Fan Zuo Ang listened to three strange sword names in a row, and he was a little interested in the young man in front of him who was suspected to be a pure sword species, plus Lin Beichen had cooperated with him to complete the [Fu Sword Spirit] of the German Sword before, which made his cultivation and understanding go to the next level, so he had a very good impression of Lin Beichen.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are so many young swordsmen and young geniuses tonight, and the person he looks at the most pleasing to the eye is Lin Beichen.

Therefore, he hesitated, and under Lin Beichen's confirmation, the word 'Zheng Yi' was engraved on the sword body.

To be honest, at the beginning, Fan Zuang thought it was the word 'justice'.

Lin Beichen held [Zheng Yijian] in his hand and waved it casually.

The sword was glowing and soon fully awakened.

It's still 100% fit.

But this time, Fan Zuo Ang didn't say it.

He was thinking about Lin Beichen to avoid being too shocking and attracting the attention of some people who must have ulterior motives.

"Haha, good, great, I like it very much. ”

Lin Beichen laughed.

The others, seeing this kid so excited, couldn't help but have a lot of speculation in their hearts.

Zheng is a surname, Yi contains the meaning of 'he' and 'she', but it is generally used to describe women, Yi people refer to beautiful women, mostly refer to sweethearts, and some women use the word 'Yi' as a name...... Could it be that the name of this sword is actually the name of Lin Beichen's sweetheart?

Bah!

Sure enough, it's a scumbag pervert.

This kind of solemnity and sacredness, when expressing the swordsman's heart, he even thinks of women.

Shameful.

Lin Beichen dragged the big silver sword in his right hand, the middle silver sword in his left hand, and the small silver sword pinned to his waist, and returned to his seat with satisfaction.

"Alas, I was impulsive just now, I shouldn't have given such a name with emotional sustenance, and now I don't want to sell any of these three swords. ”

Sitting in his seat, Lin Beichen howled with regret in his heart.

Tsundere little Lori Bai Yanyun looked at Lin Beichen with strange eyes, and said in a low voice: "That girl named Zheng Yi, is she very beautiful?"

Burst!

Lin Beichen squirted out a mouthful of tea.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful, there's no more perfect woman in the world. ”

He was serious.

"Hmph. ”

Bai Yanyun raised his snow-white chin and said, "Scumbag." ”

At this time, the great butler of the City Lord's Mansion spoke again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the first round of the sword selection competition has ended, and now I invite Master Fan Zuang to announce the final results. ”

He invited the young swordsmith to the central position.

Under the gaze of all eyes, Fan Zuo Ang smiled slightly and said, "In this round of the game, Lin Beichen won. ”

Although this result seems to have been out of suspense for a long time, but hearing Fan Zuang's announcement, the teenagers and girls still felt a burst of disappointment, and at the same time, they suddenly regarded Lin Beichen as the biggest imaginary enemy in the future.

The entire juvenile sword tasting link is only divided into three steps.

In this first step, Lin Beichen won, which means that he has taken a great weight in the total score.

To be won by such a clear and irrefutable advantage in the first round by a notorious loser is intolerable to arrogant young geniuses.

"Now for the second item. ”

Plough Luoran announced loudly, "Sword comprehension competition." ”

The rules are simple.

A kendo senior known as the 'Old Man of the Sea' placed twenty copies of the swordsmanship and sword book called [Zhushui Sword Technique] that he had carefully created on the square stone table, and the young girls who participated in the competition took one copy each, and there was a time for a stick of incense to participate in the cultivation.

After the enlightenment, the test is conducted on the spot.

During the competition, only the [Zhushui Sword Technique] can be used.

The winner is the winner of this round.

"Zhushui swordsmanship?"

Lin Beichen rubbed his eyebrows with the middle finger of his right hand, and secretly thought in his heart: This old man of the sea will not be the reincarnation of an online novel writer on the earth, listening to his name is an ocean, and the swordsmanship he has studied is actually used to inject water? This is the inertia of writing novels in his previous life to inject water, right?

Suddenly.

The old man on crutches with light green hair and long eyebrows placed twenty confirmed [Zhushui Sword Technique] combat technique secrets, turned around and smiled slightly, and said: "Children, you are the most outstanding teenagers in Fengyun Province, your future journey is the sea of stars, let's start, I hope that this two-star sword technique I created can be carried forward in your hands!"

After speaking, he lit a stick of incense.

Whoosh!

Figures flickered.

Some of the young swordsmen rushed over one after another, seized the time, and each chose a secret book.

Cao Potian smiled slightly, walked over unhurriedly, picked up one of them, and slowly flipped through it.

"Well, yes, calm and composed, with the air of a great swordsman. ”

Old Man Hai nodded and praised.

Bai Yanyun had also grabbed a copy at this time, and when he opened it, there were both images and text annotations in it, which seemed to be extremely detailed and detailed, but after reading carefully, he found that the text was obscure, the pattern was abstract, and the route and frequency of the Xuan Qi were even more ambiguous.

She turned her head like to ask, only to find that at this time, Lin Beichen was still sitting in his position unhurriedly, looking graceful.

"Don't come over yet. ”

She said angrily: "Don't pretend, this sword technique is extremely difficult, be careful to put yourself in." ”

Chu Zhen and Ding Sanshi's eyes also looked at Lin Beichen.

Chu Zhen hopes that no matter what method this kid uses, he can win another game, so that the hope of winning the championship in the end is very great.

And what Ding Sanshi thought was that this little bastard had to fall asleep to cultivate, and at this time, this kind of tense, intense, serious and noisy scene, I don't know if he can fall asleep?

Old Man Hai also looked at Lin Beichen and said with a smile: "Classmate Lin looks confident?"

Lin Beichen made a full appearance, then came to the stone table, picked up a booklet casually, pinched the first page and flipped through the contents of the booklet within three breaths, and then put it back and said, "Okay." ”

The old man was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Dongfang Zhan sneered: "Isn't it that you know that your comprehension is limited, so you use this way of grandstanding to give up directly in disguise?"

"Hehe, this loser is also a little self-aware, the previous sword selection and naming link, in fact, is full of too many uncertainties, luck can account for a lot of factors, so some people can fish in troubled waters, indiscriminately fill the number, but the link of comprehending the sword practice, the test is a real personal ability, choose to give up, it will not be too embarrassing. ”

The red-haired, square-faced boy said bloodily.

"Knowing the difficulty and retreating, the swordsman will not take it. Lin Haitang's eyes were still flipping through the secret strategy, and he said.

Cao Potian closed the book in his hand and said, "Everyone, read and refer to swordsmanship quietly, don't be delayed by a clown like Lin Beichen, who has lost the time and mood for enlightenment." ”

The crowd then withdrew their disdainful gaze and turned their attention back to the book.

Lin Beichen raised his hand and gently stroked his hair, looked up to the sky and looked at the moon, and said with great emotion: "Mu Xiu is in the forest, the wind will destroy it, I, Lin Beichen, am too good, stand out from the crowd, so I am excluded by you stupid mediocrity...... Don't use your poor brain capacity to spend my peerless grace on the side......"

Everyone was speechless.

Bai Yunyun almost threw up.

Old Man Hai showed a hint of displeasure on his face, and said solemnly: "Young man, don't be joking. Even if there is no hope of survival, you should do your best, it is not easy for the old man to create martial arts, you should have a sense of awe for your predecessors. ”

"Hehe, the predecessors misunderstood, I didn't mean to be disrespectful, but used the quantum fluctuation speed reading method, the content of the book, all hit the brain, and I have already comprehended three percent, this game, I won. Lin Beichen said confidently: "If you don't win, I'll broadcast a one-finger Zen handstand on a live broadcast." ”