Although Jing Ke has accepted Leng Ming as his disciple, Wang Ling still needs to judge through this actual battle whether Wang Nuan's spiritual sword is Leng Ming.
He needed to know how far Leng Ming could grow after two days of special combat training.
This kendo competition was a good opportunity to test Leng Ming's learning efficiency.
For Wang Ling, learning ability is the key.
After all, if you want to find a spirit sword suitable for being a nanny for Nuan Yatou, you must be proficient in everything, and Leng Ming still has a lot to learn.
The bronze group competition is about to begin.
At the front of the spectator seats at the old sword field, there is a spectator seat made entirely of crystal. This is a spectator seat exclusively for the judges.
Jiuyou, Yu Ling who speaks nicely, Mo Yu who speaks nicely, and Xiao Qian.
The four major judges of this kendo competition are all seated in this crystal room.
"The bronze group competition will start soon. I wonder how the little guy's performance will be?" Yu Ling said.
She crossed her slender legs, and her pink high-slit cheongsam hung down to the ground along her long legs, attracting the attention of many sword spirits in the spectator seats.
"White!"
"Idiot! Those are safety pants!"
"You are the fools! How can you be disrespectful to Master Yu Ling? Look away your dirty eyes!"
…
In the sword king world, Yuling has always been very popular, which is expected.
Mo Yu also has many fans, but because he is too nice and often appears in front of outsiders, compared to Yu Ling, he seems to lack a bit of mystery.
Ignoring the comments in the surrounding spectator seats, Jiuyou also expressed his expectation for this bronze group match: "It is said that Master Jingke personally gave special training to the child Leng Ming."
"What kind of special training is it?" Mo Yu asked curiously, the jade corolla on his head emitting a beautiful light.
"It seems to be a mixed doubles match. Master Jingke and Master Bai Sheath will play together." Jiuyou replied.
"Oh no, isn't this just domestic violence..." Mo Yu suddenly felt a little pitiful for Leng Ming.
"It was repaired after the beating. In order to prevent the child Leng Ming from leaving a psychological shadow, it is said that Mr. Bai Sheath cleared the memory of the special training."
"Empty everything? What's the use..."
"Because there is no need to use brain memory anymore. When fighting later, what Leng Ming will show may be muscle reaction memory."
"..." Yu Ling and Mo Yu were shocked.
How many times does it take mixed doubles to form muscle memory
Soon, there was a roar of gongs and drums all day long in the sword fighting arena.
200 sword spirits from the bronze group enter.
The four entrances to the sword fighting arena were opened at the same time. At each entrance, 50 sword spirits were introduced into the arena in an orderly manner by the royal sword guards, and lined up in four rows to form a square array.
And Leng Ming was in the team coming out of the east exit. He was extremely small, but he stood at the first one. He looked like a little kid.
In the audience, many sword spirits commented on this.
"Is this the sword master's new apprentice? It looks ordinary to me!"
"With extremely high talent values, he reached the top of the Sword Monument test, but after all, he has only been conceived for a few days. How strong is his true combat power?"
Although the news of Leng Ming being accepted as a disciple by Jing Ke has spread throughout the Sword King world, doubts are still inevitable.
No one would doubt Leng Ming's talent.
After all, the values on the sword tablet cannot be false.
However, there were actually no more than two days between Leng Ming being accepted as a disciple by Jing Ke and now the start of the kendo tournament.
If you round it up in terms of hours, it’s not even two days…
In such a short period of time, many people will put a question mark on how far a newly born little sword spirit can grow.
Facing the crowds of people surrounding the sword fighting arena, I listened to the doubts pouring into the air.
In the Tianzihao room, Lotus Sun frowned slightly, she was worried about Leng Ming.
Originally, she wanted to use this kendo tournament to find a sword spirit for Wang Nuan during the competition, but the atmosphere now was too tense! Her whole heart couldn't help but lift!
"After all, it is such a large-scale swordsmanship competition. Just watching it makes people feel overwhelmed. It is normal for Miss Sun to have emotional fluctuations in her heart." Wuwu consoled him from the side.
"Rong Rong's nervous reaction is so cute."
Sun Ying'er laughed on the side: "Do you feel like you are waiting for your child's report card to come out?"
"..." Sun Rong was startled.
Not to mention, Sun Ying'er's words really hit the mark.
It's okay not to say...
This seems to be true.
It was obviously the first time she met Leng Ming, and Sun Rong didn't know why she felt so worried about Leng Ming.
Maybe it's because this is the relationship between Jingke's disciples...
Since he can be accepted as a disciple by Jing Ke, does Wang Ling also have high hopes for Leng Ming
"Little guy, you must work hard!" Sun Rong clenched her fists and silently cheered Leng Ming in her heart.
"Koko!" Sun Ying'er showed a connotative smile on the side.
She didn't pay much attention to the competition. Her eyes were on Lotus Sun from the beginning to the end. In comparison, the girl's interesting reaction was much more exciting than the competition.
Just imagine, more than ten years later, her family Rongrong and her children...
Then she herself and her children went to the parent-teacher meeting together, waiting for the final report card. Maybe she was also very nervous, right
With her mind developed to this point, Sun Ying'er quickly shook her head.
She felt that she was thinking too much...
What kind of child is not a child
Why did you think about the child's problem...
And even if she gives birth to a child, who she will give birth to is still a problem.
Wang Ying
That nasty gorilla
She would jump from here and starve to death! I will never agree to be with this guy!
…
boom!
At this time, a picture came from the magic ball, and along with a fiery explosion, a big explosion occurred in the center of the entire sword fighting arena!
Just when Sun Ying'er was thinking wildly, the melee in the bronze group had already begun.
To everyone's surprise, everyone thought that this melee was a big fight between each other.
The result was the moment Jiuyou announced the start of the game.
Except Leng Ming.
All the bronze spirit swords turned into sword lights and soared into the sky...
Their movements were uniform, and their goals were astonishingly synchronized!
A total of 199 sword lights of various colors rushed towards Leng Ming!
When these sword lights collided together, a big explosion occurred!
In the thick smoke, two spiritual swords, one ice and one fire, broke out. They were the famous ice and fire brothers of the bronze group. According to their ranking, they were jointly selected into the melee of the bronze group.
They rank second and third respectively in the bronze group sword monument list.
Second only to Leng Ming.
After the results of Leng Ming's sword tablet came out, the two brothers worked together to find an opportunity to teach Leng Ming a lesson.
As a result, when the game started, I couldn't help it on the spot.
What the two brothers didn't expect was.
The other sword spirits in this game had the same thinking as the two of them, and they all attacked Leng Ming as soon as the game started.
"Under such an offensive, what can you do even if you are Lord Jingke's disciple?" Brothers Ice and Fire sneered in their hearts.
At this time, a ray of emerald green sword light rose into the sky.
The powerful sword energy tore through the thick smoke.
A boy wearing rattan armor patted the ashes expressionlessly and slowly walked out of the torn and billowing smoke.
He was unscathed, not even a speck of dust on his face.
This is the effect of the special training after receiving Jing Ke and Bai Sheath's mixed doubles.
Although Leng Ming is just a piece of grass.
But now, this grass is very hard.
Although I owe more and more, I will definitely pay it back... If I don't pay it off, I won't be done. Don't worry, everyone.
(End of chapter)