Jian Chen began to cultivate the Xuan-rank Sword Technique, but the result was still nothing. That primordial embryo felt like he had made up his mind not to move, regardless of Jian Chen's anxiety at all, and there was no trace of a sense of promotion. Sword dust is going crazy. How long has it been, and since I cultivated, I have been smooth and smooth, but this time it is very unsmooth.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, it was the New Year's Sacrifice, as in previous years, everyone was looking forward to the results of a year of cultivation, at this time, Jian Chen's spirit was very weak to walk towards the ancestral hall, different from the high spirits of a year ago, this year's Jian Chen had to bear too much.

Seeing Jian Chen's eyes coming in, most people's eyes looked at Jian Chen.

"The young patriarch is here, he will still come, this is really courageous, have you all heard of it, the young patriarch can't be promoted to the sword master."

"Yes, I've heard about it too, hey, last year, the young patriarch was just selected as the most potential young hero in Sword Island, but I didn't expect it to change a year later. Now he is a waste material, and it is estimated that he can be elected as the top ten waste materials this year. ”

"If I am the young patriarch, I will never be able to bear it, do you say that he has done something against heaven and harmony, and God will punish him like this."

The disdainful ridicule and regret that came from around fell on the ears of the somewhat wooden young man, and every sentence was like a sharp thorn piercing Jian Chen's heart, making Jian Chen's breathing slightly short, and his fists clenched, but what could he do besides this?

Jian Chen slowly raised his head, revealing a somewhat delicate and handsome face, his dark eyes swept over the mocking peers around him without a trace of emotion, and the self-deprecation at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth seemed to become more bitter.

It's been a year, it's only been a year, a year ago it was a completely different scene, the world is so realistic, a year ago they looked at themselves with only admiration, a year later today, those people look at themselves as a completely different face. This year has made Jian Chen understand a lot, and it is no longer like a year ago, and the vicissitudes of life that are completely different from his age appear in his eyes.

"Brother Jianchen, you're here." Wan'er jumped over like a yellow warbler, still sticking to the sword dust as always, and only when she saw Wan'er sword dust could she show a smile that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Xiao Nizi, I heard from my father that you have reached the Sword Keeper in the past two days of retreat."

"Well, I originally wanted to surprise Brother Jianchen." Jian Wan'er originally wanted to say something, but when she saw the slight loneliness revealed in Jian Chen's eyes, she stopped. "Brother Jianchen, don't be unhappy, maybe you are more special, don't worry. Let me protect you for a while," said Xiao Nizi, who took out her little fist again, and made Jian Chen laugh.

Just as the two wanted to have a good conversation, a figure walked past them. Jian Wan'er didn't feel that Jian Chen's hand was tight, and she was afraid of being snatched away. This woman was none other than Jian Xinying, she walked past Jian Chen, wanted to say something but didn't speak, shook her head lightly and left. The man he used to admire completely changed after a year and became a famous scrap.

Seeing Jian Xinying leave, Wan'er was relieved, she still remembered that a year ago, this girl was always pestering Jian Chen, until half a year ago, when she learned that Jian Chen's sword was hopeless, Wan'er's most common dream for a while was that her Jian Chen's brother was snatched away. Jian Chen touched Jian Wan'er's head helplessly.

"It turns out that Brother Jianchen is very close to him."

Hearing this, Jian Chen's face couldn't help but turn red, this little girl can't open any pot and mention which pot.

At this time, Jian Yuan stepped onto the stage, and the discussion below stopped. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jian Chen, who was standing under the stage, his eyes were full of love, but he didn't show too much and turned to other places before he nodded and said, "Start the talent test." ”

This annual appetizer is always something to look forward to.

More than a hundred people took nearly an hour to complete the test, and it can only be said that the geniuses of the sword family are continuous, and there are some talented people every year. This year, there are a few more talent level 1 ones. This made the five major families feel pressure, but thinking that the young patriarchs of the Jian family were relieved, if Jian Chen did not work, it would definitely lead to the seizure of power by the people of the Jian family, because the descendants had the opportunity to be the next patriarch. The contradiction of the sword family is their hope, it turns out that Jian Chen's rebellion has caused them great pressure, but now they are safe.

"The next year-on-year comparison, see how everyone has progressed in the past year." As soon as these words came out, everyone began to look forward to it, and there have been too many changes in the past year. Wan'er reluctantly left Jianchen because she also participated in the New Year's competition this time. It was Jian Yuan who forced her, and she couldn't always be under the protection of Jian Yuan, which was not conducive to growth. Jian Chen's inability to advance made Jian Yuan's requirements for Wan'er increase a lot, which made Wan'er suffer.

Jian Wan'er walked to the stage, and it was Jian Shang who faced off. Jian Shang was stunned for a moment when he saw that it was Jian Wan'er, "Sister Wan'er has also reached the sword master." ”

"Don't get close to me, Brother Jianchen will be angry." Wan'er said in a decent manner, and Jian Chen, who was in the audience, couldn't help laughing.

"Then, Sister Wan'er, be careful." A hint of gloom flashed in Jian Shang's eyes, and it was Jian Chen, Jian Wan'er, I will make you regret it.

Feeling the fierce sword qi in front of her, Wan'er raised her eyebrows lightly, and then saw that the audience was looking at her sword dust, and her eyes were fixed.

"Sister Wan'er, be careful." Seeing Wan'er looking at Jian Chen, the people in the audience couldn't help but remind.

At this moment, Wan'er's figure suddenly moved a small step to the left, but this one step avoided Jian Shang's attack impartially, making many people in the audience who had a crush on Wan'er sweat for Wan'er. Jian Chen's eyebrows raised, it seemed that his father didn't teach this girl anything, but Jian Chen's face showed a trace of displeasure, he knew that if he nodded, this little girl's tail would not still rise to the sky.

Seeing the unhappiness on Jian Chen's face, Wan'er scolded Jian Shang in her heart, and the offensive in her hand became a little more rapid. Seeing Jian Shang retreating step by step, Jian Wan'er's mouth was tilted, as if telling Jian Chen how powerful she was.

Feeling almost happy, Jian Wan'er gradually stopped, but it was just an ordinary family competition, and Jian Wan'er didn't really attack Jian Shang. Seeing that Jian Wan'er's offensive had weakened significantly, Jian Shang's eyes flashed, and the sword moves in his hand suddenly changed.

Seeing this sword dust, it was not good to say secretly, "Wan'er, be careful, this is the Phantom Sword Dance." “

Hearing this, Jian Wan'er remembered that Jian Shangke also used this move last year to almost defeat Jian Chen, but at this time, the tip of Jian Shang's sword was already full of sword light, and it felt almost there, Jian Shang's sword swung towards Jian Wan'er, although there were many moves that could block this move, but now time did not allow Jian Wan'er to use it, and Jian Shang's sword hit Wan'er's body fiercely, and Wan'er flew out in shock.

"Jian Shang, you are despicable, Wan'er left your hand on you just now, and you still shot so hard." Jian Chen, who looked bad, rushed up with an arrow step and caught Jian Wan'er. "Are you alright, Wan'er?"

"It's okay, Brother Jianchen, let me get up, I'm going to beat that bastard well." Wan'er coughed before she finished speaking, and it seemed that Jian Shang's blow was not light.

"It's all like this, you still want to take revenge, and you can't be so merciful to the enemy next time. This brother Qiu Jianchen will help you get revenge. ”

"But Brother Jianchen."

"You still don't believe me." Wan'er had no choice but to go down.

"Jian Shang, now your opponent is me." Jian Chen picked up Jian Wan'er's sword and pointed at Jian Shang.

Hearing this, the audience was in an uproar.