In Kongming City, above the ring of life and death, the Sword Xuanzong recruited disciples with good qualifications. Anyone who has reached the fifth level of qualification can join the Sword Xuanzong.

Time has passed, and nearly 100 people have successfully joined Jian Xuan. There are fewer and fewer people on stage, and there are more and more losers.

Qiao Zhen's eyes glanced down, a little disappointed. At present, the number of disciples is only 100 people, which is far from the expected standard. In his expectation, it should be close to two hundred. Another teenager was disqualified, frustrated, and stepped down.

Situ Teng'an sat on the stone platform, his face was indifferent, and he was not at all anxious because of the decrease in the number of people participating in the test. He closed his eyes, already knowing Qiao Zhen's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Peak Master, don't worry too much. At this time, the good show has not yet been staged! Those really big families will always leave their children with unnatural qualifications at the end, and I believe that the big drama is not far away!"

Qiao Zhen's eyes lit up, he looked at Situ Teng in surprise, and his words were slightly happy: "Brother Situ, I can't see that you still have this hand, which makes me worry in vain! But as long as you collect more disciples, everything will be fine!"

As the city lord of Kongming City, Situ Teng naturally knew the situation of Kongming City well. What family has excellent children in the snow, it can be said that it is all under control. Because of this, he dared to boast about Haikou and dare to assert.

How can there be the opportunity to fight in the sky and be proud of the mainland. No matter which family it is, they always want their children to join the Sword Xuanzong. It's an honor, and it's an expectation.

The guy who holds his own identity always has to be late to play. Their strength, among the younger generation, is the best in the Empty Ming City, and joining the Sword Xuanzong is almost a certainty, and it cannot be changed in the slightest.

Qiao Yu and the two stood in the ring, waiting for the teenagers below to take the stage for testing.

Li Ming glanced around, but he didn't see anyone on stage for a long time, so he asked loudly, "But there are still people?"

As the words fell, there was a commotion in the crowd.

To the west, everyone got out of the way. The comer, dressed in a light blue robe, fluttered, like inky black hair casually draped, only tied up at the ends. He looked at the stage with his eyes and walked slowly, with a faint smile on his face, and the air of dust emanated, shocking the surroundings.

"I'll try!" he said in a nonchalant tone, but unquestionable.

The boy was only seventeen years old, and his stunning appearance at this time immediately attracted attention. Qiao Zhen's eyes fell on the young man, first happy, and then disappointed!

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up, emitting a brilliant light, and he said secretly in his heart: Finally, another person with unqualified qualifications has emerged, let's take a look at his qualifications first!

"Okay, come on stage!" Qiao Yu spoke, as if it contained strange magic, confusing people's hearts, and making everyone else feel like going on stage.

The young man was not affected in the slightest, his steps were not hurried, and his figure was fluttering. The crowd slowly gathered behind him.

Mo Yun stood quietly in the crowd, seemingly unobtrusive. He looked at the boy and shook his head in disappointment. Practicing the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter, the vision is no longer ordinarily high. The young man in front of him attaches too much importance to himself, but he ignores the opportunity to practice, and it will be difficult to achieve anything great in the future!

The young man exerted force under his feet, and suddenly burst out of the third-order sword apprentice cultivation, his body was like a bird, he leaped up, a little on the edge of the ring, and gently landed in the ring, causing a burst of applause. The boy seemed to be satisfied with the effect he had caused, and the smile on his face was even stronger, and the pride in his eyes was full of pride.

He slowly placed his palm on top of the strange stone, infusing the sword with true power.

The strange stone suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the color continued to increase, and soon it lit up the seventh layer. The castration did not stop, and it went straight to the eighth level, and after only a stalemate, the eighth level was also successfully awakened, releasing a dazzling purple color, overpowering other colors, monopolizing the top, and shining through the square.

The young man's expression remained unchanged, his eyes fixed on the different stones, and he once again instilled strength. The ninth light flickered slightly, and seemed to have a tendency to light up.

Offstage, there was silence, all looking at the different stones. If the boy succeeds in lighting up, it will be the first ninefold qualification, and if he joins the Sword Xuanzong, he will immediately be looked at by others, and then he will be included in the door.

They are all quietly waiting. Even Qiao Zhen, who was sitting on the stone platform, couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the young man. He is also looking forward to whether this young man can awaken the light of the ninefold qualification.

The light of the different stones became more and more dazzling, and in the purple light, a trace of silvery-white light was generated, constantly magnifying. This small light is more powerful than all the purple.

A depressing aura spread, heavy and oppressive to the bottom of everyone's hearts.

The ninth light spread, spewing out a trace of silver-white light again, suppressing the purple with all its might. The momentum became more and more intense, and the light, which shone almost the entire sky, was hotter than the sun. Many people who are not good enough in cultivation have closed their eyes and dare not look directly.

The silver-white light finally won a great victory, suppressing the purple to the death, and it was like a victorious general, showing off its majesty.

The sky, I don't know when it will be overcast.

Beads of sweat oozed from the boy's forehead, as long as he worked a little harder, he could light up the ninth layer and join Jian Xuan with the qualification of defying the sky. But no matter how hard he tried, it was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him, blocking the way.

Although the light of the ninth layer was awakened, it did not shine as brightly as the eighth. It doesn't shine a lot, but it says a lot.

With such qualifications, surpassing the eighth level, but not reaching the ninth level, it is already a one-in-a-million asset. The boy stopped infusing the sword power, and his gaze swept down with pride.

"Qualification, beyond the eightfold, pass!" Qiao Yu regretfully announced. If the boy fully awakens the ninth qualification, it will be a different situation.

With this teenager appearing, the scene once again erupted into bursts of exclamations and cries of envy.

For a time, teenagers under the age of eighteen came to the stage one after another, showing their strength and awakening different stones. The weakest of them are all the seventh qualifications. Can you hide until the end of the apprenticeship, which one is worse? Qiao Zhen finally smiled with satisfaction, and he said softly: "Brother Situ, you really surprised me, very good! Now I am looking forward to it, is there anyone who can light up the ninth qualification!"

"Haha, Peak Master! There will definitely be!" Situ Teng said meaningfully.

Qiao Zhen was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and asked, "Presumably, Brother Situ's family has one hidden in the snow, right? You can really bear it, you haven't taken it out for so long!"

"Hehe, I won't disappoint the peak master!"

In the ring of life and death, another person took the stage. Unlike those people, this young man was only fifteen, his clothes were shabby, and even his hair seemed to have not been trimmed for several years. He couldn't see the expression on his face, but his steps seemed to be slow and fast, and he walked to Li Ming's side.

Who is this man?

Everyone looked at the young man with doubts on their faces, their faces puzzled. This son is either a person with anti-heaven qualifications who is crazy about cultivation, or he is a grandstander.

Only the sword cultivator who cultivated to a high level looked at the young man, and his face was full of solemnity. On the stone platform, several sword king masters were all attracted by their eyes.

Beside the young man, the sharp qi flashed, extremely sharp, cutting the air.

Mo Yun looked at the young man and couldn't help but praise: "What a sharp edge!"

One word shows the background of the teenager, which is surprising.

"Shen Tuhong, fifteen years old!" the young man spoke slowly, his voice resolute, smashing into everyone's hearts. Qiao Yu looked at Shen Tuhong, and only spit out a word after a while: "Okay!"

I haven't heard of it, and I don't belong to any family in Kongming City. Just when everyone was puzzled, he had already released his palm, pinched it into a sword finger, and pointed it the strange stone.

"Knock~!" The sound was dull, like thunder, resounding in the sky.

The strange stone shook violently, and Li Ming reacted in time, and also slapped it on the different stone with one hand. He smiled bitterly and said, "I can't see it, your guy's strength is actually about to reach a high-level swordsman!

Shen Tuhong did not answer, and went all out to output the true power of the sword.

The light of the different stones is in full bloom, and each one is more dazzling than the other. When it reached the seventh level, it was already comparable to the eighth level of others, but it never stopped and woke it up again. When the purple light flickered, everyone's eyes were already glazed.

Such a quick wake-up that no one else in the entire test could match.

Shen Tuhong's empty left hand stroked the hair on the top of his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes. The eyes are not wavering, only the pursuit of swordsmanship, and for anything, he does not pay attention to anything.

He swept down, and an indifferent smile bloomed on his face: "Today, let you know! I, Shen Tu Hong, is a ninefold qualification!"

As soon as the voice fell, his left hand was also pinched into a sword finger, and the ferocious point was on the strange stone.

"Buzz~!"

A circle of fine ripples rippled and was immediately dispersed by Qiao Yu and disappeared invisible. But there was a hint of strangeness in his gaze when he looked at Shen Tuhong. He and Li Ming glanced at each other, and they both understood each other's thoughts.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, the ninth light continued to shine, and the silver white replaced the purple, which was extremely dazzling. He didn't stop, his hands changed into palms, and he slapped again, and the burst of sword true power continued to inject into the strange stones, awakening the sleeping power in it.

Suddenly, the ninth light exploded instantly, and in an instant, it spread into the distance, and everything within a radius of 100 meters was silvery white. At this moment, the sun in the sky was colorless.

Between heaven and earth, there is only this silver-white ball of light, shining in the four directions.

Above the sky, thunder burst on, resounding in the Sky Ming City. Nine qualifications, it can be said that it is difficult to produce one out of a million. As long as the cultivation goes smoothly and breaks through to the Sword Spirit, and even the Sword Sect, it is also possible.

Even this piece of heaven and earth is congratulated!

Qiao Zhen stood up abruptly, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Shen Tuhong, full of affection.

"Oh my God, he's really succeeded! This kind of qualification can defy the sky!" one exclaimed, his eyes shocked and unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

"Yes, ninefold qualifications, future achievements are limitless!"

"Haha, it really happened!" Qiao Zhen stroked his palms and laughed, he stepped out of the stone platform and appeared outside.

A dozen steps, and it appeared on the high platform. His eyes were soft, he looked at Shen Tuhong, and asked, "Your qualifications are against the sky, I don't know if you are willing to worship me as a teacher and become my closed disciple, you will definitely teach me!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, the master of the first peak of the Sword Xuanzong personally stepped down and wanted to accept him as the heir of the mantle, and such an opportunity was almost impossible to find.

Mo Yun's expression did not move, paying attention to the situation on the stage. At this time, the right to make a choice is in the hands of Shen Tuhong. If he agreed, he would immediately become a disciple of Dao Sword Peak Lord Qiao Zhen, and the successor of the mantle. Its status is that Qiao Zhen's parent-Qiao Yu can't be compared.

Shen Tuhong no longer entered the sword true power, he withdrew his palm and turned to look at Qiao Zhen.

"I entered the Sword Xuan, and I only worship one person as a teacher, and I am the ancestor of the sect!"

Qiao Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then asked with disappointment: "You have decided, you must be a disciple of the Ancestor, won't you regret it?"

"No!"

"It seems that I am not qualified to teach you!" Qiao Zhen smiled bitterly and returned to the stone platform.