Zhang Dashan waved the three-foot-high green peak in his hand on the stage, showing his majesty.
The applause from the audience was overwhelming.
If he had not seen the so-called martial arts masters' previous competitions, Su Yang would definitely think that Zhang Dashan was a complete liar. Now that he was mentally prepared in advance, and watching Zhang Dashan's sword dance, he felt that it was indeed more acceptable.
At least the swordsmanship he uses can be regarded as martial arts. Every move is precise and can be compared with that of an entertainer, but there is still a certain distance between it and a regular martial arts team.
And it is obvious that there are many redundant things in his moves. For example, when he stabs with a sword, he must take about half a second to assume the posture of a white crane before launching the move, and then roar and throw out
The blade of the sword does not move in a straight line. Instead, the wrist twists a few times to make the long sword's forward path become an S shape. After it is completely thrust out, the other free hand will be raised to draw in front of the body.
Half a circle.
Such redundant movements abound, giving Su Yang the feeling that they are purely for good looks and momentum, and the performance is barely enough to be seen. If used in actual combat, it will only have negative effects.
After Zhang Dashan demonstrated a set of swordsmanship, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating. He put the sword behind him, cupped his fists towards the audience, grinned and laughed: "I have shown my embarrassment. I don't know if I can return my Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Swordsmanship."
Can I catch your eyes?"
Everyone in the audience shouted: "Such a magical skill has never been heard of or seen by us. It is simply the best sword in the world!"
Zhang Dashan became even more proud. He waved his hand and said modestly: "I don't think I should take it seriously. I'm grateful to you all for your support. The demonstration has been completed, and the recruitment and selection of disciples will begin. If you are interested in becoming my disciple, please come."
Take the assessment within a day.”
The crowd in the square cheered and rushed toward the gate of the Sanjiang Sect like a tide. Su Yang thought for a while and followed the crowd toward the door. No matter what, being able to become a disciple of the Sanjiang Sect would at least provide him with a place to stay.
So that he wouldn't go hungry, Old Man Wu didn't give himself fifty taels of silver as payment this time.
Zhang Dashan's method of selecting his apprentices is quite special. Those who are under forty and over eighteen will be able to use a sword.
There were about seventy or eighty people who met the first condition. Then these people lined up and performed the simplest sword drawing and chopping movements one by one in front of Zhang Dashan. If Zhang Dashan felt satisfied, he would nod and accept.
If you're not satisfied, I won't let you come here in vain. I'll give you two taels of silver as a payment and some local specialties, and send your disciples to politely send him out of the gate.
He is not good at martial arts, but he is a kind person. If he were a master, he would be ten thousand times better than that guy Yue Buqun.
Su Yang was ranked in the position of Zhongbuliu Qiu. Eighty percent of the thirty people in front of him were eliminated. Some of them could not hold their swords firmly. Some even though they pulled out their swords, they could not insert them after a long time.
sheath.
The few guys who were selected stood to the side with their arms crossed and looked proud, pointing at the people taking the test behind them in the tone of senior martial arts seniors.
According to the degree of martial arts evolution in this new world of martial arts, they do have pride. If these people were included in the book "The Sword of Eternal Life", they would probably be at least masters of the level of Taihang Zhao Yidao.
The man in green robe who was the first to win the "competition" in the square was the first to pass the assessment. Because he was able to pull out the sword smoothly and danced a crooked sword flower, this man was highly admired by Zhao Dashan. In the previous assessment
The first one in line seems to have already been chosen as the senior brother of this batch of disciples.
This senior brother's kung fu was mediocre, and even looked unsightly to Su Yang, but he seemed to have inherited Zhao Dashan's tradition of "kindness". He walked along the queue waiting for the assessment, and taught the people behind him one by one how to draw the sword.
Draw your sword.
With the guidance of "Eldest Brother", everyone in the team was extremely excited. They thanked him for winning streak and said that even if they were unable to join the Sanjiang Sect in the future, they would still ask for more advice from the "Eldest Brother".
Except Su Yang.
The things he said were simply too basic, and some of them were obviously wrong and simply misleading. If Su Yang hadn't seen that this man was quite kind, he would have exposed him on the spot.
When it was about to be Su Yang's turn, the senior brother had already come to Su Yang's side. He looked Su Yang up and down. When he saw the green steel sword in Su Yang's waist, his eyes lit up and he stroked his beard repeatedly.
He said: "Young man, I think your sword is pretty good, and you must have some skills, so I won't say more. Remember, when it's your turn, don't be nervous, just use your usual skills.
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Su Yang's lips twitched a few times, then he smiled and said nothing.
"Young man, do your best!" Senior Brother patted Su Yang on the shoulder and encouraged him.
At this moment, it was the turn of the guy in front of Su Yang to come on. With excitement on his face, he shouted and pulled out his sword with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, because the force of drawing the sword was too great, the man was probably overly excited, and his hands were probably sweaty and slippery, so the sword actually dropped after he took action!
The sword drew an arc in mid-air and flew straight to Zhang Dashan's head with a cold light.
The sword whizzed past in the air, and Zhang Dashan froze on the Grand Master's chair, completely stunned by this unexpected turn of events.
Not only Zhang Dashan, but everyone was stunned, and the scene fell into a relative stagnation for a while.
Except Su Yang!
"Zhang Dashan cannot die!"
This is Su Yang's instinctive thought. Maybe it's because he has to rely on him for food, clothing, housing and transportation in the future. Maybe he simply thinks that Zhang Dashan is a pretty good guy. Anyway, no matter what the reason is, this
Su Yang thought of this for a moment: Zhang Dashan cannot die, and he should not die!
Almost at the same time as this thought, Su Yang's hand had already pulled out the green steel sword hanging diagonally on his waist like lightning.
Without any moves or preparations, while drawing the sword, Su Yang subconsciously squirmed, his arms relaxed, and his whole body blocked the path of the "Flying Sword".
With a slight flick of his wrist, the green steel sword drew a beautiful and round arc, hitting the flying sword's blade with a soft ding.
The flying sword was carried along by this force and immediately changed its direction and flew towards the earth wall on one side.
With a scoff, the flying sword penetrated deeply into the earth wall, half a foot deep.
Everyone is stupid!
This was the first time that Su Yang experienced the power of spiritual power. It was mysterious and mysterious without any reason or reason. This feeling could not be described in words at all, but it actually allowed him to block the flying sword.
Su Yang knew very well that the speed and power of the sword that flew just now was absolutely impossible for him, a guy who had never practiced martial arts, to react in time and be able to block it, but he was knocked away by some strange combination of circumstances!
After a while, a burst of cheers almost exploded from the Sanjiang faction!
