For a while, many sword students cast sympathetic glances, these people not only had a holiday with the top genius Nangong Huajian, but also extracted the representatives of these two bad-tempered mentors, I really don't know if God favors them, or if their luck is extremely bad.

As soon as Lu Ming came to this square today, he had already noticed the strength of the mentors on the high platform, and he also saw that this time the Sword Hall had taken out all the old foundations, and almost all of them were swordsmen.

The swordsman who is rare to see on weekdays is now about to become a cabbage, of course, this also accounts for most of the total number of swordsmen and swordsmen in the country, and there are not many who have not come.

This is the real family of Jiantang.

It's just that...... Lu Ming frowned, this time he was lucky to pick out the unique No. 13 among the seventeen nameplates, if no one did anything about it, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

Lu Ming stood calmly in place, ignoring those sympathetic eyes, and the power of the sword mark was extremely tricky, and he quickly found a few gloating eyes, it was Nangong Huajian's subordinates.

And Nangong Huajian, once again changed into a personable face and went to chat with those mentors.

At this time, a tall and thin old man hurriedly walked over, he was wearing a black robe, although he was nearly sixty years old, but he was still in a hurry, the wrinkles on his face, because the face was too tight, he couldn't see anything now, but there were white marks, but not only did no one dare to laugh, but even where he passed, the swordsmen hid far away, for fear of touching something.

"How many of you chose the thirteenth?" the old man spoke in a somewhat sharp voice, and his tone was very urgent. Lu Ming felt that he really wanted to say what those sword students said, and his temper looked very bad.

"Yes, I went to extract it. Zhuo Ligetu immediately responded, but the old man had been scanning himself and everyone with suspicious eyes, feeling really uncomfortable.

"That's it, now I'm your mentor, but now you're not qualified to know my name, just call me mentor. The old man had a cold face, even colder than Leng Jian: "I'll take a few of you to the assessment, I'm not interested in bringing waste." If that's the case. I'd rather not bring it, and I will never wait until the real trial to be embarrassed, my old face, but I can't afford to be embarrassed by you!"

"See, what did I say? I saw it all, right?" A swordsman shook his head. The mouth keeps smacking. suppressed his voice and said: "This person is so terrifying, now it's just one person, if the two get together." That's an eye-opener for people to know what a confidant is and what a smell is like-minded!"

"Yes, yes, if it's the disciple who is to be assessed by other tutors, it's okay, this tutor, his brain flexibility is definitely no less than his temper, these boys seem to be really miserable this time!"

"Hey, if they really can't pass this mentor's assessment, what will happen to these people?"

"What should I do? All the mentors have been put to good use this time, where are the idlers, go home!"

"Alas, although the trial has begun, but it has not yet reached the real time, and if I go back now, it will be a shame to my hometown father!"

"Alas, who made their luck so bad? The last time Leng Jian's luck was so bad, I didn't expect this time, it's still the same!"

For a while, the swordsmen all held their nameplates and sighed, and once again cast a sympathetic look at Lu Ming and the others.

However, Lu Ming was just the opposite of everyone else, he was very interested in this mentor, and he came out to try it out by himself, just to see more things in the Sword Qi Continent, if he really had some tricks, it was a kind of training for himself. Besides, Lu Ming was secretly a little happy that all people with bad tempers were very upright, he couldn't suppress the fire at all, and he could say whatever he wanted in his heart, compared with Nangong Huajian, who had one set before and another set later, I don't know how many times better.

Ouyang Luo and Leng Jian were expressionless, just waiting for the mentor to play the cards, Qing'er felt that it was very novel, and as long as he followed the young master, it would be a big deal to go to Dao Mountain.

Zhuo Ligetu's small eyes were full of dissatisfaction, although he was not a genius, but he was not bad, and none of the players selected in his own eyes were bad, and now he looked down on us so much.

"Mentor, I don't accept your evaluation! It's better for the mentor to try me personally!" When Zhuo Ligetu spoke, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, and the battle intent that bloomed on his body was extremely fierce.

"Oh, that's interesting!" the instructor laughed as if he had accepted a challenge, "Okay, go find a place now, come with me." ”

"Okay, let's go. This time, the friend took down the sword very directly, dragged it upside down in his hand, and followed directly with a look of not being afraid of heaven and earth.

Qing'er and Ouyang Luo immediately looked at Lu Ming, with the meaning of 'vigilance' in their eyes.

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that this mentor had been in a high position for a long time, and he looked down on those sword students who did not measure their own strength and wanted to achieve high results to participate in the competition, but he had no bad intentions, so he said lightly: "Of course I want to go." ”

Ouyang Luo's pair of sword eyebrows suddenly raised, exuding a chilling battle intent all over his body, and the greedy wolf's unique killing intent actually made the cold sword beside him frown, and it actually stimulated his battle intent.

Lu Ming smiled indifferently, as good swordsmen, of course they have the spirit and bloodiness of not admitting defeat, if they don't prove it now, they will really be looked down upon.

In this way, a group of people followed the mentor who didn't know the name yet, and looking at Lu Ming's and the others' figures, many sword students shook their heads and sighed: "Alas......!

Chapter VI

Lu Ming and the others followed the mentor floating in front of them directly out of the city, Zhuo Ligetu dragged the giant sword all the way, and the battle intent exuded by his body scared off many passers-by, but he didn't care at all, but he always wanted to catch up with this strange-tempered mentor, but no matter how he exerted his strength, the distance between the two was always so far apart, no more, no less.

"What's the matter? This mentor is not fishing for us fast or slow, it can't be that he wants to waste our strength, right?" Zhuo Ligetu wiped the sweat from his face, slowed down slightly, and ran side by side with Lu Ming and the others.

"There's this possibility. Lu Ming said lightly: "After all, when we got the nameplate, the trial had already begun." ”

"Hmm. Zhuo Ligetu thought so, he rubbed his chin, looked unfathomable, and said: "I think that this mentor brought us here when we got the famous brand, saying that it was an assessment, but in fact he wanted to catch us off guard, after all, we came to sign up today, except for the sword, no one brought any equipment and supplies, and now that we have been running for so long, there is not even a drop of water." ”

Everyone immediately thought so, and Lu Ming felt that the head of his analysis was the Tao, and his mind was really not ordinary and delicate, I am afraid that the difficulty of this mentor's assessment will not be worse than the real trial.

Lu Ming faintly felt a little excited, in the eyes of other sword students, he was unlucky, but now it seems that if the difficulty of his assessment really increases, then his own people will be equivalent to testing once, and then when they go to the trial, they will definitely be more experienced than most sword students.

Perhaps, he knows that there are many people cheating.

Lu Ming was thinking about it, and he saw that not far ahead, the mentor was standing like a bamboo pole piercing the ground, waiting for everyone to arrive.

The mentor glanced at everyone, and was a little satisfied with the running speed and endurance of these people, the last time he led the team, he used the same method, but among the eight people in that team, only half of them came with him, and the others actually went back to the deputy hall master and asked what was going on, such a person, is he qualified to be a swordsman?

Seeing that Lu Ming and the others were still in full spirits at the moment, and full of fighting spirit, the mentor wrote down a point in his small notebook.

"You, come here. The mentor pointed at Zhuo Ligetu: "Don't you want to try it with me?" You are a six-bladed sword master, I will use this realm to fight you now, let's use the sword!"

"Okay! I'll let you know what it means to have someone outside of people!"

Zhuo Ligetu walked out of the crowd, stood firmly with his feet apart, raised his hand to take the giant sword from his back, and immediately released a fierce battle intent all over his body, like a vicious wolf hunting for food, extremely fierce.

"What's the use of just pretending to be fierce, you have to make the sword ruthless. The old face of the mentor was filled with disdain.

"Roaring ......"

The most unbearable thing for Zhuoligetu is that others look down on him, he suddenly roared, his right foot was raised and stepped forward violently, and suddenly there was an explosion, the ground trembled, and his huge body rushed towards the mentor like a bull with a flying hair, but he didn't see a smug smile on the corner of the old man's mouth.

Lu Ming frowned suddenly, this mentor actually figured out Zhuo Ligetu's character in such a short time, which stimulated him to be impetuous, this is a taboo when fighting, it seems that this mentor is deeply hidden.

The fat man's figure jumped, and his giant sword made a 'woo' sound, emitting a cold light in the sunlight, and slashed at the mentor.

The old man seemed to be a little satisfied with this sword, but he was expressionless at the moment, there was only this sword in his eyes, the ordinary steel sword in his hand was quite fast, and only Lu Ming in the field could see how fast he was with the sword.

The old man's sword did not meet the fat man's giant sword, but like a poisonous snake, he climbed up the giant sword trickily, and then pressed down......

The blade of the giant sword slashed directly into the dirt, and the color of the fat man's face changed greatly, but he didn't expect that the sword of this mentor would be the same as his strange temper, revealing that trickery. (To be continued......)