Chapter 44 Flying Sword

Zhang Yu could tell at a glance that the flying sword on the field was completely different from the children's flying sword that the original Zhang Yu had bought before. It was obviously not something that could be played with casually.

Faced with the audience's dissatisfaction, the host read the advertisement without changing his expression, and then began to announce the rules of the first game.

The flying sword floating on the field at this moment is a product of the flying sword manufacturer "Jiu Tian Fei Jian", a civilian-grade magic flying sword.

It is said that one does not need to learn any sword-flying techniques, and there is no requirement for the level of Taoism. One can control the flying sword just by changing the output of mana. The test is to use mana to control the flying sword.

The scabbard of this flying sword is like a remote control and a mana transmitter. The flying sword can be controlled by changing the frequency, type, size, etc. of the input mana.

The specific content of this level is to let the participating students use flying swords to hit the signal board flying in the air. The faster the speed and the more accurate the force, the higher the score.

The total score of this level is the same as the second and third levels, which are both 100.

Finally, the final ranking of this French competition will be determined by the total score of the three levels.

After the operating manual of the flying sword was distributed, the students had half an hour to study.

Behind the team of Bailong High School, a middle-aged man in sportswear smiled and said, "So it's still a test of mana control? It's not too outrageous. I thought we had to learn sword-controlling skills on the spot."

This is the competition coach of Bailong High School, named Han Xingye.

Unlike Songyang High School, where the magic teacher acts as the competition coach, Bailong High School has various teachers who are specifically responsible for the competition.

Hearing Han Xingye's words, Song Hailong touched his long hair and said casually: "This is our first competition."

"Coach, please help me see if there are any noteworthy opponents on the scene, especially the quality of Ziyun and Hongta."

Bailong High School, Ziyun High School, and Hongta High School are the three strongest high schools in Songyang City. If nothing unexpected happens, many of their opponents that they will continue to compete with in the next three years should be on the field at this moment.

Han Xingye also readily followed Song Hailong's words.

In addition to Song Hailong's excellent academic performance, it is naturally because of Song Hailong's absolute wealthy status.

This favored child from a large family in Songyang City is a descendant of someone who ranks among the top in KPI in the family. He can be called the ace son of this generation of the Song family.

Han Xingye nodded, and his fingertips slid across his own talisman book. The next moment, accompanied by a burst of mana output, he had already activated the Sky Eye Talisman.

This Heaven's Eye Talisman is used to respectfully request the Great God of Heaven's Knowledge and Questions from the Ministry of All People to evaluate the person seen in the eye.

This type of evaluation brings together a person's comprehensive information, from bank deposits, personal assets to school grades, work performance, family relationships, etc., and ultimately makes a comprehensive fuzzy evaluation.

Don't like the blur and want something more detailed? Then you need a higher level of faith and spend more money.

In short, the effect of the Sky Eye Talisman is that the more detailed it is, the more expensive it is, and the more vague it is, the cheaper it is.

Han Xingye looked at the whole audience at this moment, and naturally did not dare to read any detailed comments. He was afraid that he would be bankrupt at a glance. You know, this kind of thing has happened in the history of Kunxu.

At this moment, the Sky Eye Talisman was activated, and golden light particles in the air gathered into Han Xingye's eyes.

When he looked at the entire scene, he could see different evaluations appearing above each person's head.

Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning

Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, bankrupt gambler, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning

Not worth mentioning, icy skin and jade bones (expand details), not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning

"Um?"

Han Xingye's eyes moved and he discovered that a girl from Ziyun High School had actually jumped into the audience seats.

"That looks like Le Mulan from Ziyun? Why did she climb up there? Was she looking at the signal board for the game?"

He looked carefully, and the evaluation above the other person's head was immediately unfolded.

Ice Skin and Jade Bones丨Danpi丨High Caste丨Purple Cloud Filial Son丨Flower of Gaoling

After all, he was an old user of the Sky Eye Talisman. Although it looked a bit complicated at first glance, Han Xingye thought about the vague comments and roughly guessed what they meant.

"This is a rich man with a special physique, who is very good at taking pills, has excellent grades, is loyal to Ziyun High School, and has a complex composition and high quality."

"Medicine? Physical fitness?"

Han Xingye seemed to be thinking about something, and sent a copy of the keywords to Song Hailong, then looked at the other people present.

Just as he continued to stare at the students on the scene, the competition officially began.

The scene was divided into 18 sub-competition venues. In each group, 18 contestants were randomly drawn and they controlled flying swords to shoot at the signal board in the air in their respective venues.

In Han Xingye's eyes, students from ordinary high schools who were "not worth mentioning" came on stage one after another. They were like rookies, operating the flying swords in a panic. It was good enough if they could hit one or two signal boards in the air, and the judges would give them 10 or 20 points.

"It looks like you've never played with a flying sword?"

Han Xingye knew that although this level nominally tested mana control, the experience of flying a sword was different depending on whether you had played with it before.

Especially when it comes to the control of space, distance, accuracy, and speed, it would be difficult for first-time players to get a good score even if they have strong mana control.

But for students from the three prestigious universities, playing with flying swords is not a rare thing.

For example, the ten people from Bailong High School who are participating in the competition this time have at least four or five flying swords at home.

As far as he knew, Song Hailong's family even had a whole sword library with hundreds of flying swords, and he had no idea how many times he had played with them.

At the same time, except for those who were "not worth mentioning", under the vision of Han Xingye's Sky Eye Talisman, students with "rare" and "elite" evaluations began to appear on the stage.

Han Xingye knew that these were generally the top students in ordinary high schools, or the elite students in key high schools.

"It would be great if we could get 30 or 40 points."

"They don't have good control over their mana to begin with, and they've never used a flying sword before. If it weren't for the really good quality of the Nine Heavens Flying Sword, they probably wouldn't have been able to hit a single signal card."

Thinking of this, Han Xingye was suddenly tempted and wondered whether he should buy a Jiutian magic flying sword.

At this moment, his eyes moved slightly, and he finally saw a different evaluation among a bunch of insignificant, rare, and elite ones.

The innocent slave Han Xingye looked at the other person's school uniform and seemed to be a student of Songyang High School.

In the arena, Qian took a deep breath and slowly grasped the scabbard of the flying sword in front of him.

The next moment, as he input a burst of magic power into it, the flying sword in the sheath flew out with a whoosh.

The entire body of this flying sword was a blade, with no hilt. It shot up into the sky like a ray of cold light and shot towards the signal board in the air.

Although he didn't play it much, Qian Shen had tried the magic flying sword from his grandfather's house several times.

At this moment, according to the trick taught by his family teacher, he slowly injected magic power into the scabbard. By changing the rhythm of the magic power injection, he controlled the flying sword to hit the signal signs one by one.

72 points

Seeing the result of this level, Qian Shen breathed a sigh of relief: "Not bad, I should be able to explain it."

Han Xingye on the other side took a look at the score of 72 and shook his head secretly: "Alas, Songyang High School is also an old key high school, but the level of students is getting worse and worse."

"In the final analysis, they are still complacent and unwilling to learn from the advanced experiences of other schools, such as Ziyun High School's score caste system, or our school's low-score slave system. There has never been any innovation in teaching methods, so how can they keep up with the changes of the times..."

Just as Han Xingye was thinking this, he saw another contestant with special evaluation appear.

In his eyes, Lian Tianji from Ziyun High School walked onto the court with the words "Son of Tianqin" on his head. He swung his arm and shot out the flying sword, scoring 90 points in a flash.

"It seems to be Lian Tianji, the person who is most suitable for Tianqin's mental method in this class of Ziyun High School."

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As more and more players took turns to compete, Han Xingye's eyes moved around and he saw more and more special students.

Songyang High School just had a "son of a school director" appear on the court and score 78 points.

As soon as the 'Ice-Skinned and Jade-Bodied' Le Mulan from Ziyun High School appeared on the stage, she scored the current highest score of 95 points, which amazed the whole audience.

Just as Han Xingye was looking around, suddenly a woman caught his attention.

Jianpi (expand details)

"Oh? A student from Songyang High School?"

Han Xingye watched Bai Zhenzhen walk onto the field. He knew that people who could "unfold" like this usually had complex backgrounds, representing an impressive background or strength or talent, but he did not expect that she would appear among the students of Songyang High School.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw a row of words unfolding above Bai Zhenzhen's head.

Sword criticism|fist criticism|palm criticism|knife criticism|gun criticism|medicine criticism|share tyrant|loan slave|credit card slave|theory of the uselessness of Taoism|Songyang black spot|she is very poor...

Looking at the comments that took so long to read, Han Xingye was deeply shocked.

He never thought that he would be shocked when looking at a student from Songyang High School, simply because the other party's composition was too complicated and far different from ordinary people.

But the next moment, his shock was slightly subsided, only because the opponent's score was 34 points.

"I don't know why the review is so long, but judging from the score, this woman is not worth mentioning."

Soon his attention was also attracted by Song Hailong.

Before going on stage, the top star of Bailong High School took his long hair down from his head.

Zhang Yu was surprised when he saw this scene: "What the hell! He's bald in high school?"

Bai Zhenzhen returned to the rest area with a gloomy face. Hearing Zhang Yu's surprise, she pointed out: "That's not a wig, it's an external spiritual root."

"External spiritual roots?" Zhang Yu remembered that there seemed to be such a thing, but it was the first time he saw it in reality.

Bai Zhenzhen said enviously: "This is not the old version of the spiritual root in school. This kind of external spiritual root is plug-and-play and can be replaced at any time. Yuzi, remember this, this is the birthday gift I want most."

Zhang Yu patted Ah Zhen's shoulder and consoled him, "I can't afford external spiritual roots, but I can satisfy you with both the bald head and the wig."

Bai Zhenzhen rolled her eyes, and continued to stare at the wig that Song Hailong had placed on the chair, thinking about the possibility of taking the thing away.

But after looking at the students and teachers around him, he could only sigh.

After Song Hailong came on the court, he felt the magic power in his body running at his will, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The purpose of installing spiritual roots is to increase mana and make it skyrocket? This is really a poor man's idea.

Song Hailong had only one purpose in installing an external spiritual root, which was to exercise his control over his magic power in the more turbulent process of breathing in spiritual energy and refining magic power.

Only the weak would worry about the uncontrollable surge in mana brought by inspiration, but for a strong person like me, this is the best training opportunity.

He just held the scabbard in one hand, and with the magic power in his palm, the flying sword shot out like lightning.

Han Xingye, who was standing off the court, watched his student control the flying sword like manipulating lightning on the court. In the blink of an eye, he scored 100 points, becoming the new highest scorer of the game. A smug expression appeared on his face.

"100 points, just because the total score is 100 points."

"With Song Hailong's strong mana, strong control over mana, and proficiency in flying swords, he was limited by the total score in this match."

On the other side, when Bai Zhenzhen returned to the rest area, Teacher Yan's eyes swept over her from time to time.

"Bai Zhenzhen has only recently started practicing the French game, right? She's improving so fast, is it a talent? Or just a coincidence?"

However, in Teacher Yan's eyes, Bai Zhenzhen's talent for magic power is ultimately inferior to Zhang Yu's.

A moment later, when Zhang Yu came on stage, she also looked forward to the student's performance.

On the field, Zhang Yu gently grasped the scabbard, and as he input his magic power bit by bit, he could feel the flying sword inside begin to tremble slightly.

Just now when he was off the court, Zhang Yu was thinking about how he could get as high a score as possible.

His current situation is like he has both hands flexible and not disabled, and then someone comes up to him and says: Wow? Strong finger control? Then let me test you, operate the excavator in front of you to open the bottle cap, and see how good your finger control is.

Damn it, this is another unfair and unjust competition where the rich have an absolute advantage.

Zhang Yu secretly complained in his heart.

"This flying sword gives me the feeling of a drone or a flying machine. Even if I have excellent control over my magic power, I won't be able to control it well if I haven't played with it before."

Zhang Yu felt it was very difficult thinking about controlling the flying sword to shuttle back and forth and hit the palm-sized signal signs in the air.

"So I can't play traditional flying swords..."

(End of this chapter)