Lin Beichen glanced at Little Lori Bai Yanyun.

The latter immediately jumped out, presented his light blue two-handed greatsword, and said, "I'll come first, I'll come first, this fairy will name it...... The Great Sword. ”

Fan Zuoang's expression was dumbfounded.

After a little silence, everyone around them burst into laughter.

The Great Sword?

What the hell is this name?

But Bai Yanyun had obviously been brainwashed by Lin Beichen, and he was very satisfied with this name, holding his neck as curvy as a little swan, and said loudly: "What are you laughing at? My sword, I can call it whatever I want, this name is very good...... Hum. ”

Lin Beichen lowered his head.

Little Lori, who is not deeply involved in the world, I hope you will not regret it when you know the three words of great health care in the future.

After all, Fan Zuang is a sword-casting master who has seen the world, so he restrained his mood, smiled slightly, and used the technique of [Endowing Sword Spirit] to imprint the name of the big sword.

Soon it was done.

The three words of the big sword flashed on the pale blue two-handed sword.

Bai Yanyun held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and poured his own Xuan Qi into the big sword.

Buzz!

In the body of the sword, there was a slight vibration sound.

"Huh?"

In the depths of Fan Zuang's eyes, a hint of surprise flashed.

With the injection of Bai Yanyun's Xuan Qi, the big sword actually flashed blue and yellow, and the light flame flowed uncertainly, and a sound of sword roaring came from the big sword.

The faces of the people around him changed greatly.

"Eighty percent fit?"

Van Zung was amazed.

This value is higher than Cao Potian's Sky Slashing Sword before.

A hint of gloom flashed on Cao Potian's face.

"Xiaoyougui's surname, which big city are you from?"

Among the elders, a middle-aged woman with a tall and thin figure and a slightly pale complexion, her figure flashed, like a phantom, directly from her seat, and came to Bai Yanyun's face, her eyes flashed, staring at the tsundere little Lori, as if she had seen some rare baby.

Lin Beichen recognized that this middle-aged woman was the one who had presented the big sword on the square stone table before.

She is the creator of this sword.

"Her name is Bai Yanyun, a first-year student of the Third Academy of Cloud Dream City. ”

Chu Zhen stood up on the banquet seat, replied on his behalf, and then said, "President Lu, is there anything wrong?"

The middle-aged woman named President Lu said: "Oh, it's okay, but I didn't expect to meet a junior who can awaken my sword to such an extent and be able to fit it so well, hehe, it's a good seedling, Director Chu, when the sword test appointment is over, I want to go to the third academy to visit, I don't know if it's convenient?"

Several thoughts flashed in Chu Chen's heart, and he said with a smile on his face: "Of course, you are the president of the Hai'an Leader of the Dignified Thousand Miles Chamber of Commerce, and your status is noble, and you can visit my third academy. ”

"Thank you so much. ”

The middle-aged woman returned to her banquet seat.

Bai Yanyun woke up the long sword, as if she had obtained a beloved toy, she couldn't put it down, and raised the big sword bigger than her body above her head with both hands, and staggered back to her seat.

"It's your turn. ”

She said to Lin Beichen.

The latter held the big silver sword with a spark in his right hand, a silver sword in his left hand, and a small silver sword pinned to his waist, came to Fan Zung's side, bowed his hand, and said, "Trouble Master Fan, my sword is called ...... Virtue bar. ”

"Virtue?"

Fan Zuang was stunned.

What is the name.

"Cut, it doesn't sound good at all. Bai Yanyun was in his seat and complained in disappointment: "How good is it to call it a big silver sword, hey, no, obscene...... However, it is also very in line with the identity and reputation of the big pervert, alas, what kind of virtue is it, this big pervert doesn't weigh himself, he is full of virtue, where is virtue?"

"A kendo master once said that the more a person lacks something, the more he likes to show off," Cao Potian said at the right time, "It seems that you also know that you have no virtue, so you will give the sword such a nondescript name." ”

"Phew. You know an egg. ”

Lin Beichen went back and said, "I am a civilized person, and I have always liked to convince people with virtue. ”

Bai Yanyun was stunned.

The people around were also stunned.

Fan Zuang said with a smile: "So your so-called subduing people with virtue is to use this sword to cut others down?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Lin Beichen asked rhetorically as a matter of course.

The corners of Fan Ang's mouth twitched slightly.

He has given names to many swords, but it is the first time he has seen such a strange name and such a strange owner.

Without asking too much, this young swordsmith master, using the technique of [Sword Spirit], began to give names.

Meanwhile.

Bai Haiqin didn't know what he had thought, and in the depths of his seemingly indifferent eyes, a trace of indescribable essence disappeared in a flash.

Ding Sanshi, who was sitting on the opposite side, also remembered something, and the corners of his mouth slowly outlined a vague arc, and scolded in his heart: This little bastard.

At this moment, Fan Zuo Ang in the field suddenly let out an exclamation.

Everyone heard the sound and looked.

I saw that the forehead of this young swordsmith was actually covered with a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat, and his whole body was surging with strong Xuan Qi fluctuations, and the index finger of his right hand was like a red-hot iron lead, blooming with orange-red scorching light, and it was moving slowly on the sword body of the Great Silver Sword with great difficulty.

A simple word 'de' was written for the second time at this time.

"How so?"

His heart set off turbulent waves.

At the beginning, when his master Master Fan taught the art of [Endowing Sword Spirit], he once said a secret: when the will of the swordsman inherits the will of heaven and earth, when the name of the sword is connected with the supreme way, the name of the sword will encounter great obstacles.

Could it be that this young man in Yunmeng City, a German character, actually attracted the spirit of heaven and earth?

Countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and he raised his head and shouted to Lin Beichen: "Cooperate with me." ”

"Huh?" Lin Beichen was a little confused: "How to cooperate?"

Others don't need to cooperate, why do you have to be special when you come to me?

Don't.

I just want to keep it low.

"Hold the sword and infuse it with Xuan Qi. Fan Zung snapped.

Lin Beichen had no choice but to reach out and hold the hilt of the big silver sword, injecting his own Xuan Qi into the sword body.

This level of sword is specially created, and the Xuanwen formation contained in it is certain, compared with the popular standard road goods boutique blue bird sword in the city, the guiding Xuanqi is much higher, and the Xuanqi injection is very smooth, and soon the Xuanwen formation within the sword body is urged, and the silver light that is as bright as the moon blooms.

And it was at this moment that Fan Zuo Ang only felt that his fingers fell on the pen, and suddenly it became extremely smooth.

Finger Striker Movement.

One stroke at a time, it was imprinted on the sword.

It was at this time that something happened that no one expected.

Boom!

With Lin Beichen as the center, within a radius of thirty meters, everyone's swords suddenly vibrated and made a clanging sound, as if they were struggling to break free from the scabbard and shoot towards the big silver sword that was about to complete the sword name.