sword moves, and if you practice well after getting started, these can also be made up, senior brother, if you don't want this person, I Kun Gong can accept it?"

Tian Yuan Ling Master said: "My Qiangong has never accepted people with mediocre qualifications, if the junior brother wants to accept him, feel free!"

The corners of Wuchenzi's mouth twitched, and he seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but in the end he walked up and announced: "Lu Tian, pass the customs and worship under my Kun Palace!"

Wuchenzi is the head of the Kun Palace, except for the master of the Sword Pavilion, it stands to reason that the other four masters should be on an equal footing, but because the Qiangong has produced many talents in recent years, it has a high reputation in the door, and it faintly overwhelms the other three palaces.

Lu Tian was playing with his sword with a worried face at this time, when he suddenly heard the news, he suddenly stopped, and he was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Haha, I passed, I passed...... Hahahaha......"

The Tianyuan Spirit Master glanced at him lightly and said, "Go down, next, Mingtai!"

Mingta, this is a short young man, looking a little shy, I saw him tiptoe up, bow to everyone, and then pick up the long sword and dance, when he swung the sword, his hands and feet were weak, the sword moves were messy, and his body was still shaking, obviously too nervous......

The three masters looked at his swordsmanship and shook their heads one after another, and the Tianyuan Spirit Master said lightly: "Go down, the next one, Nangong Han!"

Ming Tai blushed, put down the long sword, turned his head and ran off the stage, he covered his eyes and cried as he ran.

Everyone in the audience looked at his childish appearance and shook their heads.

The next person to come to the stage was a young man in a green shirt, named Nangong Han, he had clear bones and handsome eyebrows, but there was some anger in his eyes, and he didn't seem to have a very good temper, I saw him walk to the center of the high platform, take a long sword and start wielding it.

His swordsmanship is full of internal strength, retracting and releasing freely, the same as the curved makeup, everyone looked at his swordsmanship, shocked, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in their hearts, so that they would have the opportunity to watch it more.

When Qu makeup danced the sword, Er Fat had been looking at her posture, and she didn't pay attention to her swordsmanship at all, but when she had the opportunity to see it for the second time, she was suddenly excited, and couldn't help asking: 'Brother Ye, this kid dances so well, his swordsmanship is right, right?'

Ye Xuan glanced at it lightly and said, "It is indeed a textbook level, this kid's talent is very high, and his future is limitless......

Erfat said curiously: "So powerful? Brother Ye, how does this kid compare to you?"

Ye Xuan frowned and said, "Are you kidding? There is not just a one-word gap between talent and genius!"

Er Fat said: "Even if it's a talent, that's very good!"

Ye Xuan smiled: "You worship him so much, let's worship him as a brother in private for a while!"

Er Fat puffed out his mouth and said: "Then forget it, I will also say it casually, I know that no matter how awesome people are, they are not as awesome as you." Hehe, just imagine, with this kid, can he cultivate into a fourth-order psychic master within a few days? Can he carry me out of the water prison in Suzhou City? Brave, strategic, and courageous, Brother Ye is my eternal idol!"

"Don't pat yourself on the back, see clearly, it's going to be you in a while!" Ye Xuan didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, and continued to look at the performance on the high platform.

Trying a sword requires not only physical strength, but also memory and reflexes, etc., which are essential for psychic, and the young man in green shirt has almost all achieved full marks. After he finished the dance, the onlookers were full of praise for him.

"This junior brother of Nangong is so talented......"

"The talent is so high, it is comparable to the senior sister back then......"

"Sure enough, it's a hero who came out of a teenager, and it seems that the Hidden Dragon Cave will have one less position in the future......"

Listening to everyone's discussions, the corners of Tianyuan Spirit Master's mouth pulled up a smile, and said, "Two junior brothers, this kid is born with a spiritual root, but he meets my Qiangong's apprentice selection standards, so I'm welcome!"

Wuchenzi hurriedly said, "Wait, Senior Brother, there are a lot of excellent disciples in your Qiangong, let me pick up a cheap one this time, we haven't had disciples above the seventh order in Kun Palace for several years......

The old man next to him who was immortal and windy and had been unknown since the trial, and at this time he was not far behind and walked up, it was the head of the Honggong Palace, known as the "Kukai Ancestor".

Kukai Old Ancestor sighed and said, "Eh, in the past few years, there have been a lot of disciples sent out by your Kun Palace, and the new major general of the Imperial Capital Military Pavilion this year is not your person?

Tian Yuan Spirit Master hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Well, this makes sense, Brother Wuchen, I don't think we should fight, just give Senior Brother Kukai a thin noodle!"

Wuchenzi said with a look of grievance: "Since the senior brother has said so, and the senior brother is so sincere, what else can I say......"

Kukai Old Ancestor saluted the two of them, walked to the center of the stage, and announced to everyone: "Nangong Han, enter the Hong Palace!"

Tian Yuan Spirit Master looked at Wuchenzi, and an elusive smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, in the Sword Pavilion, the two palaces have always been fighting, as long as the other party is not cheap, he can sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai.

"Next, Sun Xiaoxiao!"

Next, the disciples came to the stage one after another to try the sword, and dozens of people passed after a while, among which there were many disciples with good talents, of course, there were even more who were eliminated, and the overall pass rate was less than one-fifth.

Time passed quietly, and the trial was soon coming to an end, with only two people left.

"Jin Er Fat...... Jin Er Fat, which one is out of the ranks!"