The recorder put down his pen and said, "The rules of trial are very rigorous, just like we should work hard as swordsmen, one is one, two is two..."
"I think this person can add some points to our team." Seeing that the recorder took on the airs and wanted to be cliché, Lu Ming immediately said indifferently.
The recorder was stunned: "Oh? It seems that you are very confident, so who is this person?"
Humph! Zhao Fengyi sprayed a disdainful breath from her nostrils: "Bai said dreaming! I think you should stop doing useless work and wasting your time. Master Recorder, please record their grades now, but there are still some
Many people are waiting!"
Do you want to direct me? The recorder frowned, but looked at Qian Wantong. When he saw the latter's apologizing smile at him, he turned back his eyes and said, "Tell me, let everyone see this person
Is it very valuable to the sword hall? If that is the case, I think you should have some achievements, but who is this person?"
"I found the saint whom you lost to the sword hall last year." Lu Ming said calmly.
The saint walked out of everyone, touched the sleeve tube, took out a very small sword, stretched forward coldly and said, "That's right, I am the saint of the sword hall, this is my sword!"
"What? The Saint of Sword Hall? She is the Saint of Sword Hall?" The recorder was stunned at the time. The Saint of Sword Hall was indeed missing, but she had been missing for a year, and the Sword Hall had also sent many forces to find it.
, but no useful clue was found. The upper-level figures in the sword hall had been furious about this matter several times. After all, the Saint would go to worship the top figure in the sword hall and the three sword priests in the future.
Moreover, every saint is selected by the masters of the Sword Hall and selected them layer by layer. It would be a pity to lose such a person, not to mention that even those who worship the three sword priests in the future will be lost.
That's the same way that the three sword priests saw the incompetence of the upper class!
How powerful is the sword hall? Can't even protect a saint?
Think about it if the three sword priests think this way, the recorder feels that the air conditioner is rising on his back, but if anyone finds the saint, what does that mean? After all, this is the sword hall invested a lot of resources and manpower over the past year.
, something that cannot be done!
Saint of Sword Hall? Qian Wantong was stunned. He looked carefully at Lu Ming's team. Sure enough, he stood in a woman with good temperament, but her aura was so dull that he didn't even notice it.
But now, the aura in her body is indeed very powerful, but she is very restrained. It seems that she is the Saint of the Sword Hall.
However, these boys have had some luck in breaking into the luck that they found the saint whom they hadn't found in the sword hall for a year? Why are they not my apprentice?
Many Jianshengs were even more surprised and had a little strength, and they stood up and surrounded them, wanting to see the style of the Sword Saint Saint, even if they were familiar with each other!
The Destruction Sword Saint and the Old Sword Master looked at each other again, and the two elders laughed: "It should have been like this."
Lu Ming looked at the shocked recorder who had lost his pen and said, "Sir, Recorder, I think she should be able to add some points to me."
The recorder immediately woke up from the various benefits of finding the saint. He was still a little stiff in his face, but he laughed out loud and said, "This is nature, this is nature. But we don't need to call this, shouting
Just record the official. But this matter is too big. I will ask the upper-level figures in the Sword Hall to confirm before I can reply to you."
"It should be." Lu Ming said calmly, and when he turned to look at the Destruction Sword Saint and the Old Sword Master, he smiled calmly, as if he was comforting.
This child... the old sword master shook his head with a wry smile. If it weren't for you, my old bone would have come to an end. When did I not feel relieved when I did things?
But the old sword master was happy. Lu Ming, the child, was destined to be proud of the entire continent in the future. However, after he found an exciting person like the Saint of the Sword Hall, he could still be so calm. Qian Wantong's two geniuses
Compared to him, my apprentice is simply an insult to this child!
Zhao Fengyi could never believe this fact. If they found the Saint of the Sword Hall, even if they got any sword, they would not be able to compare with them. It was just...
"Who knows if it's just a little bit of a woman to deceive everyone?" Zhao Fengyi snorted coldly.
The camp of the sword camp was built on the edge of endless death. The sword students rushed back one after another with their own trial results. However, the huge team of sword students fifteen days ago is now a large number of times.
Half of the barracks for resting were empty, and there were only a hundred people who could have some energy to watch the results of each opponent.
Everyone knows that it is more appropriate to say that it is not like rushing back when it expires, but actually it is more appropriate to say that it can't wait to escape back.
However, Qing'er found that these sword students who only had a little energy left had no sadness for their companions. Maybe they had it, but now they were all staring at the ranking on the record list with their eyes shining. There was a sword student.
His arms were still bleeding and he was reluctant to spend some time to bandage them.
In this era when the strong are respected and strength is paramount, the phrase "Sword King died under the sword" has fully interpreted this level of reality.
However, at this moment, more sword students rushed from the camp with their tired bodies, rushing to see the saint's charm.
"The saint is worthy of being a saint!" Jiansheng immediately sighed: "You see, she does nothing, and her whole body always exudes an extraordinary temperament, and with my three-front sword master,
The sword realm cannot detect her accurate realm. I guess she has reached the level of a half-step sword master."
"That's of course, among the billions of people in our entire empire, there are only these three saints now. How can they not be the genius among geniuses? The saint's sword realm does not need to be very high now, but her talent is
And potential will definitely go further than everyone in the kendo path, and in the future, we will definitely be a person standing at the peak of the mainland!"
"Yes, it's really worth the trip when we can see the saint!"
For a moment, many sword students were all very moved, but someone immediately noticed something was wrong: "It's just that you see, Nangong Huajian and Leng Jian, but the genius among the sword students in our entire Qing Yuanzhou was once the most influential.
Two compatible, but how did they become a team now?"
"That's right, when they were gathering, they were still tit-for-tat. Unexpectedly, they became a team after a trial. Could it be that they were relieved, right? That would be meaningless in the ranking competition.
!”
"I don't think so. Although I don't know what made them a team, Nangong Huajian's arrogance and cold sword's coldness will never change, and I think I can choose in the face of big interests.
Only by uniting strongly and achieving the goal can they demonstrate their outstanding opinions and excellence!”
"But look, they are all standing behind this indifferent Jiansheng now, and have no objection to his words. This is very strange!"
"That's right, although I don't know what's going on, the core of this team is obviously this indifferent Jiansheng, even the Saint. It seems that this kid must have an extraordinary level that is not equal to his realm.
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Nangong Huajian raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at Jian Sheng who was talking. It seemed that there were still a few good existences in Jian Sheng, but they only saw the result, but they could not guess the beginning at all. Lu Ming was
I can't see through it all, so you can only guess.
After the recorder implicitly distinguished the authenticity of the sword in the saint's hand, he added respect to his already cautious expression. He immediately bowed deeply and said, "Congratulations to the saint, the saint, for taking out the tiger's mouth and returning to the sword hall."
With my arms, now I will arrange people immediately to escort the Saint back to the Sword Hall. Lord the Hall Master will definitely be very happy. Please follow me..."
"No need." The saint said lightly: "You can just inform him of the news of my safe return now. I still have some things to deal with recently. When I return to Fenghua City, I will naturally go to see the master.
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The recorder was stunned: "This..."
The saint said directly: "It's settled. Now we need a rest, you can arrange it."
Although the saint's tone was very light, it was firm and unquestionable. The recorder had to respond: "Yes, I'll make arrangements now. Please follow me."
The saint turned to look at Lu Ming and others, with a faint smile on his face. Naturally, everyone understood, so they followed the recorder.
The Saint is very clear that over the past year, although the ghost swordsman has been constantly instilling power into himself, and he has not given up even a trace of **, and the sword realm has increased to the peak of the great sword master, but this does not mean that
strength.
If I return to the sword hall now, I really have to have no subordinates and trustworthy people. The second-digit Saint has gradually lost its wings over the past year, and it would be too easy to kill myself.
In the sword realm, it can only prove a person's talent, and it does not represent strength.
Just like Lu Ming, who only has four-front sword masters, he can enter the altar alone and steal himself out. This is his strength!
Now, only by following Lu Ming and with the protection of them is the safest. They have no malice towards themselves, and their eyes are very clear.
The Sword Saint of Destruction and the Old Sword Master walked leisurely with indifferent smiles. This time, Lu Ming, the child, was able to bring the saint back, which was something that Sword Hall had never done before, and Sword Hall
What is needed is geniuses. It seems that they will definitely receive the attention of the Sword Hall, which means resources! (To be continued.)