Chapter Seventy-Two: Registration

The sun shone warmly on her, and also on the soft sword that hummed with the sound of the sword. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This was given to her by Li Chen when he went to Xiling Mountain to learn swords. She held it in her hand, and there was a warmth in her heart.

Her gaze followed the tip of her sword to the seemingly invincible enemy in front of her, but she showed no fear.

As the two took out their weapons one after another, everyone present turned their eyes to the center of the field.

Du Ziteng made a seal with one hand, as if he was urging some trick.

After the seal was completed, the transparent barrier suddenly came into motion, emitting strange fluctuations that covered the entire clearing.

"Please advise!" Yang Yu pointed at his sword and snorted lightly.

"Ten breaths, I won't show mercy! Don't hold on, or you'll lose your life!" the pointy-faced woman responded.

She's certainly not keeping her hands.

Tutor Chaoyun accepts one more disciple, and for her, it is equivalent to one more competitor. She wished she was the only one under her mentor's door.

"Let's go!" Du Ziteng snorted softly.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the two women in the enchantment.

Li Chen stared at Yang Yu even more, for fear that she would not be able to resist and hold on, so that she would be injured again. Her temperament is like this, seemingly innocent and naughty, but extremely stubborn.

The assessment has begun, and Kamu is the first to attack.

She burst through the air, her long sword stabbing with an extraordinarily bright light, shaking people's eyes so brightly.

This is one of her stunts.

The sword light shone brighter, brighter and more dazzling than the fiery sun in the summer.

Perhaps, this dazzling sword is as ephemeral as a meteor.

However, this little effort of closing your eyes is enough to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Yang Yuche was completely swallowed by the dazzling light, she couldn't see the situation in front of her clearly, she could only use the Thousand Star Steps, raise the speed and body technique to the extreme, and dodge and dodge, in order to make this white light retreat quickly.

The white light, sure enough, was only for a moment.

Jiamu's long sword, after all, only passed by Yang Yu. Yang Yu flashed dangerously, and the long sword, only half an inch, could pierce Yang Yu's skin.

When the white light suddenly rose, he quickly used his footwork to dodge this sword, and Yang Yu's reaction was so fast that several mentors nodded frequently.

"Reflexes and speed are amazing!" the bald instructor praised.

But there was only one sentence, so it was only a breath of time that passed.

Kamu failed to make a sword, and he didn't put his breath at all.

She turned sideways and thrust her sword into the grass, as if determined not to use it again.

However, her aura was even more powerful than before, and in the blink of an eye, it became extremely calm.

Yang Yu felt this breath and swallowed his saliva.

"This!Why is it so terrifying all of a sudden!It can't be a secret technique??," Yang Yu wondered in his heart.

She finally dodged the sword, but she immediately felt such a strong aura, which made her right hand holding the sword tremble slightly, and the Ziwei soft sword also trembled, making a "huh" sound.

"Oh, Kamu is going to use the real thing, and the secret technique has also been used!" Master Chaoyun said, but he didn't care.

This Yang Yu does have some talent, and he can be regarded as amazing and brilliant in the outer courtyard. However, in the inner courtyard of talents, she is very mediocre.

Such a disciple may or may not accept her.

Therefore, it all depends on her Yang Yu's own creation.

Kamu, who had stimulated the secret technique, had a sharp increase in momentum, and countless deaths were emanating from his body.

She strove lightly with her left foot.

Then, with her as the center, a mighty force shook the weeds and dirt on the ground, like countless huge waves born on the sea, raging towards the shore until the barrier.

Yang Yu had given up the idea of using the Extreme Killing Sword to fight her. She desperately fled within the barrier, trying to stall for time.

However, how could Jiamu, who had even been urged by the secret technique, let her go so easily.

She slapped several palms from a long distance, and one after another huge palm-shaped phantoms blasted towards Yang Yu, who had been dodging.

Moreover, she also used the power of heaven and earth in dozens of directions to suppress Yang Yu, and her speed was suppressed to only seventy percent under the suppression.

In just two breaths, she slapped a hundred and eight palms. These palm shadows, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, with the charm of death, were overwhelming towards Yang Yu.

Although her Thousand Stars Step had already started, although she had also cultivated the Ten Thousand Shadows Technique.

No matter how much it is, it can't make up for the huge gap in strength after all.

When a palm shadow slapped on her, a streak of blood spilled from the corner of her lips, and several tears appeared in her clothes.

Du Zi made a decisive move with his free hand, and with a wave of his palm in the air, all the remaining palm shadows were dissolved, and they all dissipated in the enchantment.

Dirt and weeds are falling.

Seven breaths only.

Everyone saw clearly the scene of Yang Yu being hit with a palm and vomiting blood, and then he fell down.

The audience was full of discussions, noisy like spring rain.

Yang Yu didn't know if they were admiring Jiamu's strength or lamenting her patheticness.

Her injuries weren't as severe as she had imagined, and the sense of death didn't penetrate deep into her. She knew that Kamu had left her hand, otherwise the death meaning would destroy more than fifty percent of her vitality once it entered her body.

She glanced at Li Chen from afar.

Of course, Li Chen was also paying attention to her, his eyes were still very soft, as if telling Yang Yu: Don't be afraid! Everything has me! It's not a big deal if you can't worship Chaoyun as a teacher, I have been fully prepared!

"Like, I'm really useless!" Her green silk was shaken apart, and a few wisps fluttered in the wind, but she didn't tie it up, but wiped the bleeding from the corners of her mouth, "I can't get started!"

A slightly cold and ruthless voice came out at this time: "Okay! There are still less than ten breaths, so you and I are doomed! However, it is okay for you to be a registered disciple, if you are willing, you will follow behind my disciple in a while!"

Chaoyun saw that Yang Yu's strength was mediocre, and he only had some talent in speed and body technique, so he was only willing to accept him as a registered disciple.

The mentors didn't interject, obviously agreeing with Chaoyun's decision. When it comes to talent, Yang Yu is indeed not enough to become an introductory disciple.

"No need!"

Before Yang Yu could speak, Li Chen shouted for Yang Yu: "Thank you Mentor Chaoyun for your kindness! However, it is not easy to be a registered disciple! My sister Yang Yu can't bear the slightest hardship, so forget it! Let her practice under Elder Red with me in the future!"

"Little one, do you mean to let her be your attendant and stay in the inner courtyard?" Chaoyun asked.

According to the rules of the inner court, if you can't pass the assessment, you either have to settle for the second best thing and become a registered disciple, or you have to go back to the outer court!

"Of course not!" Li Chen said in a serious voice, "Elder Red will accept her as a beginner disciple!"