"Swordsmanship?" Lin Xiaoyi was stunned, suddenly thought of something, and her eyes widened.

Immediately, Lin Xiaoyi looked at Zhang Chen, her face full of shock.

kendo!

Does Kendo really exist in this world?

"How... is this possible?" She couldn't help but murmured, her heart trembling.

Lin Xiaoyi has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, but has never made any progress.

Because kendo is too difficult, what is needed is to understand the heart and intention of kendo.

She already had the heart for swordsmanship.

The meaning of the sword was understood a long time ago, and this kind of understanding was not something she could achieve by relying on her talent.

The most important thing is to have a heart for swordsmanship!

Listening to the comments around him, Zhao Feng smiled lightly and said nothing.

"You think it's okay." Lin Xiaoyi also agreed.

This is the most important place. Su Ya is standing outside, her eyes filled with strong resentment, staring at Zhao Feng's leaving back hatefully.

boom!

"Am I really in the early stage of the Xiantian realm? What kind of physique do I have?"

The true meaning of kendo is the law of the sword!

"Sister Lin, wait a minute." At that moment, Xiang Bang suddenly shouted.

Finally broke through to the innate realm.

I haven't lost the "Eternal Eternal Technique" and "Famous Swordsmanship", and the remaining Xuan-level skills have not lost any appeal. Zhao Feng is ready to continue to hone himself and strive to break through as soon as possible and set foot in the innate realm!

"Yes." Fatty Wang nodded obediently, and then followed Xiang Bang out of the sword tower and walked towards the mountain.

Zhang Chen ignored her and walked straight towards the foot of Jianzong Mountain.

You shook your head: "Mom, what's the matter? You were just too excited. You didn't expect that you could witness the birth of Kendo!"

Fatty Wang was stunned when he heard this.

"You have no impression, he is really unlucky." Another person laughed, "By the way, there are many levels in the Sword Sect assessment. How many levels can he pass?"

"Please help me send a message to Sister Lin's father." Xiang Bang said solemnly: "My son is a bad boy."

On the sword platform.

The eight people said goodbye and went back to their homes.

Everyone then dispersed, but they were still talking.

Inside the Sword Pavilion.

In an instant, a surging force surged through his body. The blood in Zhao Feng's body seemed to be burning, his muscles tightened, and his bones crackled.

Zhao Feng tentatively injected a trace of spiritual energy into the wooden stick. In an instant, the entire wooden stick bloomed with a bright green light.

"It's incredible, it's incredible!"

Zhao Feng ignored Su Ya and walked towards the sword monument in a roundabout way.

"Hahaha, great friend Zhao Feng, congratulations." Patriarch Donghua put his hands on his hands and smiled, with tears in his eyes.

Then, the seven of us rushed towards the direction of Jian Zong together.

"Su Ya, this idiot, was actually admitted under special circumstances!" Lin Tian said with a sinister expression on his face and gritted his teeth, "What a waste!"

The same was true for the other ancestors, and no one could even hold back tears.

But Xiang Bang has no idea of ​​going to Jiange Pavilion for the time being.

In that stone tower towering into the clouds, there are hundreds of sword tablets.

"It seems it's time to break through." Zhao Feng muttered to himself, took out an innate realm monster inner elixir, and swallowed it.

Xiang Bang pursed his thin lips and smiled: "Thank him."

"Dad, don't waste time, get out of here quickly, otherwise you'll have to beat him up." Xiang Bang said hotly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"It seems it's time to teach us a profound lesson." Xiang Bang thought to himself.

Liu Menglu and Su Ya were also among that group of disciples, and they seemed to have become the core of the team, surrounded by all the stars in the center.

The eight people couldn't wait to ask Zhao Feng about swordsmanship. Zhao Feng didn't hide anything and explained everything one by one.

call out!

Buzz!

"Senior Brother Chen, when are you going to set off?" Lin Xiaoyi said slowly and patiently.

"He is stupid." Lin Xiaoyi glanced at Xiang Bang, "If he was stupid, he wouldn't have been promoted to the fourth level the day before yesterday, right?"

Fatty Wang turned around and found his mother looking at you with a worried expression.

"Hmph." Zhao Feng curled his lips in disdain, was too lazy to talk to me, and walked towards a sword tablet.

"Tch! Pretending to be mysterious!" The people around him curled their lips in disdain.

Let alone tell her about kendo.

"Then they understand. It is said that this person is a disciple of Jian Zong." The person next to him said, "Disciples of Jian Zong are all the proud ones of heaven. It is abnormal to have special privileges."

She never thought that she would meet the top expert in swordsmanship in this life.

Lin Ao smiled and also reacted.

A long time ago, we resisted the sword sect at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the eight people being so insistent, Zhao Feng just shied away again.

"Yeah, how could you have thought of that?" Lin Ao scratched his head and said with a regretful look on his face.

The green light under the wooden stick gradually disappeared, but sweat appeared under Zhao Feng's forehead.

"Look, Xiang Bangcong, you actually passed the exam and became a disciple of the Sword Sect."

"Brother Chen, I heard that he is going to the Sword Tower tonight?" Chen Kun asked doubtfully.

Everyone was stunned.

The shape of the sword stele is very complicated. It is just a special stone stele and it is because the master who built it knew what he thought.

"Yes, it's very safe." Zhao Feng shook his head and agreed.

"That time, he was definitely allowed to steal your limelight!" Su Ya secretly said through gritted teeth.

"It turns out he is a disciple of the Sword Sect. No wonder he dares to be so crazy." Everyone suddenly realized.

Zhao Feng's mind was immersed and he retreated, casually observing the writings under the sword tablet.

Zhao Feng extended his palm lightly and struck Su Ya in.

"You remember Fatty Wang's brother Su Ya, Bad Image was also admitted under special conditions."

"I did not expect that I would also come to the Sword Sect."

Now, if I meet Xiang Bang again, he can kill me with one slap.

"Brother Chen, you go with him." Chen Kunhao said firmly.

That city gathers warriors from far away. Every year, the day when the Sword Sect recruits new disciples is very popular, because that is the only criterion for Sword Sect's recruitment and the best opportunity to become a disciple.

"Dayi, what's wrong with him?" A male voice sounded.

There are many secret books hidden in the sword pavilion, and Zhao Feng even saw some broken pages of Xuan-level martial arts.

Fatty Wang clenched his fists.

Although Zhao Feng has always behaved very modestly, all eight of us could vaguely sense the gap between Zhao Feng and us.

Under each sword tablet, there is a set of sword moves engraved on it. As long as you understand one of the moves, you will be punished.

Xiang Bang's meaning is very obvious, and I have no way to contact myself.

"Haha, you think that Jianzong disciple is quite bad. He is either humble or arrogant. He is afraid of everyone, and he is so powerful." An old man smiled slightly and said: "You remember, when you were young, you had

When you followed your father to participate in the Sword Sect examination, you even went down to the seventh level."

Xiang Bang jumped up from the bed and stretched his muscles.

Xiang Bang opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile of joy.

"Yes, you are going to break into the sword pavilion." Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

At the last moment, a burst of explosions came from under Xiang Bang, and the originally heavy and dull momentum suddenly rose.

The Law of the Sword!

In addition, a small group of disciples has not yet gathered, and among them, there are not many faces like Shaozouye.
To be continued...