In the early morning of the next day, nearly 200 young people gathered in the school martial arts square. Although the training day was short, the formation was still tight. They stood upright opposite three high platforms, waiting for the last step to enter the sword test.

"Boom"

"Boom", "Boom"

…

"The first game, Yang Xuan versus Zhang Hong!"

"The second game, Hua Wu versus Bai Jingjing!"

…

As the war drums beat, the final test of the young men who want to join the sword officially begins. Then, under the announcement of the old man who presides over the sword test ring, the young men who are named one by one step onto the three rings one after another.

"The eighteenth match, Wang Kun versus Luo Zhan!"

Suddenly, a shout of nominations resounded, and Luo Zhan responded and left the team, striding towards the third high platform in the field.

"Wang Kun, please give me some advice!"

"I'm Luo Zhan, please give me some advice!"

"start!"

The person who climbed onto the third high platform with Luo Zhan was also a 12 or 13-year-old boy. After exchanging fists and greetings, at the referee's order, the three high platforms placed in the field immediately fell into a state of attack.

.

"trust"

"To", "To"

…

For a moment, the sound of wooden swords clashing together became one, and the simple basic swordsmanship became inextricably intertwined with each other, causing the young people watching in the audience to exclaim with excitement from time to time.

However, compared to the sword test on the first and second high platforms, the sword fight on the third high platform was not that interesting. This was because, as soon as the referee's words fell, the wooden sword held by Luo Zhan had already

It hits the opponent's chest extremely quickly.

"Well, Luo Zhan wins this round!"

After staring at Luo Zhan for a moment, the slightly surprised referee Fang nodded gently, and immediately after a nod, he wrote down the notes in a flurry of motion.

"Thank you referee!"

He bowed his hands in thanks, and then, without any hesitation, Luo Zhan jumped down from the four-foot-high platform and disappeared into the crowd, leaving the young man with his head lowered and staring blankly at a white mark on his chest.

Next, time passed by little by little until nearly noon, Luo Zhanfang ushered in the second sword test. However, the opponent in this sword test was a teenage girl.

"My dear, Luo Zhan, I must admit defeat in this match!"

Looking at the little girl who was only two years younger than himself, Luo Zhan couldn't help but be speechless for a while. After thinking for a while, he just clasped his fists and admitted defeat. Ren Zhizhi, if the other little girl can join the sect, her destiny will be certain.

will change.

"Hmph, this girl doesn't need your permission, just watch the sword!"

However, facing Luo Zhan's courtesy, the little girl who was almost half a head shorter than Luo Zhan showed no appreciation. She opened her mouth slightly and snorted coldly, then raised her sword and stabbed him.

"Toto", "Totototo", "Toto"

In an instant, the two wooden swords clashed rapidly, leaving a series of crisp "Toto" sounds. Suddenly, Luo Zhan made a powerful swing, turned away the other's sword and attacked the wooden sword, took two steps back, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

said in surprise.

"What a speed!"

After seeing the little girl's fencing speed, Luo Zhan couldn't help but be surprised. It should be noted that the realm of martial arts has always been divided into six levels, namely: initial understanding, a glimpse of the door, entry into the hall, comprehensive understanding, proficiency, and reaching the pinnacle.

In his previous life, Luo Zhan had practiced Tai Chi sword and admired Yang Guo's "Black Iron Heavy Sword", so he had dabbled in many subjects. He had already reached the stage of "preliminary understanding" of the most basic sword styles.

At this time, after more than ten days of speculation and diligent practice, Luo Zhan's basic swordsmanship has reached the level of "getting a glimpse of the door". Even so, Luo Zhan, who struggled to swing away the little girl's wooden sword opposite him, unexpectedly developed an incompetence.

The idea of ​​victory, how could such a situation not frighten Luo Zhan.

"Hmph, how dare you look down upon me, knowing how powerful I am? But next, I will use my third strength!"

Looking at Luo Zhan, who had a look of surprise on his face, the little girl seemed quite happy. After scolding, she spun the sword hilt again, and the speed was three minutes faster out of thin air, stabbing and slashing like a gust of wind and rain.

Come.

"To", "To"

"boom……"

As the true fighting power of the little girl on the opposite side was revealed, Luo Zhan, who was unwilling to die in exchange for his injuries, was unable to fight back and was stabbed in the chest by the little girl with a sword, ending the fight.

"Well, that's good, Rui'er's swordsmanship has improved again!"

In the distance, under a big tree, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes gently stroked his sparse beard, looked at the fierce fighting arena in the distance, nodded slightly, and looked very satisfied.

"Congratulations to Hall Master Mu, if the young lady has such qualifications, she will definitely inherit Hall Master's unique swordsmanship in the future!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man in brocade clothes had a good complexion, the bald man accompanying him immediately raised his hands to congratulate him, showing that he was proud of himself.

"Well, Deacon Teng has done a good job. It took only ten days to train a selected disciple for our gang who has good swordsmanship. It is really rare."

Hearing the words of the bald man, the middle-aged man in golden clothes turned his eyes and stared at the defeated young man in the field for a moment. After slightly nodding, he praised and praised each other. For a moment, both of them were in a great mood.

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In the evening, the selection of disciples of the "Nujiang Gang" was completely completed. There were originally nearly two hundred young people, but only one hundred and twenty were selected into the "Nujiang Gang". However, the identity of the inner disciples who did not need to do handymen was still unknown.

It will take three months to see the outcome.

"This is the legendary internal strength technique!"

Holding a blue booklet titled "Puyang Jue" with the first three levels of exercises in his hand, Luo Zhan couldn't wait to open it and read it. Although "Puyang Jue" was only a third-rate exercise, Luo Zhan still couldn't resist its power.

charm.

"Internal strength" is the foundation of all martial arts. Without internal strength, most martial arts will not be able to express its power, and will be regarded as just a trick, without any power at all.

Once the inner strength is instilled, ordinary martial arts moves can also be used to create a powerful force, and the force can crack monuments and crack stones. What's more, they can be as complex as simple, as clumsy as clumsy, and possess great power with every movement.

This is also the tragedy of martial arts practitioners in the 21st century who have weak spiritual energy. Although there are boxing masters who can develop internal strength based on ancient methods, few can achieve great success.

"Sir, it's time to eat."

Suddenly, a buzzing voice sounded from the bed opposite, reminding Luo Zhan, who was fascinated by the "Pu Yang Jue" technique, that it was already late.

Following Luo Zhan's instructions, Luo Tong, who attacked fiercely with his fast sword in the sword test room, passed the last level without any surprise, and joined Luo Zhan as an entry-level disciple of the "Nujiang Gang".

But when they were staying in the branch's dormitory, the bald man unexpectedly booked a spacious and bright dormitory for the two of them. You must know that the other entry-level disciples were crowded into a dormitory with four people.

Therefore, except for Luo Zhan's hidden guess, most of the others were confused and mistakenly believed that Luo Zhan and the bald man had a nepotistic relationship. For this, Luo Zhan was confused and did not explain it.

"Well, time flies by so fast!"
Chapter completed!