Chapter 312: The heavy sword has an edge
"Ahem, as for the competition, I don't think it's necessary?" Fang Jian coughed.
"What?" The messenger from the Feiyang Holy Land saw that Fang Jian had given up, and his arrogance became even more arrogant, saying: "It's just a small competition. Brother Fang, you can't afford to lose, can you?"
Can't afford to lose
Fang Jian looked cold and said: "You misunderstood. I just think that Leng Aotian is a rare genius with a bright future. I don't want him to suffer another blow, and a bigger blow!"
As soon as these words came out, Emperor Jiang and the envoy from the Azure Dragon Holy Land were both stunned.
A bigger hit
Does Fang Jian think that Leng Aotian will lose in this competition
The envoy of Feiyang Holy Land felt the anger in his chest rising suddenly, and said: "Fang Jian, don't speak so arrogantly. Leng Aotian will win this third level of competition! If we lose today, I will pay you a small sum of fifty thousand yuan." Stone! If we win, how about you pay us 50,000 yuan of fine stone?"
The expressions of the big shots all around changed. This was 50,000 subtle stones, which was an extremely huge number.
"It doesn't matter."
Fang Jian glanced at Qin Nan beside him, found that his aura had stabilized, and spoke lightly.
Some people are like this. You are obviously thinking about them, but in the end they don't appreciate it, and instead they find trouble for you!
It's just that Qin Nan is completely unaware of all this. All his attention is now focused on his own inner elixir.
I saw the inner elixir, and wisps of golden threads suddenly emerged from its inside. The golden threads were ethereal, shaking constantly, surrounding the entire inner elixir, and gradually became entangled. After a while, above the gray-white inner elixir, , there are already three golden lines, making its own aura extremely mysterious.
"What's going on? How come three golden lines sprouted out of it?"
Qin Nan's brows couldn't help but frown.
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In this Sifang Dojo, the first level of strength test ended quickly.
There were a total of 1,123 talented disciples who came to participate. In this assessment, only more than 300 disciples were eliminated, with more than 800 remaining. The scene was still grand.
"Now the second level of assessment begins." Jiang Huang stood up and shouted loudly: "This year, according to the standards of Feiyang Holy Land and Qinglong Holy Land, the martial spirit must reach at least the ninth level of the yellow level!"
As soon as these words came out, many of the disciples in the audience changed their expressions.
The standards for recruiting disciples in the two holy places are different every year. Sometimes they are at the eighth-grade yellow level, and sometimes they are even at the seventh-grade yellow level. However, they did not expect that this year's assessment requirements would be so high, reaching the ninth-grade yellow level martial arts. soul.
In other words, even if you have the ninth or tenth yellow level, after passing the assessment, you will only be at the bottom and will not be noticed by the strong.
"The assessment begins!"
Under the organization of the twenty examiners, each of the talented disciples showed off their martial arts.
At this time, Qin Nan had woken up.
After his thinking and detection just now, he still didn't have the ability to figure out these three golden lines. He originally planned to ask about the bronze mirror, but when he thought of the cost of those five rays of chaotic energy, he gave up the idea. In short, regardless of the three golden lines What it is, there's absolutely no harm in it.
"Huh? These martial spirits are a bit interesting!"
Qin Nan glanced below and his eyes lit up slightly.
He saw many strange martial spirits, such as a scroll of scriptures, a writing brush, a helmet, a monster beast, etc. There were all kinds of strange things. Even if there were differences in levels, the abilities of the martial spirits were different and should not be underestimated. Look at any one.
The second assessment ended quickly. Of the more than 800 people present, only more than 300 people were eliminated.
These more than three hundred people are all super geniuses. Most of them have yellow-level tenth-grade martial arts souls with powerful auras.
"Congratulations to everyone present for passing the second level of assessment." Jiang Huang said with a faint smile on his lips: "Now we will begin the third level of assessment. Although you all know the content of this third level of assessment, but Just in case, let me explain here, this third level of assessment is called sword drawing! What kind of sword is it drawn? It’s called the heavy sword with a sharp edge!”
"The heavy sword has an edge?"
Qin Nan was stunned.
He had only heard of the heavy sword without an edge. This was the first time he heard that the heavy sword had an edge.
"Why does an epee have an edge? It has no blade, but within it, there is a powerful spiritual intelligence. Although it does not belong to the category of magic weapons, when the spiritual intelligence awakens, it can show powerful power! "As soon as Emperor Jiang finished speaking, he flicked his fingers and pulled out a blue heavy sword that was two feet long and about one foot wide. It soared into the sky, fell straight down, and with a clang, was inserted into the square dojo, standing upright. Become the focus of the audience.
"Now that the intelligence of the epee Youfeng has fallen asleep, you need to use various means to awaken its intelligence. The stronger its intelligence is awakened, the higher you can pull it out. If it doesn't have Wake up, even if you are in the Wuzong realm, you can't pull it out at all! "
Mo Aoran appeared in Jiang Huang's tone.
This heavy sword with an edge is a rare treasure he obtained by chance, and it is also one of his prides, because so far, no one under the Martial Emperor Realm has been able to pull it out completely!
"This drawing of the sword is interesting!" Qin Nan's eyes flashed.
"Now draw your sword!"
Jiang Huang let out a loud shout.
"I'll go first!"
Among the many disciples, a genius with a strong back and bulging muscles, like a small giant, stepped out first, jumped up, and landed on the sharp hilt of the heavy sword, with a touch of confidence on his face. .
This genius has a yellow-level tenth-level martial spirit and a third-level martial king realm. He happens to have also practiced a body-refining technique, and his physical strength is extremely terrifying.
He fully believed that with his power, it would be a piece of cake to pull out this heavy sword!
"Wake it up for me!"
The genius roared, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands. A roar of blood roared from his muscles. He burst out with majestic force and pulled out fiercely towards the back.
The entire giant sword was stuck in the ground without any movement or even shaking.
"how so!"
The genius's face changed drastically, and he roared again. He used all his strength and pulled hard, but there was still no movement. This made his face turn pale in an instant.
"Failure! Next one!"
An examiner said coldly that it was simply wishful thinking for such a famous being as Epee Youfeng to even try to pull it out with his own body.
Many geniuses' expressions changed slightly. Although they had heard of the reputation, they didn't believe it at all. This was the first time they saw it today.
This heavy sword has a sharp edge, it’s really not that simple!
"I come!"
With a loud shout, an armored young man slowly moved forward.
The visitor is clearly Leng Jianxiong!
(End of chapter)