Everyone's eyes converged on the half-beast, and the half-beast seemed to have forgotten the previous competition to distinguish the winner and loser, and could only sigh slightly: "I also lost...... It is worthy of being a sword matchless, your sword dance has convinced me, and there is no need to compete......"

Fan Liang also nodded heavily, it is true that the sword dance of Zong Wenwu just now was too weird and domineering, not to mention distinguishing the hundreds of flying swords, just talking about the killing scene that was solidified just now, I am afraid that it will make people fall into confusion, not to blame the lack of ability of the half-beast, it can only be said that Zong Wenwu's sword dance and swordsmanship have been superb.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Turbidity Yuanyuan also have the same idea, no matter how good the half-beast is, he can't really do everything......

Just as Fan Liang was about to say the final result, Zong Wenwu pulled out the sword behind his back again, pointed his sword at the ground, stared at the half-beast and said, "Half-beast, do you know what this sword of mine is called?"

The half-beast shook its head......

"It's called silent, although the quality of this sword is lower than that of the warrior, but when the master built this sword for me, he once said to me that the characteristics of the silent sword are not its initial level, but his growth characteristics, every time he cuts someone, that person's memory will be integrated into his sword body, as a carrier of memory, relying on the memory of seven emotions and six desires to grow. Zong Wenwu said.

"The sword has a soul, but it can remember people, no matter how long it has passed, a person's memory will always be preserved in his sword soul, will not be confused, will not deceive people, because this characteristic is too terrifying, the master named it silently, in order not to let me take despicable means, take advantage of the opponent's weakness to win, just now you have been stabbed by the sword, your memory has been known, I hope you don't let me make this exception, to know if you are lying......" Zong Wenwu's eyes were full of sentimentality, and everything about him was given by his master except for his life......

"Silent Sword...... Sure enough, it was a good sword, a strange sword, like his name, devouring memory, but he was silent......" The half-beast sighed, it seems that he can't dodge......

"Half-beast, my sword dance just now is actually beneficial to me, I admit that I have some selfishness, obviously the test is touch and hearing, but let you watch, confuse the public, because just by looking, even my master can not distinguish the number of flying swords, only by listening and being in it, by the flying sword round of attacks, maybe it can be identified by the sense of touch, but just ask how many people will willingly bear the silent attack, so this game should be my defeat, but I know that you are not so simple, your sense of hearing and touch is extremely sharp, before you woke me up from the confusion, was attacked by the flying sword, should have calculated the proficiency of the flying sword in my heart, isn't it?" Zong Wenwu told the truth, but no one else cared about it anymore, just quietly waiting for the half-beast's answer.

"Okay, I'll admit it, I can't see it, I can't hear it, but I feel it......" The half-beast shook his head helplessly, the matter has come to this, he doesn't need to hide it anymore, Zong Wenwu's personality is heroic, no matter how modest he is, he can only be despised by Zong Wenwu, "A total of eight hundred and ten flying swords, each phantom ninety ......"

Zong Wenwu breathed a sigh of relief, his face was full of relief and calm, he was not surprised, because he deeply felt that the half-beast was excellent and different, that was the feeling of ordinary people in different places, sincere and warm, as real as a demon beast, and even the five senses were the same as the demon beast, the ultimate dazzling.

Zong Wenwu's right hand tightly held the silent sword, trembling, he was not discouraged, but excited, he could meet a confidant, or a powerful confidant who could see through his sword dance, so that he could pursue a stronger realm, become the strong man that the master expects, and continue to become stronger.

If a warrior wants to become stronger, in fact, there is only one situation, not to keep practicing, to worship a famous teacher, but to have a goal stronger than himself, whether it is an enemy stronger than himself, or a companion who is stronger than himself, as long as he is stronger than himself, then the warrior has a benchmark to measure his strength, and constantly seek breakthroughs.

For Zong Wenwu, the best choice for this person is a half-beast, as for his master's netherworld decision, it will only be a blind goal, if he regards the master as his current goal, the final result is not that he will become stronger, but that he will collapse, facing a goal that is fundamentally in a different realm, he can only ask for trouble.

Fan Liang was a little puzzled, to be honest, what the result was, he didn't know what the referee was, which couldn't help but make others a little sarcastic, are you a referee or a spectator, but obviously everyone else doesn't pay attention to these anymore.

"I lost......" Zong Wenwu looked relieved, his talent was greatly appreciated by the Netherworld, and he would definitely surpass the reputation of the ghost sword in the future, and now he was stimulated by the half-beast, he knew that his talent was still far from being in the huge Kyushu.

Shocked, Gu Chenyue can only describe it like this, of course she doesn't know the intention of Zong Wenwu's sword dance just now, that is, she knows that she will definitely not risk her life to feel the direct attack of the flying sword, which is the cutting of eight hundred and ten swords, the punishment of a thousand cuts.

But he rescued such a wonderful, half-beast, and stepped forward not to feel, but to save people.

To the surprise of Gu Chenyue and everyone, the half-beast only had some cuts on its face, but there were no scars on its body, which was not to say that the half-beast's defense was amazing, but due to the red wolf skin robe that the half-beast was wearing.

There are no scars on the surface of the half-beast, but the real situation is that his body is covered with bruises and cuts, although it is only a flesh wound, but nearly a thousand scars, pain is still inevitable, and the half-beast is still a special existence, what he longs for is pain and bloody battle, he is crazy about it.

"Okay, Tutor Fan's selection results......" Xiao Siheng reminded.

Fan Liang came back to his senses at this time: "In this test, the half-beast wins ......"

The results speak for themselves, the ultimate five senses, in addition to vision, the half-beast still performs a unique and excellent.

Finally, the final stage of testing began, and the long tables on the school grounds of the inner fort of Wudou Fort had been removed, and as the afternoon approached, this test came to an end......

"The visual test is only divided into one stage, because vision is the most important for the five senses of a martial artist, so it is tested as a single item. Fan Liang explained.

As Fan Liang's words fell, many disciples of the Martial Arts Palace suddenly appeared on the school grounds of the Martial Fighting Palace, all of them were the younger generation of the Martial Fighting Palace, the men were handsome and chic, and the women were outstanding, as if they were holding a beauty contest......

In the group of half-beasts, there are also fifty people, half of men and half of women, compared to their appearance, the beauty of these men and women is not weaker than that of Mu Xiaoxiao and Mu Haitian, and it is only a line behind......

"This test is a test of eyesight, not other than others, but debating faces, these are the most handsome and beautiful young men and women in our Wudou Palace, and after a while, they will stand in front of you, making all kinds of grimaces, you can remember their faces, and then distinguish the corresponding expressions on the drawing board......" Fan Liang's words were full of excitement, this test was the most in his mind, who let those students call themselves Fan Er in private in ordinary times, this test made them embarrassed and relieved......

Obviously, let these young men who are more handsome than the other, and women who are more beautiful than the other, make faces to ruin their first impression in front of outsiders, they will definitely be unwilling, and whether they can do so much depends entirely on their performance......

At the beginning of the competition, Fan Liang was already impatiently urging: "Okay, you will sacrifice for these future junior brothers and sisters, and start making grimaces as you were told before......

These young men and women of the Martial Arts Palace, their faces were full of resentment, what is this called, the test actually made them grimace, is this abusing them, or testing them......

"Ah......h

"Forehead ......"

"Hmm......"

Finally, fifty men and women grimaced, waiting for the half-beast and the other ten to be distinguished......

Seeing the expressions of those young men and women, the half-beast almost fainted sluggishly, is that making a grimace, mud horse, there is obviously no change, all the faces are dignified, the muscles are stiff, the nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes, what kind of grimace is, it is obviously a normal expression.

Fan Liang was a little angry: "What are you doing, this is the test item of our Martial Fighting Palace, you are all unwilling, what about the test of the Martial Fighting Palace, do you want the test of the Martial Fighting Palace to fail?"

Resentment, swearing, young men and women without exception, looked at Fan Liang unwillingly, what is this called, this is called naked revenge, isn't it just to call you Fan Er in private, do you need this.

And Fan Er's title is not obtained by others, it is you who call your own name Fan Liang as Fan Liang, these students are used to thinking of Fan Er, do you have to complain about others?

"If you don't do your best, you will be given a B grade in this semester......" But no matter how Fan Liang threatened, they were no longer fooled and went their own way.

What is a rating, and is it useful?

It's useful, but it's just a fictional name for graduation, it's worthless, it's not worth anything, it's nothing......

Fifty young people, still handsome and chic, as beautiful as summer flowers, this is a grimace, it is a complete beauty pageant, they are not willing to destroy their image.

The half-beast secretly asked himself, if he let himself make a face inexplicably, would he be willing, and the answer was also no.

People want to face trees to bark, he doesn't care about the face of the half-beast, but the face can still be wanted, although he doesn't want to attract thousands of girls, but when he goes out, it is also very good to have a handsome appearance, after all, he is also a beautiful boy, a little white face......

Whether it is a half-beast or someone else, they are all silent and do not evaluate the performance of the disciples of the Martial Arts Palace, so how can they say it, this is the right of others, and some of them can only try their best to distinguish the subtle differences.

After the time of the half-pillar incense, the half-beast and the others all got a drawing board, on the left side of which there were portraits of fifty disciples of the Martial Dou Palace, vivid, and on the right side were fifty different expressions, ten portraits in one piece, a total of five pages, five chances.

The half-beast held the portrait in his left hand, a paintbrush in his right hand, and his hands were trembling: Your sister, what is this called, kill me, I can't tell it, I fight it......

The rest of the people were helpless, Xiao Siheng smirked, and he had to connect randomly......

The curtain is a little dumbfounded, turbid round and dumbfounded, and the same nonsense is chaotic......

Gu Chenyue is still proud, she can't see her thoughts, Luo Ziqiao has given up, Xi Li'er simply cried, Zong Wenwu sighed, and played by herself, looking indifferent.

Only Condensation Frost has a confident appearance, but she still can't see her face......

"Okay, when the time comes, hand in your drawing boards......" Fan Liang put away the drawing boards of the ten people, and then carefully judged them one by one, waiting for the final result.

After looking at the drawing board of one person, Fan Liang's face was quite calm, after the two of them, he was a little excited, and after the three of them, he became a little angry......

After looking at the drawing board of the five people, Fan Liang's face turned pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

When all the sketchpads were reviewed, Fan Liang was completely hysterical, and the results were not optimistic, none of the ten people were perfect, and not even a page was completely correct, which means that all the ten people in this group fell and failed miserably......

"Mentor Fan, how is the result......" the half-beast asked.

"Hmph......" Fan Liang roared angrily, not to the half-beast, but to the fifty young men and women behind him, "Look at the good things you have done, a full fifty pages, none of them are all right, all of them give me as far as I can go, don't let me see you again......"

As soon as the words fell, those students of the Martial Arts Palace, as if they had met evil ghosts, disappeared without a trace in a second, it seemed that they really angered Fan Liang.

"Alas......" Fan Liang sighed, what kind of mentor, what kind of students are brought out, what kind of forces are there, what kind of mentors do you have, the wonderful martial arts palace is destined to have a wonderful mentor, and a group of strange sheep herding students.

After a while, Fan Liang finally announced the results: "The first place is stupid, four pages are all wrong, one page is against eight expressions, the second place is condensation, three pages are all wrong, two pages are against eight expressions......"

Then there was silence......

No, Xiao Siheng was a little puzzled, what about the third place, the fourth, five, six, seven, eight and ninety, why not say that there should be a later ranking, but he didn't ask after all......

On the contrary, she was talkative, and asked in a weird manner: "Tutor Fan, Teacher, Teacher...... The third place, this third place should be me, ahhh......hh

Fan Liang was already angry, as soon as this scene was stirred, he was suffocated, and he was worried that he had nowhere to send it, so he simply scolded directly: "Damn, you are all in the third place, fifty expressions, none of them are right, Meng Dumeng is not right, and the face asks the third place, all of them are at the bottom of his grandmother's place, and the last place ......"

"Slap ......" Xi Li'er couldn't wait to slap herself in the mouth, it turned out that there was no third place, and the ranking behind, but the third place was the last place, and the first place was only the third from the bottom......

The condensation frost is silent, the drama is embarrassing, Fan Liang is angry, Xiao Siheng is funny, the performance of the ten people is different, but the half-beast calmed down, this round finally he has no halo, and he has become an ordinary person again, so it is the best, the feeling of not being noticed is still quite comfortable......

"Half-beast, do you have anything to say?" Fan Liang looked at the half-beast in surprise.

"I? no, this is really no ......" The half-beast looked helpless.

"No, your performance was so brilliant before, which is very in line with the reputation of the strange, but why did you perform so poorly in this round, and your grandmother's performance is the most special, what is your connection called, fooling me?" Fan Liang was angry when he mentioned the half-beast.

"What's wrong with me?" the half-beast was innocent, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't stand it, Fan Liang had a nerve pumping, how could he target the half-beast......

However, just when Mu Xiaoxiao was about to go crazy, Fan Liang said: "Okay, if you still pretend to be innocent with me, I'll show everyone how our half-beasts are connected......"

After speaking, Fan Liang took out a drawing board from the ten drawing boards, placed it on his chest, and let everyone admire it, turning the pages one by one, and letting everyone evaluate it......

After reading it, Mu Xiaoxiao could only sigh in his heart: Half-beast, this is your own sin, your own business, handle it yourself, I can't help you......

How did the half-beast connect, he was a little puzzled, he did it right, a portrait and an expression, all of them were practiced......

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