The sword test begins.

The first to stand up was not the top ten disciples on the sword list, but a disciple of the outer court who was ranked outside the sixty gates, this disciple's name was Zhou Zhiwen, and his cultivation was in the middle of the fourfold entrance hall.

Zhou Zhiwen has been in the outer courtyard for four years, and two years ago he also decided to take the sword cultivation and took the sword department, but because his cultivation talent is really ordinary, he didn't even enter the top 100 in the sword exam last year, and it wasn't until he made a slight breakthrough in the realm this year that he had the confidence to participate in this year's sword exam.

As a person who has failed once, Zhou Zhiwen has the ability to calm and resist pressure that many disciples do not have, although he knows that his cultivation has determined that he can't achieve too good results in the sword exam, but because of his enthusiasm and dedication to the way of the sword, he is not afraid of failure, this is a challenge to the demon barrier in his heart as a person who practices the way of the sword, regardless of the result.

He took a deep breath, the hot heart fire had gradually subsided in his chest, he didn't look at the master and the disciples of the sword sect at the height of the sword platform, nor did he care about the burning gaze outside the sword platform, he slowly closed his eyes, stroked the hilt of the wooden sword with his right hand, drew the sword neatly and quickly and erected it in front of him, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were together, sticking to the sword grid, brushing it away from the bottom to the top, reaching the sword bone, and his eyes suddenly opened.

Zhou Zhi asked softly.

"Sword Qiyang!"

When the words fell, a faint sharp aura spread from the sword blade to the tip of the sword from the sword finger wiping the sword body, the wooden sword was like a lit torch, vaguely as if it was attached to it by a cluster of invisible flames, and the faint sword qi fluctuations emanated from it, after the many disciples in the audience saw this scene, one hundred and ten pairs of eyes couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and their hearts were shocked.

"It's ...... Sword Qi!"

Although this wisp of sword qi is really weak, like a candle flame in the wind, it may be extinguished at any time, but if you can condense the sword qi and the sword blade, this is not a beginner to the sword, Zhou Zhiwen is only the cultivation of the middle stage of the entrance to the fourfold entrance, the introduction of the sword scripture is already extremely difficult, and now it is possible to accumulate the sword qi with such a slight cultivation, which is really amazing to many outer disciples.

"This son, you can keep an eye on it. ”

On the high seat of the sword platform, sitting on the pear blossom wooden chair, Xu Yanshan stroked his white beard and nodded slightly, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, he could sense that although this disciple's cultivation was not high, he was very hard in the practice of swordsmanship.

"The disciple knows. ”

Hua Ziyi nodded slightly, but said indifferently: "But if this is the case, it is not enough to meet the minimum standard of entering the Sword Gate, although he has already developed sword qi, but it can be seen that this sword qi is not condensed, tangible and unintentional, just an empty shell, and there is no sharp sense of sharpness, it must be known that every disciple of the Sword Gate can do the sword qi when the entrance is fourfold, and keep the will first." Besides, the foundation of this Zidao is weak, the talent is not obvious, it is impossible to go far only with a young heart to walk the way of the sword, if I recruit him into the sword gate, not to mention that the disciples in the inner door will have gossip, just the level of suppression between the disciples in the sword gate, it will make his sword heart damaged, and his will will no longer be, and then I will not help him, but harm him. ”

Xu Yanshan's hand paused for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "Ziyi's words are also reasonable, so there is no need to force it." ”

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Zhou Zhiwen walked the sword and performed a sword move, and the sound of slashing the air on the sword platform sounded one after another, and the rising hazy sword qi of the sword body slashed several sword marks in the air, making many disciples in the audience shout hello.

"Senior Brother Zhou, it's really extraordinary! With the power of sword qi, you can definitely occupy a place!"

Yu Mocun replied to his fist excitedly, and praised loudly, although Senior Brother Zhou's cultivation talent was weak, his hard endurance in sword training made Yu Mocun, who was used to eating hard, have to admire three points. As an ordinary person from a poor family, he never believed in the saying that there was any destiny destined to be extraordinary, he only believed that man was destined to win the sky, and as long as he was willing to work hard, he would definitely achieve something along the way of cultivation.

But thinking of this, he was suffocated again, and remembered in his heart that he had not yet achieved the introduction of practicing the sword scripture, he did not practice the sword hard, but it was really all the efforts that turned into rolling water the moment he held the hilt of the sword, but he played with the kitchen knife but used it very easily, and he sometimes was stunned, entangled in the importance of talent or hard work in this world.

"I look at the hanging. ”

Ruan Dongyu under the seat snorted sullenly, Yu Mocun came back to his senses, only to hear him snort in the direction of the sword platform, yawning and lazily saying: "You see that his sword moves are stiff, the sword qi is scattered but not condensed, the sword path is unchanged, and the place where the force is collected is far from being rounded." And the sword cultivation, the heaviest thing is that it changes rapidly, he completes the sword trick routine in a regular manner, at most it is hard work, and he is promised a verbal reward, but if you want to enter the sword gate like this alone, it is very rare!"

"You have the ability. ”

Yu Mocun glanced at him, "It's the way you said, why don't you go out to take the lead?" and hide at the end and say cool words, don't you be ashamed!"

......Ruan Dongyu looked extremely calm: "Shanren's clever plan, how can a yellow-haired child like you understand? Ruan Mou This is called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and he will not be defeated in a hundred battles, of course, he must find out the hole cards of heroes from all walks of life, in order to make the best and effective decision, if he rashly goes up to show his strength, except for a momentary will, it is useless." ”

"Hey, I still know myself and my opponent. Yu Mocun looked at him coldly: "I heard that a certain old immortal took the initiative to abandon the sword test for several years in a row, it seems that that person's luck is not good every year, and he meets some ruthless people, and in order to avoid the pain of flesh and skin, he would rather retreat from the battle than draw his sword." ”

Ruan Dongyu's face was embarrassed and abnormal, but his eyes immediately showed brilliance, he slapped his thigh suddenly, and said with a look of empathy and righteousness: "This must be a brave and resourceful ranger like Ruan someone! His ideas and schemes are the same as those of Zaixia! Xiao Mozi! You really want to inquire for your brother which merry person this is! I will definitely visit the door another day and get drunk Fang Xiu!"

Yu Mocun despised this slut with a flying face, and scolded in his heart: It's you dog!

"That's it. ”

Just as Yu Mocun was about to continue to taunt Ruan Dongyu, an indifferent voice came from the high seat of the sword platform, because the formation on the sword platform also had the effect of amplifying the sound, so the waiting area under the stage could clearly hear the voice.

Zhou Zhiwen put away the sword and hung it back on his waist to calm the qi in his body, and after he gasped and bowed to the high platform, he stood in place, waiting for the judgment of the master and the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Hua Ziyi, who was on the high platform, took a step forward and looked down at Zhou Zhi on the sword platform, and he asked expressionlessly, "What do you think of yourself?"

Zhou Zhiwen was silent for a few breaths, raised his head and looked at Hua Ziyi with a little crampedness, his state of mind that he was trying to calm down finally became tense at this time, and said in a slightly dry voice: "I, no...... The disciple's sword qi has not yet been fully formed, and the intention is too dry, but the sharp intention is insufficient, and the sword moves have not reached the state of perfection, and there are many leaks, and the road has not yet reached the clouds, and there is a sense of condensation......"

But before he could finish speaking, Hua Ziyi, who was on the high seat of the sword platform, interrupted coldly.

"Since you can't get on the stage, why do you still come to the sword test?"

Zhou Zhiwen's face turned pale suddenly, and his hands that had not yet been put down from the hilt of the sword trembled again, he tried his best to endure the fear and panic in his heart, and the hot sweat on his forehead did not dry and the cold sweat rose again.

He knew that his sword cultivation was not outstanding compared to the dozens of people in front of the sword list, but the condensation of sword qi and the improvement of his realm had strengthened his confidence a lot. He originally thought that even if he didn't get the favor of the teacher, he would be able to make a little impression in front of them, but he didn't expect that the Sword Sect disciple's words would seal his way forward.

Zhou Zhiwen's mood fell to the bottom.

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The disciples in the audience were also shocked by such an indifferent and ruthless questioning, and many disciples were also pale and their pupils shrunk like Zhou Zhiwen on the stage, many people couldn't imagine that the Sword Sect disciples who were the verdict this time were so ruthless, and they were all worried at the moment, and only some disciples who were quite confident in their own strength still had an indifferent expression.

"What a person!

After Hua Ziyi spoke on the high platform, Yu Mocun watched the disciples who were originally in high mood like frosted eggplants, and some of the female disciples with poor psychological tolerance were even more shocked, their eyes flushed slightly, and they secretly wiped the corners of their eyes with the sleeves of their robes. He has always been a straightforward young man, but under the huge fear and suppression in the crowd, he also unconsciously suppressed his voice, and just scolded in a low voice: "Don't you see Senior Brother Zhou doing his best! The entrance quadruple has sword energy, do you think everyone can do it! What kind of sword are you from parallel imports, you don't respect people at all!"

"Eliminate gas, eliminate gas. ”

Ruan Dongyu, a good old man who has been in peace for ten thousand years, comforted him with a smile again: "Maybe Senior Brother Hua just wants to sharpen him, and the appropriate pressure will help him grow." ”

"Fart!" Yu Mocun was indignant: "Look at his dead face, a look of looking down on anyone, the same color as that Lin Qubai, no! he is more hypocritical than Lin Qubai!"

"Shhhh ”

Ruan Dongyu squeezed his eyebrows and said: "The partition wall has ears, the partition wall has ears, the first rule of walking the rivers and lakes is not to let yourself become the target of the public first, so as to seek opportunities to cross others and yourself!"

Yu Mocun knocked on his head with his knuckles, and then didn't speak.

On the sword platform, Zhou Zhiwen, who was apprehensive in his heart, was silent, he tried his best to control his trembling body, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Brother, disciple....... I don't expect to do something, but I beg for ...... Give it a try. ”

Hua Ziyi, who was on the high seat of the sword platform, looked at him indifferently and didn't ask any more questions, but his gaze seemed to Zhou Zhiwen to be colder than winter, cold like a sword, straight into his heart.

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