Before dawn on the second day, a total of eighteen disciples from the mountain who participated in the disciples' martial arts test meeting walked along the mountain road to the disciple hall. Those disciples who were not qualified to participate also couldn't help it, so they went to the mountains to have a lively time, which was also an eye-opener. More than 50 people went up the mountain.

I haven't been to the disciple's hall for a long time, and when Lin Chuyun and the others saw the door number of the disciple's hall again, they remembered the experience of the past year, and it was like a lifetime away.

At this time, the courtyard has been cleaned up, on the top of the lobby, the green tiles that have lasted for a long time shine in the light of the early sun, and every stone slab in the courtyard seems to be swallowing the charm of Lingyunmen for a hundred years.

After a while, all the disciples of the Disciple Hall came out of their respective houses, cleaned up, and lined up on both sides of the courtyard. Occasionally, a yellow leaf falls down, looking elegant and solemn.

The disciples under the mountain passed one by one, and the participants were all dressed up in spirit and stood on the side of the courtyard early, while the disciples who were not qualified to participate stood on the periphery.

The deacon elder He Santong and the mirror elder Fu Kun walked out of the disciple hall lobby, Zhao Changfeng also followed, and the last one to come out was the head of the Lingyun Sect. The three of them all set up seats in front of the hall, the head of the door sat in the middle, the two elders sat on both sides, and Zhao Changfeng stood on one side.

The deacon elder He Santong said loudly: " Lingyunmen's annual disciple martial arts test conference officially began, I will first introduce the rules to you, the disciple martial arts test conference is divided into the mountain disciple martial arts test conference and the disciple hall disciple martial arts test conference, the mountain disciple martial arts test conference, by the selected mountain disciples, respectively, and the three examiners selected by the disciple hall one by one, can go through thirty rounds under one of the examiners The disciples under the mountain are eligible to enter the disciple hall, the competition is not difficult, everyone looks at their own creation; , Those who can go through fifty rounds are eligible to become one of the big disciples of Lingyun Gate, at present, the big disciples of Lingyun Gate, only your senior brother Zhao Changfeng, everyone shows their talents, I wish you all good results!"

After saying that, I saw Ling Yun's head waving his hand, and Fu Kun, the head of the mirror, let out a long roar: "Disciple martial arts test conference, start now! First of all, the mountain disciple martial arts test conference will be held!"

All the disciples of Lingyun Sect, a total of more than 100 people, all cheered loudly.

This is the beginning of the annual event.

"Yamashita disciples and participants, come here to draw lots to select the examiner for the test. A senior brother in charge of drawing lots in the disciple hall shouted.

Everyone drew lots one by one, Zhang Tianpeng first drew the "C2" lot, Han Yang drew the "A 3" lot, and Lin Chuyun drew lots to see that his brand was "B 6".

"What does that mean, what does this sign mean?" everyone wondered.

"All the disciples under the mountain heard clearly, look at the signature numbers in your respective hands, A, B and C represent the examiners who are going to face off, Examiner A is Senior Brother Li Yixian, Examiner B is Senior Brother Lu Zhijing, Examiner C is Senior Brother Wu Feng, the following numbers represent the order of your appearance, and the junior brother who draws the 'A One' number will be the first to appear and face off with Senior Brother Li Yixian, and so on. The three examiners are all senior brothers with strong martial arts in the disciple hall, everyone be careful, and I wish you all good luck!" After the senior brother in charge of drawing lots finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized.

It's just that I didn't expect Lu Zhijing to be the examiner again, and the disciples under the mountain who started with "B" complained bitterly.

And Lin Chuyun drew "B Six", he was the last person to face off against Lu Zhijing.

It can be said that the road is narrow, this person will make things difficult for Lin Chuyun at the bottom of the mountain, and he will not give a little face, how can he be merciful to his subordinates now? However, Lin Chuyun is not afraid in his heart. He has a sword ghost to guide him in swordsmanship, even Han Yang can only go through more than thirty moves under him, this Lu Zhijing, no matter how powerful he is, Lin Chuyun will definitely fight with him.

A whistle sounded, and the Yamashita Disciple Martial Arts Test Conference began.

First of all, the disciples who drew "A One", "B One", and "C One" appeared against Li Yixian, Lu Zhijing, and Wu Feng respectively.

The three of them walked to the center of the field, and they were all a little trembling in the face of the three examiners.

In the center of the courtyard of the disciple's hall is a yin and yang gossip diagram made of stone slabs, at this moment, the disciples who are in the martial arts competition step on the five elements of the eight trigrams, but their minds are up and down, while the rest of the disciples are gathered aside, watching the competition go on.

Because the martial arts of the disciples under the mountain are low, if they use iron swords, they are afraid of hurting people, and they all use wooden swords, and they will decide the victory or defeat in swordsmanship.

The jousting begins.

As expected, the three examiners were indeed the best in the disciple hall.

The three people who took the lead on the field, except for the "Bingyi" who fought to the twentieth round with his slightly skillful swordsmanship, the other two were all defeated, and they were beaten to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Is this the ability of this year's disciples under the mountain? Our examiners are not allowed to use internal force, only relying on swordsmanship, are you so vulnerable?" Lu Zhijing said with a disdainful expression.

Lin Chuyun was angry when he saw his villainous appearance, but he was bitter to see that his swordsmanship was indeed very powerful, and if he wanted to find a chance to win, he had to use 200% of his strength.

In the second game, it was time for Zhang Tianpeng to play.

Lin Chuyun walked to Zhang Tianpeng's side and whispered to him: "After you get on the field, find an opportunity to get close to him, you fight with all your strength, fight with all your strength, and try not to let him use the trick that entwined the lower plate just now." ”

Zhang Tianpeng listened and nodded: "Don't worry, the kid who just lost is indeed not good at swordsmanship." ”

Lin Chuyun patted him on the shoulder: "Go ahead." ”

As soon as Zhang Tianpeng came on the field, everyone was "oh~", he was tall, only sixteen years old, but he looked much taller than Wu Feng opposite.

After the two of them saluted on the field, facing the behemoth in front of him, Wu Feng took the lead in drawing his sword and shouted in his mouth: "Senior brother, be careful." ”

After Zhang Tianpeng blocked with a sword, he tried to keep a relatively close distance from Wu Feng according to Lin Chuyun's statement, because he couldn't stretch, and the swordsmanship of the two of them was mainly chopping, and before they knew it, the two of them had gone through fifteen rounds. Zhang Tianpeng used his strength to block Wu Feng's fast sword one by one.

Seeing that if it went on like this, there would be no winner or loser, Wu Feng totoed a little, turned his body back, and took out two swords in a row, and immediately distanced himself from Zhang Tianpeng, he already understood Zhang Tianpeng's playing style and strategy, and he must not let him bully himself again.

Wu Feng's wonderful move won a burst of applause among the disciples, they have been trying to practice swordsmanship at the bottom of the mountain all year round, but they have never seen anyone who can make such a wonderful sword move, in fact, this move is called Danfeng Bailu in the Lingyun swordsmanship, it is a few moves in the thirty-six Lingyun swords through ingenious connections into one move, but the disciples under the mountain have never practiced such a move, so they naturally feel amazing.

Zhang Tianpeng secretly shouted in his heart: It's not good.

Sure enough, Wu Feng's sword made a lot of clever moves, one move through the sun, and another move to hit the sky, all of which were swordsmanship with big opening and closing, and Zhang Tianpeng could only block hard. Zhang Tianpeng shouted loudly every time he made a move, with a strong momentum, his arms and shoulders had been frequently hit by the sword, fortunately he was determined, and he forcibly endured the pain, although Wu Feng's swordsmanship was wonderful, these few moves failed to take Zhang Tianpeng down.

Who knew that Zhang Tianpeng only cared about parrying, but there was no way to interfere with Wu Feng's sword, Wu Feng finally used that trick to wrap around the lower plate, this move is called the grass gray snake line, cage Zhang Tianpeng's legs, Zhang Tianpeng's left leg was hit by the sword for the first time, it was still the ninja who shouted out of the sword in pain, Wu Feng made a backhand move again, this time, Zhang Tianpeng finally couldn't parry, and a sword was knocked to the ground.

After a while, the air seemed to freeze.

"Thirty-first round!" shouted the disciples counting next to them.

Hearing this report, Zhang Tianpeng still couldn't believe his ears at first, and the surrounding disciples under the mountain suddenly burst into earth-shattering cheers, and Lin Chuyun also showed a joyful smile on his face.

Zhang Tianpeng is the first disciple under the mountain to go through thirty rounds, which means that from now on, he is already a member of the disciples of the disciple hall.

Wu Feng shook his head helplessly with a smile, first thinking about Zhang Tianpeng, who had just gotten up, and saluted, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, congratulations." ”

And Lu Zhijing, who had already finished cleaning up his opponent next to him, sneered and said to Wu Feng: "Senior Brother Wu, are you careless?"

Wu Feng had no choice but to smile and shake his head.

And Zhang Tianpeng was embraced by a crowd, and it was he who brought a burst of heart booster to these disciples under the mountain.

And Lin Chuyun knew that although Zhang Tianpeng looked stupid, he had an amazing talent in sword training, plus he was willing to study hard and study all the way, how could he not achieve something.

After the second round of competition, only Zhang Tianpeng won this round.

At the beginning of the third round, it was Han Yang's turn to play.