Zhuo Ligetu looked at Lu Ming with some surprise, although Lu Ming walked very indifferently, it was easy to feel that he had relaxed, but he could feel it, he had been using his sensing power to probe the surroundings, although he still couldn't figure out what power he was using to sense, and it was also very weak, but it always proved that his ability was very outstanding.

Zhuo Ligetu glanced at Lu Ming, his eyes full of appreciation. After all, everyone knows that his family is very rich, and he is naturally a scumbag, and he is a sword student who has been staying in the sword academy, it is said that he should be the same as those rich people who are arrogant, speak arrogantly and unreasonably, and fight like a vase, but he is an exception, an exception that countless people can't believe!

Needless to say, just yesterday, he not only purified all the sword and magic beads, allowing everyone to absorb the sword qi and bring a more lasting escape ability, but also lifted the seal on the saint's body with a unique power, so that everyone's speed increased again, so that they could rush to the edge now.

Gradually, the camp full of marching tents appeared in Zhuo Ligetu's sight, and it was only at this time that he really relaxed, and at the same time, Lu Ming beside him gradually relaxed a little.

At the gate of the camp, one after another, there were sword students rushing back, handing over the swords they were carrying to the hands of the sword hall staff, and then exchanging them for their corresponding points, but most of them did not look good, it seemed that they did not achieve the results of their dreams, and after a few excited cheers, the sword students were tired and lay on the ground. Get drowsy.

The two seniors of the Sword Saint of Destruction and the Old Sword Master looked at the trial ground calmly, and chatted a few words from time to time, but they were all about what their apprentices could achieve this time, and there were differences in opinions, and the two elders also fought a few words, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

Not far from the left of the second elder, Qian Wantong sat on a Taishi chair, looking at the trial ground with a comfortable expression, and occasionally when he looked at the second elder, his eyes were full of disdain.

Mo said that this time his apprentice Li Zhennan. It's a trial that comes with your own sword. It is his own realm of the Four-Bladed Great Sword Master, and among these sword students, he is also an outstanding existence, if he can't get good results, then who can achieve it? Just rely on that old guy's apprentice of the Four-Bladed Sword Master? haha. It's just a joke!

"Master. Senior brother, when will he come out?" Zhao Fengyi said on a delicate face. It's already impatient.

Qian Wantong glanced at the second elder, then turned his head and said with a smile: "Baby apprentice, don't worry. Look at it. In our Qingyuan Prefecture, there are only a few sword academies with heads and faces, if your senior brother can't get good results, do you want those who have the reputation of waste wood like a loser to get good results? Could it be that the sword hall will rely on such people to carry forward in the future? Old man Ji, are you right? Hehehe..."

The Sword Saint of Destruction was silent, no matter what point of view a person like Qian Wantong was, he couldn't compare with him, but he felt a little strange, after the previous trials of the Sword Hall, whether it was the upper echelons of the Sword Hall or the mentors, they would come to pick up the sword students who had returned from the successful trial, in order to show that the Sword Hall valued them, but this time it was not, only a few mentors and the staff of the Sword Hall were there, and the others did not come, this is very abnormal, it seems that something happened in the Sword Hall.

The old sword master smiled indifferently and said, "My apprentice I know best, when he hasn't come back, it's useless for you to say anything, it's better to see the facts before you speak, but you have to be mentally prepared!"

Seeing the bright smile on the old sword master's face, Qian Wantong's heart suddenly churned, this old thing, since he was promoted to the realm of the Sword King, even laughing is so happy, he can advance, isn't it because of Lao Tzu?

However, he felt uncomfortable, but his face was full of comfort, and he turned his head to look at the nearby sword hall staff who were recording the results of the sword students.

"Master, look, it's Senior Brother!"

Zhao Fengyi suddenly screamed after seeing her senior brother's figure revealed on the road.

Qian Wantong immediately retracted his thoughts, turned his head to look over, and saw that his apprentice led the team back, he swept his eyes, and saw that the subordinates behind Li Zhennan were carrying a lot of packages one by one, looking at the heavy appearance and size, it was obviously filled with swords, it seemed that the results were really good!

Qian Wantong got up and came to the recorder of the Sword Hall next to him, looked around with a smile, and then nodded at Li Zhennan.

"Master......" Li Zhennan came from a distance with vague steps, and saw Master Qian Wantong nodding affirmatively to himself, he suddenly felt a sense of security and relaxation that he hadn't had for a long time, but he just wanted to bow down, but the mental laxity brought endless exhaustion, and the waist that had just bent down no longer had any strength to stand up, and he fell to the ground.

"Nan'er!" Qian Wantong was taken aback, his figure flashed, and he directly supported Li Zhennan with both hands, so that he did not fall heavily, but Qian Wantong found that he had fallen into a coma, and his true qi was completely exhausted, and his meridians were also seriously traumatized, and it can be judged that he was almost only supported by a trace of will to the moment he came out.

Qian Wantong glanced at the trial place shrouded in death, shook his head and sighed: "This kid ...... I'm really tired. ”

After letting his subordinates carry Li Zhennan away, Qian Wantong immediately came to the recorder and asked proudly, "My apprentice, how are the results of the trial?"

When the last pen fell, he was suddenly full of surprise and exclaimed: "Good boy! So far, the team he led has the highest score among all the sword teams! And surpassed the second place with 10,000 points!"

"Ten thousand points?" The sword student who was resting next to him was suddenly taken aback: "This is a sword equivalent to ten Great Sword Master-level ghost swordsmen!

"That's right, even if Li Zhennan is the peak of the Great Swordsman, it is impossible to get ten so many, right? Not to mention that this is still a score above the second place, my God! He shouldn't have led the team to break into the ghost swordsman's lair, right?"

"It's incredible, it seems that Li Zhennan's reputation as a genius has not been wasted at all, and he really deserves to be a genius among geniuses!"

For a while, the sword students talked about Li Zhennan, who was carried away, but they were all comments on how genius he was, and his tone was even more envious.

Qian Wantong laughed, he turned his head to look at the Sword Saint of Destruction and the old sword master, straightened his waist with a lot of status, and said: "Aren't you talking based on your grades? What do you think now? Is my apprentice genius enough? Hehehe, I have already said that whether a person is a genius or not cannot be seen in a breakthrough, but also by looking at the vision, I think your vision is very ordinary! Hey? You see, they came out." ”

Following the direction of Qian Wantong's fingers, many sword students really saw Lu Ming and the others who came out, but to everyone's great surprise, their hands were actually empty, and someone immediately exclaimed: "What's the matter? So far, there hasn't been a zero score, but why haven't these people come out with swords?"

"Yes, it's never been anything like this, you see their mental state is very different from all the people who come out, do you mean that they didn't go inside at all, just waiting for the time to end in the margins?"

"No, didn't you find that Nangong Huajian was also in their team? This person is recognized as a genius on the first day of Qing Yuanzhou, he came to see the trial, it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing, I think they must have encountered something very serious, and they had to end up with this result. ”

Everyone was talking, Zhao Fengyi glanced at Lu Ming, and sneered: "This is not surprising, can a person who can't even protect his own sword still be called a swordsman? ”

"It doesn't seem like there's a lot of success. Qian Wantong stroked his beard, and when he spoke, he looked at the old sword master and said.

The recorder of the Sword Hall looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, and then at Nangong Huajian, and couldn't figure out why they ended up with such a result, so he had to say: "If you can't take out the sword, then according to the rules of the trial, in this first round of trial, you will be eliminated." ”

The Sword Saint of Destruction and the Old Sword Master also glanced at each other, but they were not surprised by the result, but this team. Nangong Huajian's cold arrogance is very famous in the entire Qing Yuanzhou, and he can also afford to be a genius, and now such people have been added to the team, and the state seems to be very poor, from this point of view, they must have experienced a tragic trial that many people have not experienced!

"Such geniuses are all impressed by my apprentices, even if there are no results, the trial is successful. The old sword master thought.

Lu Ming walked indifferently to the recorder with a group of people, and said lightly: "This time there is no achievement, but we brought back a person from it." ”

"People?" Zhao Fengyi saw Lu Ming's indifference, and his anger almost burned the whole person, but now it was the best opportunity to stimulate him, she suddenly sneered, and said: "What can you do if you bring people out?" The trial rules organized by the Sword Hall are to bring out the sword from it, do you think that you have failed the trial and can't face your hometown fathers, and now you want to find an excuse to prevaricate in the past? I tell you, you are dreaming, you just have to face the reality, pack your luggage, take a big zero points, and go back to your small place!"

The recorder and a few staff members of the Sword Hall glanced at Zhao Fengyi, and their brows were slightly furrowed, but no matter what, they also wanted to give her master a face. (To be continued......)