In the next few days, Sun Ang practiced with peace of mind, polished and consolidated his realm every day, and slowly practiced the thirty-six sword techniques of the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique.

Yes, it is to practice slowly, slow down every movement, and carefully understand the true meaning contained in the entire sword technique.

Doing this has given him a more complete and thorough understanding of the sword after the thirty-six moves of the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique.

Every afternoon, Long Jianye was still coming to him to be abused, until one day, Sun Ang couldn't help but ask curiously: "Do you have a masochistic habit?"

Long Jianye suddenly burst into tears: "You don't know, I can only be more purified in the afternoon when I practice martial arts with you. In other times, those girls are really trying to get crazy..."

Sun Ang was speechless, then he hooked his finger at him and said, "Get up, let me punch you three hundred times."

Is there any shameless show-off in this world?

Sun Ang was also a little puzzled: "As a saying, I look good, have a good family background, let alone talent, why don't there be female disciples who like me?"

Long Jianye snorted: "Don't you understand? This time, you, Song Guran and I are just three people. Needless to say, Song Guran has been exposed. Few girls like such people.

As for you, you make them feel ashamed. They feel that their family background, talent, and cultivation cannot be achieved."

Long Jianye was honest, but this was because the Sun family was in the purpose of protection and did not publicize the fact that Sun Ang was already a third-level creator; and he told Zeng Xiong and Gan Xinghe that it was impossible for him to promote it.

So almost no one among the disciples knows it.

Sun Ang looked at Long Miano and found that he was also a fan of the authorities. There was another thing he didn't say, that was, Long Miano was tall and strong, as if it was carved out of rocks.

Simply put, it is difficult for Ryumiya to be long and masculine.

When it comes to being handsome, Sun Ang is even better than him, but because of his age, his beard has not yet grown, so he is inferior in this regard.

Ryumiye got up from the ground: "I'm so exhausted, I won't play today. By the way, the yard qualifiers are about to begin. How are you doing? Are you ready?"

The annual qualifiers are actually the time when the new "Kowloon" of each disciple is born.

Before the game, everyone will strive to strengthen their strength, search for divine weapons, reserve the healing pills, or seize the time to practice some powerful killer moves.

Sun Ang shot the tiger-capturing sword in his hand, and his voice was melodious: "I'm ready long ago."

It would be nice if he didn't say that my sword was already hungry and thirsty. In fact, he was indeed the case. With his ability to adjust these days, his fighting spirit was constantly burning in his heart. After the qualifiers began, this kind of fierce fighting spirit would definitely reach a peak and defeat Wu Ning in one battle.

As for the elixir, he doesn't have to worry about it at all now. Sun will prepare everything.

Sure enough, with three days left before the qualifiers, Sun Chen brought a jade box from his home and handed it to Sun Ang: "This is prepared by the clan leader for you, Young Master Ang."

When Sun Ang opened it, the jade box was divided into three layers, each layer was nine grids.

"The first layer is the Qingyu Pill specially used to heal injuries, the second layer is the Lingxu Pill that replenishes the Yuanxi, and the third layer is the evil-elimination pill specially used to detoxify."

Sun Ang nodded: "I can't go back because of my practice recently. Thank you for the clan leader for me."

He seized all his time to practice, and for a while he had been living in the Martial Arts Court. The yard outside the Martial Arts Court was temporarily free. The investigation of the constables had come to an end and returned the house to Sun Ang, and he had no time to go back.

At night, several black shadows appeared outside the yard with tools on their backs, covered their faces, lying on the corner of the street to observe the yard carefully, and then shook their heads together: "There is no one in the yard, it is a good opportunity to do it."

"I've inquired a long time ago, that kid won't come back during this period."

"superior!"

Several people rushed towards the huge silver thunder stone at the entrance of the courtyard. When they took out the tools, they had to chisel the silver thunder stone and steal Xiao Ying's horse-slaying sword.

This is a second-level magic weapon, which is much more cost-effective than a wealthy family who steals theft.

But as soon as they started to do something, they suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, and their eyes turned black.

Behind them, a slim black shadow appeared at some point. Under the moonlight, the black hair was flowing, but there was an indescribable strange feeling of coldness.

Her face was Bingshuang, looking at the four corpses on the ground without any emotion, and snorted coldly: "Only the Xiao family's things can be taken back!"

She looked up at the direction of Tenglong Martial Arts Academy, and her voice was full of confidence: "Sun Ang, I'm waiting for you in the inter-agency competition, don't let me down."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, as if the four people on the ground were not killed by her.

The next day, the case caused a small sensation. The identities of the four thieves were quickly confirmed, and they all had their own evidence. The constables recognized them at a glance.

Let’s look at their location and the tools they carry, and it’s clear what they want to do.

But who killed the person made the constables dare not say anything. The scene was very bloody, and all four of them were beheaded and died. It can be seen from the incision on their neck that the murderer's weapon was very sharp and easily cut off with one knife. The wound was smooth. Four pools of blood were left on the ground, attracting countless flies to buzz around.

"I want to steal the Ma Jian and be killed?" Sun Ang frowned slightly after receiving the news: "Who do you think you are taking action?"

Sun Chen did not hesitate: "It should be the Xiao Feng of the Xiao family. She nicknamed Yuyan Shura, she has always been cruel and ruthless. Even if it is a competition, she often gets seriously injured. As for private matters, she has almost no sensation.

And it is rumored that she likes the killing method of beheading very much, and she feels that it is clean and neat and will never suffer any future troubles.

The third-level divine weapon Meiyue Blade she used looked like a curved eyebrow moon, extremely sharp. I see that the wound was clearly caused by Meiyue Blade.”

Sun Ang nodded and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that the Xiao family valued the horse-slaying sword more than me. They were already going to help me guard the door, hahaha!"

Sun Chen thought to himself, the Xiao family had already lost face in front of you. If the Mazha Sword was taken away by others instead of taking it away by themselves, how could they raise their heads in the Weiyuan County City in the future?

"It is said that Xiao Pin has broken through to the middle stage of the Life Spirit Realm. This time, the cross-age competition and even the Qingyun test, she is ambitious. Master, please be careful of her."

Sun Ang smiled slightly: "The heroes have the same views. I also plan to meet the people from the Xiao family and the Binghe Martial Arts Academy in the inter-agency competition!"

...

Dong, Dong, Dong!

The drums were sounding loudly. On the largest school ground in Tenglong Martial Arts Academy, a circle of big red flags fluttered in the wind, and eighteen-sided cowhide drums were ringing together. The dean, who was rarely seen, also sat on the stage.

Beside him, he was accompanied by Gan Xinghe, Zhang Qinfang and other mentors of the Martial Arts Academy.

The three levels of disciples stand in a square formation, and there is such a qualifier every year, so everyone is used to it. The dean came forward to encourage the disciples, and then there is a normal level: draw lots.

Qingyun Examination actually set three levels, each level ranked in the top ten. However, only the top ten senior disciples have the opportunity to enter the government office and obtain public office.

Because the senior disciples are about to graduate and leave the martial arts academy, and the top ten intermediate and junior disciples also have their own rewards. Of course, the prizes given by the city lord are quite expensive, which has attracted everyone to compete for them.

Not all disciples will participate in the competition. Before yesterday, all disciples who participated in the competition had signed up. Some of them had self-knowledge and would not have to go up and be abused.

Among the junior disciples, a total of 68 people signed up for the competition, and the draw of lots decided their respective opponents. In the end, ten people remained, representing the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy and participating in the cross-agency competition junior disciple competition.

The same is true for intermediate and advanced students. However, the number of senior disciples who signed up for the competition was nearly twice as high as 110.

In such a game, there was no big deal in the past few days, and it was difficult to have strong conversations. Sun Ang’s opponents on the first and second days were both lacking in character and easily won. He didn’t even use his sword and beat them off the court without even making a sword.

After the second day's competition, the number of junior disciples participating in the competition became seventeen.

The next game schedule is a bit troublesome. Ten of the seventeen players were selected. The fairest way was to round-robin competitions and finally count everyone's winning games, but it took too long to do so.

Seventeen people can also play together, and the winner will be the last ten people left.

However, this kind of group competition must be the one who joins hands to kill the strongest first, which is equivalent to weakening the strength of Tenglong Martial Arts Academy to participate in the cross-age competition, so of course it will not be considered.

At night, the yard announced the results: hunting competition, location for the hunting ground in the other yard.

Tenglong Villa in Hupo Mountain has a special hunting ground, which is dozens of miles away. It stocks a large number of first-level beasts and a small number of weaker second-level beasts. It is specially used to train the disciples' ability to hunt violent beasts.

...

Sun Ke stared at the wine glass in front of him, and a hint of anger flashed in his beautiful eyes: "I didn't expect that this time, I couldn't even enter the top seventeen."

She was unlucky and met the perverted Ryumione.

Although Long Jianye could not beat Sun Ang, he was abused by Sun Ang every afternoon during this period. Under the cruel training, his realm was still a thousand miles a day. He was as fist as thunder when he came on the court, and defeated Sun Ke in more than thirty moves.

Some people have predicted that the top ten new junior disciples will definitely have a place for Dragon Mianye.

However, Bai Zimao was among the seventeen people.

He comforted Sun Ke: "I'm not relieved. With me and Senior Brother Wuning here, tomorrow will be Sun Ang's death!"

Sun Ke looked at Wu Ning, and a hint of begging Wu Ning could not refuse the beauty's tenderness: "Junior sister, don't worry, what I promised you will do."

"Sun Ang, you must die tomorrow!" Sun Ke gritted his teeth. She always felt that it was Sun Ang who took away everything he had in the Sun family.

...

The next morning, Sun Ang and his seventeen were taken outside the hunting ground of the villa, and the team led by Gan Xinghe.

He looked around the seventeen people, his eyes seemed to stay on Sun Ang for a while, and then said lightly: "Be careful, once we go in, we don't have time to rescue."

Then he waved his hand and said to the guard guarding the entrance of the hunting ground: "Let them in."

"In two days, the competition will end. We will count the number of beast condensed in your hands. One second-level beast condensed to ten first-level beast condensed. The top ten will only get the chance to be added to the cross-age competition."

The disciples entered one after another, and Wu Ning deliberately fell to the end. Gan Xinghe whispered: "I have created the opportunity for you, it depends on yourself."

Yesterday the courtyard discussed which competition method to use, and Gan Xinghe strongly recommended the hunting competition.

If it was a duel, Sun Ang encountered Wuning during the draw, it might be seen by those who were interested. Zhang Qinfang, Du Polei and others have been looking for opportunities to show their kindness to Sun Ang, so that he would willingly enter the school.

Wu Ning nodded: "Disciple understands, Master Gan!"

When he entered the hunting ground, only God knew what happened. If Sun Ang died, he could be pushed to the beast, and it had nothing to do with him.
Chapter completed!