Liu Baichen was stunned and looked suspiciously at Luo Feng, who was wearing a mask behind Wei Meiniang.

Luo Feng's presence was very low from the beginning. He almost didn't notice it and thought he was just a little follower brought by Wei Meiniang.

These words immediately caught Liu Baichen's attention, and he was extremely shocked.

You know, even in the entire Wufang Mountain, those who want to find the Jiuyou realm can only be counted on ten fingers.

"Meiniang, this master is..." Liu Baichen became alert.

For a Jiuyou warrior to enter the Baidi Guild, this is no child's play.

"My warrior from the Hongyan Guild is only eighteen years old today. He is the child I am planning to take to the road to purgatory." Wei Meiniang was also shocked. She didn't know how Young Lily could tell.

According to reliable information, Luo Feng’s sea of ​​​​qi indeed warms and nourishes the cultivation of the old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

"Eighteen years old?" Liu Baichen frowned and asked Xiao Lili, "Are you sure you read that correctly?"

Liu Baichen tried to sense Luo Feng's cultivation, but there was no feedback.

Unless the other party is more advanced than him.

Youlili touched her little mouth, walked around in front of Luo Feng a few times, and suddenly shook her head, "That's weird, could it be that I sensed it wrong?"

"It seemed that for a moment just now, I really felt the fluctuations of his Qi sea, and it was very deep, no less than you, Uncle Liu."

"But..." You Lili tried to feel it again, but found that she no longer had the same feeling as before.

"This girl's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Tiger Soul Realm, and her strength is as strong as mine. How did she sense it?" Luo Feng was secretly surprised, but did not dare to show any emotion.

"That must be an illusion. I have never heard of anyone reaching the Nine Nether Realm at the age of eighteen," the thin man stood out and introduced his elder brother Liu Baichen, "This little brother is

He is a martial artist, and he also knows real swordsmanship."

"It turns out that he is a physical practitioner. There is a child named Cao Man from the Black Dragon Guild who is also a physical practitioner. Now he has reached the fifth level of pulse gate at the age of nineteen. How old are you?" Liu Baichen breathed a sigh of relief and stared straight at it.

Luo Feng.

Being looked directly at by a strong man from the Nine Nether Realm, Luo Feng was under great pressure, but he still said calmly, "It's just a third-order pulse gate."

"Third level pulse gate?" Liu Baichen was greatly disappointed.

If you were outside, an eighteen-year-old third-level pulse gate warrior would indeed be pretty good, but! This is Wufang Mountain, where monsters gather.

It looks somewhat bleak.

"Meiniang, you know the qualifications for physical warriors to participate in this year's Road to Purgatory, right? They must be at least fourth-level pulse gates, unless children like Youlili are rune warlocks."

"A swordsman can do it, too," the thin man beside him reminded him urgently, as if he wanted to prove something.

After all, his cultivation was completely ruined, and now he has changed his course. Swordsmanship is his only dignity.

"How advanced is your swordsmanship?" Ying Slender Man asked Luo Feng quickly.

Swordsmen are also very rare here.

It is said that swordsmen who use swords, even if they do not rely on Qi, can reach the ninth level with great power, or at least be relegated to the fairyland.

Of course, if you can use Qi and know swordsmanship, it will be even more terrifying. Killing someone across the border is no joke.

Especially after reaching the Dragon Peak and the Divine Warrior Realm, these two stages of qualitative change, swordsmen are even more terrifying.

Unfortunately, swordsmen are even rarer than rune magicians. Regardless of whether they know how to use Qi, even a simple sixth-grade swordsman will probably make the major forces fight for their lives in Wufang Mountain.

Luo Feng thought for a while, he was already at the sixth level at the age of sixteen, which was comparable to the early stage of Dragon Peak. Unfortunately, it was abandoned later, so how could he know what level he was.

After thinking for a while, Luo Feng tentatively asked, "What is the minimum level that a swordsman must be in order to participate in the Road to Purgatory?"

"Between the fifth and fourth grades, it is best to be the fifth grade. After all, if someone knows that you are a swordsman, it will be difficult for the fourth grade to survive in a fight where geniuses gather,"

The implication is that similar to rune masters, sword masters, and puppet masters, these unsophisticated and troublesome warriors, although their combat abilities are not as good as traditional warriors, they are very troublesome in battle.

Luo Feng nodded and said uncertainly, "It should be... fourth grade?"

"Haven't you ever tested it?" Ying Slim Man wondered,

"No," Luo Feng said.

Liu Baichen was a little worried for Wei Meiniang. Luo Feng was not qualified for the third-level pulse gate, and he did not believe that Luo Feng had the qualifications to break through in the short term.

Even if Luo Feng is a fourth-grade swordsman, if he has to rely on the geniuses of the White Emperor Guild for help, he will definitely be a burden on the road to purgatory.

He didn't know if his eldest sister would agree.

"In that case, let's take it for a test immediately," Liu Baichen sighed, looked at Wei Meiniang with a complicated look and hesitated to speak. Finally, thinking of Wei Meiniang's character, he could only swallow it hard.

A few minutes later, Luo Feng was taken to the martial arts gym he passed before, including the swordsmanship gym.

It's not a big place, it can even be said to be a bit deserted.

After all, there are very few swordsmen. If this place were not the Baidi Guild, it would have been covered with dust.

There was only one old man in the Kenshu Martial Arts Hall. He was dressed in rags and was sweeping the floor with his waist bent.

He was a little surprised to see Liu Baichen and others suddenly come in, and he stepped forward with a smile, "Bai Chen, what are you doing here all of a sudden?"

Liu Baichen respected the old man very much and bowed to him, "Mr. Yang, I have an eighteen-year-old kid here. He doesn't know what level of swordsmanship he has yet. Can you help me test it?"

"Swordsman?" Mr. Yang's eyes lit up, and he saw Luo Feng wearing a mask. "My child, have you ever learned swordsmanship?"

"I learned it when I was a kid, but it has been abandoned for many years."

Immediately, Mr. Yang sighed, "The road to swordsmanship requires diligent study and practice. A day's waste will make a difference. I'm afraid it will take a few years for you to..."

"Mr. Yang, let's give it a test," Liu Baichen was no longer interested in Luo Feng. He was entirely concerned about the face of his sweetheart Wei Meiniang, and his tone was inevitably a little helpless.

Luo Feng didn't care. Anyway, his focus was on blood. Of course, before that, he had to be qualified to participate in the Road to Purgatory.

So Luo Feng was not careless.

The old man turned around and took out a wooden sword, handed it to Luo Feng's hand, and said earnestly, "My child, since you have learned swordsmanship, you should know that the level of swordsmanship is not difficult from the first to the third level, but the difficulty lies in the fourth level."

"The fourth-grade sword is like a dragon. It has a long-lasting momentum. The sword energy erupted from one sword must have a certain degree of lethality. You try your best."

Luo Feng nodded, feeling the attention of everyone around him, and felt a little dizzy for a moment.

"Just swing your sword at the wooden stake, and I will determine your level based on the power caused by the release of your sword energy."

Mr. Yang is highly respected in the Baidi Guild and is already a seventh-level swordsman. His strength does not require precision instruments to judge.

"Luo..." Wei Meiniang noticed that Luo Feng's real name was being called out, and quickly changed her words, "Li Qingshan, don't feel pressure, and use the sword to be arrogant."

Of course Luo Feng knew that the moment he held the sword, his whole temperament also changed, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

The sudden burst of momentum actually made Yang Laodu, who was not optimistic at all, his eyes light up, and he secretly said, "This look is a good sign of a swordsman. It's a pity that it has been neglected for many years. What level can it reach?"
Chapter completed!