Feng Feiyang looked around the crowd for the martial arts practitioner practicing swordsmanship. If he hadn't been wearing Wujun's exclusive yellow martial arts uniform, the patrolling teachers would have taken him away long ago.

This is not the case either. Are all martial arts students learning swords today so ambitious?

Feng Feiyang was very unhappy. He walked around and found no one he liked. The one in front of him was not as good as the one without calluses just now.

An old man wearing a yellow military uniform on the rostrum said helplessly.

"President Feng, can you please take a break and stop putting pressure on the child?"

After hearing this, Feng Feiyang was obviously stunned, and he turned his head in surprise.

"President Ye will actually attend this event?"

While the two were talking, teachers from other schools also hurriedly stepped forward to maintain order.

The Martial Arts Association and the Kendo Association are the two giants in Kunlun City. After all, there are rumors that the Kendo Association will be merged into the Martial Arts Association.

Now that the two presidents appear here at the same time, it will naturally attract the attention of many people.

When he came to the judges' table, Ye Bai still had a smile on his face and no airs of president at all. On the other hand, Feng Feiyang's face was so impatient that no one dared to say hello to him.

Wu Tian came to the special swordsmanship examination room with his number plate in hand. There were all martial arts students learning swordsmanship. Everyone needed to report the swordsmanship they had learned before the examination.

I only saw a group of kendo warriors wearing white uniforms standing in line proudly.

"No. 120, Xue Hai, Spirit Snake Sword Technique!"

Others around him also looked at Xue Hai in surprise, knowing that he could learn yellow-level swordsmanship even though he was holding a standard long sword.

Compared to Wu Sheng's surprise, the registered teacher looked calm.

"No. 125, Xu Chen, violent wind sword technique!"

It was another yellow-level swordsmanship, which also made the atmosphere a little strange.

Finding that no one came forward to register, Wu Tian thought about it and then stepped forward swaggeringly. Looking at the standard long sword in his hand, other people around him also guessed that this was also a hidden master?

Under everyone's gaze, he could only see him saying seriously: "No. 250, Wu Tian, ​​basic swordsmanship!"

The tense atmosphere disappeared instantly, and even the registered teacher rarely raised his head to look at Wu Tian in front of him.

Xue Hai, who was meditating at the side, heard the basic swordsmanship and opened his eyes and stared at Wu Tian.

After looking at him for a long time, Xue Hai closed his eyes again. It was not him.

On the contrary, Xu Chen laughed unconsciously when he heard this and said: "Basic swordsmanship?"

After hearing the laughter, Wu Tian looked at him unconsciously, and his sharp eyes put a lot of pressure on Xu Chen.

Xu Chen was frightened and subconsciously took a step back. When he realized something was wrong, he hurriedly counterattacked, but unfortunately Wu Tian had already left alone.

It was at this time that Xu Chen heard discussions around him.

"Isn't that Wu Tian? I almost didn't recognize it."

"Wu Tian, ​​that crane tail? Has he practiced swordsmanship?"

"I guess I want to give it a last try!"

Xu Chen unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand. It was really embarrassing that he would act like that when facing Wu Tian.

The registered teacher was actually very grateful to Wu Tian. After all, there were many martial arts students practicing basic swordsmanship here. His words greatly relieved the embarrassment in the air.

Following the instructions, Wu Tian came to the second training ground.

Lin Ping, who was maintaining order, suddenly saw Wu Tian in the crowd. This kid was actually here.

What's wrong with having such determination? Why do you have to learn martial arts? Lin Ping complained while moving Wu Tian's ranking down.

At the same time, there was a lot of noise from the training ground, and it seemed that the first round was over.

Wu Tian looked at the candidates who came out of the training ground. Everyone had different expressions, and there were even fewer who could maintain their original composure.

As time goes by, the candidates who came later than me have already entered the venue, so why do I still stay here?

After all, the longer he stayed, the greater the pressure he felt, and Wu Tian could feel himself getting nervous.

After adjusting his breathing and using the static pile to clear his mind, Wu Tian immediately entered a meditative state.

Lin Ping, who was observing in the dark, was very surprised. This kid was so calm. Could it be that he was really a fool? A normal person would have been so nervous that he didn't know what to do.

Or should I say that this kid has absolute confidence in himself? Lin Ping observed it for a while and found that this kid was really not nervous!

You know that even he is a little passionate in such an atmosphere, so it's really strange why he can be so calm.

"Director, what are you doing?"

Song Qing took the list of candidates and asked in confusion. After all, the examination was so busy, and as the teaching director of the Ninth Martial Arts School, he actually took some time off here. It was really embarrassing for the martial arts school.

When Lin Ping heard the sound, he turned around quickly and said, "Nothing, is it going to end inside?"

After he left, Song Qing stood at his position and looked around for a week before discovering Wu Tian who was standing meditating.

With this calmness, Song Qing somewhat believed what his father said. How could he be so calm without experiencing the big world.

At this moment, a teacher informed Wu Tian that he was ready to take the test.

After adjusting his mood, Wu Tian stood at a special position holding a standard long sword. Soon, he was surrounded by martial arts students in white.

"Candidates in this session, please note that you only have three minutes."

"The assessment begins."

With this sound, all the candidates present drew their swords collectively, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed shook the entire examination room.

Starting from the first move of basic swordsmanship, everyone showed off the fruits of their daily hard work.

As swordsmanship progresses, those basic swordsmanship skills that are still entry-level are affected.

These people can't keep their own rhythm and swing their swords according to their own ideas.

Lin Ping in the corner was looking for Wu Tian. The boy must have lost his way. After looking around, he finally found Wu Tian in the middle area.

Are you kidding me? This kid has no cultivation. Why can he wield the shuriken without being affected?

A minute passed, and the number of people whose sword skills were affected continued to increase.

This is an assessment of 100 people, and now more than 30 people have lost their rhythm. The only ones who can persist are those who are determined or have higher proficiency in swordsmanship.

So why is Wu Tian among this group of people?

Lin Ping really couldn't understand that one month ago he didn't even have the first level of acquired cultivation, but one month later he became a swordsman genius?

Moves are dead, people are alive, and everyone has their own understanding of swordsmanship.

Obviously he was just showing off his proficiency in swordsmanship, but everyone was silently competing in secret.

Two minutes later, there were only ten people left who could maintain their rhythm. Lin Ping was really dumbfounded. He took out the optical brain in his arms and carefully checked every piece of Wu Tian's information. He suspected that the person in front of him was not Wu Tian.

However, judging from the genetic information at the checkpoint, it was obvious that the opponent was Wu Tian. Just when Lin Ping was confused, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Some warriors with lower strength could not bear the invisible pressure, and the energy and blood in their bodies went riot.

The sudden occurrence of such an incident caused the balance of the training ground to be broken, and the pressure around them was released to the martial arts students like water from a reservoir.

When the teacher invigilating the exam was about to take action, a powerful sword force suddenly erupted from the crowd to contain the pressure.

Xiao Cheng’s basic swordsmanship? No, it’s infinitely close to Dacheng’s basic swordsmanship!

He's so aggressive. This guy's swordsmanship is definitely not the result of hard training. Instead, it's like the essence of what's left behind through battle after battle, eliminating the false and retaining the true.

Wu Tian's sudden outburst completely dominated the rhythm of the entire assessment. In the last minute, everyone followed his rhythm and waved the long sword in their hands.

He is like the king of swords, intimidating the heroes.

With his swordsmanship already surpassing that of many of his peers, Lin Ping was completely sluggish. Is he still the famous crane tail, or the poor student who was about to be expelled from the nine major martial arts schools?

No, I want to drink a cup of tea to calm down. Just when Lin Ping was dumbfounded, Song Qing upstairs had already recorded everything in front of him with an optical brain.

Of course, what she did was against the rules, but with her status as a teacher and her affinity, the male teachers around her were all from the Ninth Martial Arts School, so she naturally pretended not to notice.

The last thirty seconds were Wu Tian's moment. Everyone swung their swords in unison, and the sharp edge on the sword almost divided the entire training ground.
Chapter completed!