The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-five chapters three-level assessment

The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-five chapters

When Zao Wou-ki and others walked out of the Taoist platform, Zhao Hu and the others looked extremely unwilling, and their expressions were quite angry.

“My son, let’s forget it?” Zhao Hu was seriously injured and said angrily.

“Forget it? When do I say forget it?” Zao Wuji laughed softly.

“That?” The three sword servants, Zhao Hu, were immediately confused, and didn’t know what idea his son had made.

The corner of Zao Wou-ki’s mouth raised a smile: “Didn’t I just say it? The more fierce people are, the more miserable they fall. You guys will double the story of today, and wait for the famous sword conference to begin. , I see how he ends up!”

“Even if it is a lesson to him today, a few people know that after the Famous Sword Conference, I will ruin him!”

Zhao Hu worried: “But I want him to really…”

After they fought Ye Qingtian, there was a shadow in their hearts, fearing that the other party would really shine in the famous sword tournament.

Zao Wou-ki smiled and said: “I have tested his strength. He should not know the Galaxy Sword Intent. If he does, he will go straight to my last glass of wine.”

He has always tried to see if Ye Qingtian really mastered the Galaxy Sword Intent as in the legend.

After a try, no more worries.

The cultivation base of Seven Element Nirvana, no matter how strong his own background is, and no matter how amazing his kendo attainments are.

As long as there is no Galaxy Sword Intent, and the true leader of the sacred land of kendo, there is only one who is crushed and beaten.

Still want to shine?

Waiting to be humiliated in public!

…

In any case, Lin Yun has indeed sighed for Donghuang Jianxiu now.

Now he is not only the Swordsman Wizard of Tiandaozong, but also the leader of Eastern Desolation Swordsmanship.

When everyone woke up, the people who had scorned him before came forward to make friends.

Lin Yun declined one by one, and returned to Jianzong Post with Ye Ziling.

Ye Ziling did not speak on the way, still very cold, but occasionally looked at Lin Yun, as if he had something to say.

Lin Yun took the initiative and smiled: “Miss Ye, I should agree with my previous point of view now. Jian Xiu should go out and walk more. Blindly retreating will only lead to a dead end, or a devil will be born.”

“Although you have obtained the ancient sacred source, you still have the dragon sword body, and the kendo talent is unparalleled. But if you don’t fight against people, don’t experience life and death, you can’t really become a master by relying on the sacred source.”

Ye Ziling didn’t say a word. If it were before, she would definitely refute it.

In fact, she also understands these principles, but since Lin Yun left, she has always been in a difficult mood for some reason, so she has to shut herself up.

Practicing in a more extreme way has caused some changes in temperament.

wrong!

Ye Ziling suddenly stopped and said, “How do you know this? Who told you?”

Lin Yun was taken aback for a while, knowing that he had almost missed his mouth for a while.

“Mountain Master Muchuan told me that he also had some past stories about Miss Ye and the funeral boy with me.”

Lin Yun had to throw the pot to the third senior brother Muchuan.

“This peak master is really talkative.” Ye Ziling didn’t suspect that he was there, and only muttered softly.

“By the way, I just wanted to ask, why did you suddenly say what the funerary always said before? Have you seen him?” Ye Ziling wanted to ask for a long time.

Lin Yun smiled and said: “When he left the ruins of Xuanwu, he did meet once and didn’t get along well. This person is boundless, handsome, and extraordinary, and his swordsmanship is even more of a prodigy.”

“Although he has only met once, Yemou and him have seen each other like before, and I am deeply admired.”

It’s not too embarrassing to praise himself after all, Lin Yun clicked it all, and he couldn’t stand it any more.

“So I really saw it.” Ye Ziling’s eyes lit up and said: “Did he say where he went?”

“I don’t know.”

Lin Yun groaned: “But he passed me some kendo insights, so that I can see my old friends of Jianzong in the future, and if I have a chance, I will take care of them.”

“I see.”

Ye Ziling said relievedly: “No wonder I just looked at your swordsmanship. You have some funeral styles, but they don’t seem to be the same. You are really humble. Your talent is not weaker than our brother Lin. I was wrong before. is you.”

She corrected her mistakes as soon as Lin Yun apologized.

However, she still felt that this person had other secrets, and did not tell her all.

“Can I see your sword?”

When he was about to enter the post house, Ye Ziling suddenly turned and said.

She thought that Lin Yun’s sword was a bit familiar, but most of the swords in the world were the same unless they were particularly strange in shape.

So she can’t determine what, but if you observe it carefully, she might see some clues.

“Give.”

Lin Yun was very calm and directly sent the funeral flowers over.

Ye Ziling wanted to pull out the burial flower, but was immediately hindered, and had to continuously inject the energy of Nirvana.

Huh!

When Lin Yun saw that it was almost done, his mind moved slightly, and the funeral flower followed her out of her sheath, and the star power was released immediately.

“Xing Yao Sacred Sword!” Ye Ziling was taken aback, shocked and a touch of loss appeared in his eyes.

It seems to be dazzled, and she has not actually played with Lin Yun’s sword at close range, but one thing is certain, the Flower Burial is not a star soldier.

“It’s really a good sword. It might be famous at the Famous Sword Conference.” Ye Ziling said softly.

“maybe.”

Lin Yun took the funeral flower and laughed softly.

After Ye Ziling entered the post, Lin Yun kept looking at the other side’s back, and did not choose to follow up.

“Senior Brother Lin, why don’t you recognize the senior sister?” At this moment, Zhao Yan walked over silently.

Lin Yun had known his existence a long time ago, and he probably recognized that he used the Profound Character Sword Art of Xiaoyao Nine Swords.

“This place is not convenient to talk, let’s change the place.” Lin Yun glanced at Zhao Yan and said in a deep voice.

The four sword servants who had just defeated Zao Wou-ki, he is now half a man of the world, and he still doesn’t know what it will become after a night of fermentation.

Be cautious, otherwise it will be troublesome to reveal your identity.

Just now, the dojo meeting can know that even after such a long time, the reputation of the funeral of the playboy is still not quiet.

Even the Black Feather Palace, which is far to the north, has heard of it. It is conceivable that once others know that Ye Qingtian is Lin Yun, what a storm will be caused.

The two came to a remote corner, and only after they were sure no one was following, did they begin to talk with confidence.

According to Zhao Yan, Senior Brother Mu Chuan was coming over this famous sword meeting, and they just came to open their eyes.

They didn’t expect to get a place in the Famous Sword Conference, and the kendo gap between Donghuang and the outside world was relatively clear.

Moreover, Jianzong is not a holy land, the gap is even greater.

“Brother Lin, why did you risk coming here?”

Compared with that, Zhao Yan is even more curious about why Lin Yun came to this famous sword conference.

Lin Yun smiled and said, “Do you remember how we met?”

Zhao Yan said: “Naturally remember that we met at the Xiaoming Sword Conference in Qingyan County. No one would have thought that you could take the Thousand Thunder Sword back…”

When he said this, he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Lin Yun incredulously and said, “Brother, you?”

He had already guessed that Lin Yun’s purpose might be the same as the original Xiaoming Sword Conference.

This shocked him extremely!

Lin Yun nodded: “Try it.”

After bidding farewell to Zhao Yan, Lin Yun spent the rest of the time cultivating in the post of Tiandaozong.

But something about him was spread quietly.

Rumor has it that Donghuang has produced a kendo wizard who defeated the four sword servants of Zao Wou-ki in the Black Feather Palace with a single sword, without paying attention to Zao Wou-ki at all.

Even threatened that the so-called Sword League was nothing more than that.

After inquiring a little, and knowing the deeds of Ye Qingtian in the Eastern Wilderness, the story became more and more outrageous.

Some people say that he threatened that his swordsmanship is the best in the world, and no one among his peers can match it.

Originally, the Jianmeng had extremely contempt for Donghuang Jianxiu, and hadn’t paid too much attention to it, and was particularly excited to learn about it.

For those with good things, the news that Jian Shaotian won the top of the list twenty years ago was even more aroused.

The Jianmeng went up and down, immediately unhappy.

“Where did the madman come from? I really think my sword is second to the sky.”

“This is too arrogant, but after defeating a few sword servants, it is so arrogant.”

“He really doesn’t put our sword league in his eyes!”

When things were fueled by someone who wanted to make a difference, it immediately became out of control after being caught up in the sword shaking the sky twenty years ago.

Jian Jingtian is the inverse scale of the major sacred grounds of the Sword League.

But these things, Lin Yun in the retreat practice did not know.

Seven days later, the legendary three-pass assessment officially began, and only after passing the three-pass can you get the sword-worshiping post.

The three-level assessment of the Tibetan Sword Villa is still fairly fair, and all disciples of the Sword League are treated the same.

The disciples of the Sword League did not pass the assessment, and they couldn’t get the sword worship post.

Things are the same as Donghuang Jianxiu said, these three levels are extremely sad, and the first level tests comprehension.

It takes a very short time to realize a ghost-level inferior swordsmanship, and at least it must be successfully displayed to reach the entry level.

The second level is more difficult. The test is to fly the sword to see if the fit between the man and the sword meets the requirements.

The last level is actual combat, which requires ten moves in front of a semi-holy who masters the destiny flame.

After the three passes, the Eastern Desolation Jianxiu was almost wiped out, and fewer than ten people passed the assessment.

Compared with the people in the sacred place of kendo, it is almost negligible.

Many sword league geniuses shined in these three assessments.

Before the famous sword conference started, these people began to become famous, letting the world know the foundation of the sword league.

Lin Yun didn’t want to be too ostentatious, all three levels were completed step by step, as long as he got the sword worship post.

After all three levels are over, the famous sword conference officially begins.

The venue of the conference is at the inner gate of Cangjian Villa.

The Tibetan Sword Villa is magnificent, majestic and vast, dizzying all kinds of tall halls, and there are many ancient furnaces burning the sacred fire that has not been extinguished for at least a thousand years.

Even the disciples within the Sword League, seeing these battles is an eye-opener.

“Eight Fiends Lock Soul Formation!”

Lin Yun glanced away, and he saw this again at the Hidden Sword Villa, his expression changed slightly.

[After thinking about it, the three-level assessment is still a one-off, let’s speed up the rhythm of the famous sword conference. Recently, many people are short-cut, and Brother Yue is daring not to say anything when he looks at him, so I go for it. 】