The dark green circular pattern quickly expanded outward with Xiong Zhantian as the center, and in just a few seconds, the dark green pattern reached the size of the entire square, and all the students of the Star Spirit Academy who participated in the selection competition were enveloped in it.

"Enlightenment!" Xiong Zhantian roared in a low voice.

Then, the runes in the pattern began to slowly rotate according to a certain trajectory, and majestic spiritual power emanated from the pattern, and a little fluorescent light floated out of it.

The next moment, Ling Chen felt that everything in front of him was beginning to blur and distort. Suddenly, Ling Chen's eyes were black and his feet were empty, and a sense of weightlessness came instantly.

It was as if the flowing time had been frozen at this moment. I don't know how long it took, but a dark green light flickered in the depths of the darkness. The next moment, down-to-earth, the picture in front of you is no longer dark.

The green leaves on the giant trees are gently swaying, the warm sunlight seeps through the gaps in the leaves like flowing water, and the cicadas chirp, the fragrance of flowers, and the singing of birds are very beautiful, faintly revealing a hint of summer tranquility.

Ling Chen looked around for a moment, and habitually touched the black sword hanging on his back with his backhand, which meant that his vigilance and spiritual power had been raised to the highest, and he had never done this habitual action in the past two years, even when he was competing with others.

Long hair fluttering, sword qi flying!

Boom! A embarrassed figure flew out from the wisps of silver-white sword qi, the owner of that figure had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and the windbreaker he was wearing was also a little broken, he slowly raised his head, and a trace of coldness gradually surged into his dark pupils, this person was Ling Chen, who was teleported into this spirit seal half an hour ago.

"Ahem, what the hell do you want. Ling Chen only felt a sweetness in his throat, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and asked weakly.

A slender figure walked out of the faintly dissipating sword aura, and the figure was wearing a white cloak, and the hood on the cloak had been cut off, revealing the true face of the figure.

The owner of that figure was a young girl, her long chestnut hair poured down to her waist like a waterfall, she had a face that captivated the country and the city, the murderous aura flowing between her beautiful eyes made her look even more charming, her red lips opened slightly, and her voice was as crisp as a wind chime, gently and softly floating into Ling Chen's ears, and her tone was very indifferent.

"I'll ask you again, how do you know this swordsmanship!"

"Why am I telling you, give me a reason. Ling Chen's voice was very hoarse and weak, but his eyes were extremely determined.

"Heh, this swordsmanship is my family's ancestral swordsmanship, of course I am qualified to know why you have this swordsmanship!" the girl raised her eyebrows slightly and said coldly.

"You say that this swordsmanship is your family's ancestral swordsmanship? I'm sorry, I think there may be some misunderstanding, this is the swordsmanship that my father taught me. Ling Chen looked at the girl in front of him quietly, her eyes were like deep pools of water, bottomless, calm and waveless.

"What did your father teach you?" the girl asked in a low voice as she looked at Ling Chen's slightly tired face, as if she remembered something.

"Why should I tell you?" Ling Chen frowned slightly, his words with indifference.

"My father seems to have given this set of swordsmanship to his two best friends a long time ago, if you don't tell me your father's name, how can I know if this set of swordsmanship was stolen by your father or given to your father by my father?" the girl said softly, but when she saw Ling Chen's still slightly frowning brow, she said again: "If you don't feel at ease, you can tell me what your father's surname is." ”

After Ling Chen listened to what the girl said, his slightly frowning brow finally gradually relaxed, but the spiritual power in his body worked without reservation, and his right hand clenched the hilt of the sword. If his father wasn't one of the two people the girl had said, then he might be forced to hand over this sword technique, and this sword technique was also one of Ling Chen's most powerful methods at the moment, he had only mastered the first realm of this sword technique. And Ling Chen did not suspect that the girl wanted to rob him of this set of swordsmanship, because the other party's sword technique that had just attacked him was in the second realm of this set of swordsmanship, and the other party had obviously also practiced this set of swordsmanship, and it was stronger than his own cultivation level, if he started to do it, Ling Chen would be defeated within ten moves, but if it was before, it would not be necessarily.

Ling Chen took a soft breath and gently spit out a few words from his mouth: "My father's surname is Ling!"

Ling Chen looked at the girl's pretty face, the spiritual power in her body was almost running wildly, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from the palm of her right hand holding the sword.

The girl's red lips opened slightly, and an ethereal voice floated out of it: "Uncle Ling, well, are you called Ling Chen?" For some reason, the girl's eyes were slightly red.

Ling Chen was slightly stunned when he heard what the girl said. The next moment, a murderous aura flowed out of Ling Chen's eyes, and the domineering sword aura gradually swirled around the black long sword in Ling Chen's hand.

"Who are you and how do you know?!" Ling Chen said coldly, the indifference in his words seemed to lower the temperature around him a little.

"Great, Ling Chen, is Uncle Ling okay, do you know where my dad went?" The girl did not answer Ling Chen's question, and asked Ling Chen anxiously, without the slightest indifference from before, there was a bit of water in her beautiful eyes, sadness, and it was gently revealed.

Ling Chen felt the sadness of the girl, and for some reason, the sadness hidden in his heart flowed uncontrollably in Ling Chen's heart at this moment. For some reason, Ling Chen began to gradually believe in the girl in front of him. He knew that the sadness from the bottom of his heart could not be pretended.

"I don't know where your dad went, and my dad ...... He disappeared five years ago. There was something called bitterness that spread from the corners of Ling Chen's mouth. It was as if he had seen that night again: the ice covered every corner of the city, and the white and flawless snowflakes fell in the June sky, as if the tears shed by God for this tragedy, and the coldness gradually closed his fragile heart, and the sadness came over him like a tide, so uncomfortable that he could not feel his heartbeat. Thunder filled the sky, hideous lightning hovered in the endless night sky like a dragon, three small figures shuttled in the golden lightning, thunder flashed, demons ...... It's coming!

Sadness poured out of his body, Ling Chen stood up, looked up to the sky and roared, all kinds of emotions coming out of the roar. The girl looked at Ling Chen in astonishment, she clearly felt those emotions: regret, helplessness, hatred.

"Ling Chen, what's wrong with you, stop!" the girl exclaimed, and a sound as crisp as a wind chime came into Ling Chen's ears.

An unprecedented tranquility gently brushed over my heart, and all sorrow returned to my heart like ripples in a circle by the wind.

Ling Chen shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to erase the demon from his mind. He immediately turned his head, looked at the girl in white, smiled softly, and said, "Thank you, may I ask what is your name?"

"Ling Chen, remember, my name is Liu Ruoli!" Liu Ruoli, who had recovered from her grief, smiled sweetly, smiled brightly, and said softly. In that way, the country will be overwhelmed!

Ling Chen was stunned, and the pupils of his eyes clearly reflected this slender figure.

"Hey, what are you looking at. Liu Ruoli's pretty face turned a little crimson, and she whispered.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Do you mind if I team up with you to deal with the other students? Ling Chen spared his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Don't mind, let's go, can you tell me about your past and why you have such intense sadness. Liu Ruoli smiled lightly and said softly.

"Well, good" Ling Chen took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said slowly.

The sunlight gently sprinkled on the two figures walking side by side, gently elongating their shadows, and the picture was beautiful and warm.

And the mysterious wheel of fate began to turn gently, and secrets gradually emerged......