Chapter 17: The South is Crazy and the North is Proud!

Bang!

At the moment when Zhuo Tian was taken away, Ye Shan could no longer support it, fell heavily to the ground, and fainted.

Someone quickly came and took him out.

It's just that when he walked to Zhuo Tian's side, he reluctantly opened his bloodshot eyes, and it seemed that he hadn't completely fainted.

"Thanks... Thanks..."

Hayama spat out two words with difficulty on his dry lips, vaguely already a little inaudible.

Zhuo Tian smiled and said, "No, you deserve it!" ”

At this time, Zhuo Tiansheng was a dragon and a tiger, and he couldn't see any such strong oppression, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he could stay in the gravity sword array for a longer time, but he didn't, so he couldn't help but let the onlookers take a second look.

The parents who accompanied Ye Shan on a blind date and the old hunters were even more grateful to Zhuo Tian, but it made Zhuo Tian a little embarrassed, he actually couldn't last long, if it wasn't for the fairy sister who helped halfway, he would be about the same as this Ye Shan now.

"The little guy is a little peculiar, and his heart is not bad, but he is a little less arrogant, why does such a high talent have to be hidden all the time?"

Outside the high-rise building of the test hall, on the top of a misty mountain, a man in a hunting shirt muttered to himself, his eyes were shining with divine light, his long tiger whiskers were flying in the wind, and his expression was arrogant.

After all the tests were completed, Zhuo Tian looked at the list, and only 1,000 people were left out of more than 3,000 people.

The elimination rate of the last level is not high!

He also rose to the eighty-seventh place because of his outstanding performance in the last level, and Na Yeshan also narrowly entered the Ancient Sword Sect, just reaching the thousandth place of all the recruited disciples.

And the top ten rankings have not changed much, the first is still Chu Zhen, the second Tang Yang, the gap between the two is even greater, it seems that Chu Chen's performance in the last level is not bad.

This is where the whole test conference comes to an end.

"Three days later, the people who passed the test will gather in the Ancient Sword Square and be assigned to the Sword Academy!" In the noisy hall, an old and deep voice sounded, suppressing all the noise.

Zhuo Tian raised his eyes and saw that it was the voice of an old man in gray clothes on the head of the hall, and the old man seemed to have seen Zhuo Tian as well, and smiled at him with a kind expression.

Not long after Zhuo Tian left, a figure in a green shirt suddenly appeared next to the gray-clothed old man, with a crazy face, and said with a smile: "Old arrogance, how about the person I chose this time?" ”

The gray-clothed old man raised his eyebrows, and his slightly curved body slowly straightened, tall and burly, with a proud expression, and a compelling sword aura, he smiled: "It's an interesting little guy, quite good at hiding, and has the appearance of an immortal-level Yuan vein, but I'm a little puzzled, old maniac, with your temperament, how could you choose such a kid, it's not quite your madness!" ”

The figure in the green shirt laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu looks at this kid quite pleasing to the eye, if you can enter the inner courtyard, I will choose him!" ”

After a pause, he smiled and said, "You haven't chosen it yet, right, isn't there one of these thousand people that you are satisfied with?" ”

The old man in gray smiled proudly: "Yes, there are some, but I like people's temperament more, unlike you, who act completely according to preferences!" ”

The figure in the green shirt laughed and let out a long groan, "Edgeworth is riding the wind, and the wild song is roaring in the sky!" ”

A green sword suddenly stepped out from under his feet, and the green shadow swept up and dodged away.

The old man in gray also looked proud, glanced at the list, the light in his eyes flashed, and he left suddenly.

……

Zhuo Tian didn't know at all that he had been targeted by the two bigwigs of the Ancient Sword Sect, so he returned to the small grass hut and cleaned up, and it was rare to rest for a few days, but he was happy.

In the past three years, it has been too big for myself, and it is time to relax.

On the third day, Zhuo Tian got up early, moved his body, finished his meal hastily, and came to the mountain gate of the Ancient Sword Sect again with the first rays of morning light.

Looking at the mountain gate, he couldn't help grinning, a few days ago, he was still the same frustrated young man, but a few days later, he was already a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect.

If you want to say that life is wonderful, if luck comes, you can't stop it even if you want to, and Zhuo Tian, it seems to be like this now.

The Ancient Sword Square is the place where a series of activities such as the Ancient Sword Sect Conference and so on are held, and it is extremely wide.

In the middle of the square stood a man made of white jade, the man was immortal, and the ancient road was still there.

Holding a long sword in both hands, he plunged straight into the ground in front of his chest, his expression was stunned, and he swept forward, looking arrogant and crazy, judging the meaning of the common people.

"Is this the Old Man of the Ancient Sword?"

"It seems that yes, it was he who founded the sect, and I heard that the long sword in his hand is a famous sword, and it is very tight!"

When Zhuo Tian arrived at the square, there were already many impatient disciples who came here, gathered in twos and threes, chatting with each other.

Zhuo Tian took a deep breath and sighed: "The air here is really special, take a sharp breath, your head is much clearer, and the effect of Daigo empowerment is nothing more than that!" ”

Sister Fairy sneered: "Little Tianzi, your knowledge is really superficial, this square should be equipped with a large Juyuan Sword Array, of course the Yuan Qi is not comparable below, but it is just a spirit-level sword formation, some small means, nothing remarkable!" ”

"Juyuan Sword Array!" Zhuo Tian secretly wrote it down in his heart, if he also cultivated in such a sword formation one day, wouldn't his speed be a thousand miles a day.

In a short time, more than 1,000 people in the square had already gathered, and people's faces were filled with excitement.

The Ancient Sword Sect, one of the seven famous sects in the Eastern Wilderness, was naturally very happy that they were lucky enough to enter here.

However, not everyone is like this, when a white-faced scholar-like man swept to Zhuo Tian, his eyes suddenly became cold, his expression was gloomy, and a pair of vicious eyes were cold.

"Brother Yang, do you want us to clean him up!" A person next to the man dressed as a white-faced scholar saw his gaze, looked at Zhuo Tian, and waved his fist.

The man shook the folding fan in his hand and said coldly: "No, when the four courtyards are compared, I will personally clean him up, but I also need him to have the ability to hold on until he sees me!" ”

The man was none other than Tang Yang, the guy who was second on the list of good things that were spoiled by Zhuo Tian and Ye Shan in the last perseverance test.

The new students of the Ancient Sword Sect are divided into four sword academies, east, west, north and south, and each courtyard has a different master and brother to teach swordsmanship and various basic knowledge.

One month after the opening of the Four Academies, there will be a big competition between the Four Academies to test the strength of the freshmen.

In January, it won't be long or soon, during this month, the sect will issue basic exercises and sword techniques, if you are a person with good talent, it is enough to achieve cultivation!

Zhuo Tian was assigned to the Nanshan Sword Academy.

The second courtyard of the north and south is not small in the four major sword academies, because each of them has produced a bull, collectively known as the south mad and the north arrogant, and now it is the elder of the ancient sword sect, the two have no other hobbies, they just like to fight, they have fought for a lifetime, I don't know when they come up with an idea, every year they will select one person from the new students as a representative to compete!

I don't know who is going to spend it today!

The two of them are strong, and if they can get some guidance, the benefits will naturally be endless.