Four hundred and thirtieth IX to teach young people a lesson
Chapter 439: Teaching young people a lesson
Shen Song led the two deacons, He Liang and Zhou Chi, out of the hall.
Su Yun and Shen Lingjin immediately stopped talking.
"Two deacons, this is the genius disciple I want to introduce to you, Su Yun."
Shen Song introduced Su Yun and then winked at him.
Su Yun stepped forward to greet him and said, "I have seen two deacons."
He Liang looked at Su Yun casually and said lightly: "Shen Song was inside just now and praised you so much that you were like a swordsman.
Then I will not follow the regular examination process and go check your bones and test your cultivation and spiritual strength.
Let’s start with something simple. When the time comes, both you and I will suppress our spiritual strength to the level of the innate realm, and we will fight with swordsmanship. As long as you can hold up half a stick of incense under my hand without losing, then you will pass.
Already."
Su Yun was stunned: "Is it that simple?"
"Simple?"
He Liang couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
Today's young people are really ignorant.
Even if he suppresses his cultivation spiritual power to the same level as Su Yun and does not use the power of the golden elixir, his understanding and insights into the way of the sword and his rich practice experience are all invisible advantages.
With the same strength, he can exert greater power and effect.
Ordinary Xiantian disciples, few of whom could hold up half a stick of incense in a fight with him at the same level.
This time it was also because Shen Song praised Su Yun too much before, so he made things a little difficult for him.
But I didn't expect that Su Yun would be so arrogant.
"Since you think it's easy, then I'll make it more difficult."
He Liang said: "If you can stick to one stick of incense under my command, then I will not only consider you to have passed the examination, but also give you a qualification of Level B."
Within Wanjian Sect, the qualifications of disciples are assessed and divided into three levels: A, B, and C. Each level is further divided into upper, middle and lower levels.
Generally speaking, any qualification that can be rated as Grade C is considered to have passed the assessment.
As for second-level qualifications, they may not be considered superior in the two branches of Tiansha and Changhe, but in the Hezhong branch, they are definitely considered to have excellent talents.
Shen Lingjin's qualification was to be rated as a middle school student, which made Shen Song proud.
And a rating above B can definitely be regarded as a core seed in Hezhong.
"Yi Shang..." Su Yun smiled faintly and said nothing.
However, this disapproving look made He Liang laugh angrily: "If you don't like the B-level rating, that's easy. If you can fight me to a close, then I can give you an A-level rating."
!If you can defeat me, I can give you an A rating!"
A first-class rating is rare even in the Tiansha and Changhe lineages, and only a few direct descendants who have received the true inheritance can achieve it.
As for the ratings above A, there is only one disciple each in this generation of Tiansha and Changhe.
Su Yun didn't know these situations, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.
He had sneaked into Wanjianmen this time and had already made a preliminary plan. He was not going to develop slowly and obscenely, but wanted to seize resources as quickly as possible.
Only the more stunning and dazzling your performance is, the more opportunities you will get within the sect, and the more likely you are to get benefits.
So after hearing what He Liang said, he nodded and said, "Then let's try it."
He Liang snorted lightly and said, "I hope your performance later can match your arrogance."
Not far away, another deacon Zhou Chi glanced at Shen Song and said with a smile: "Deacon He seems to be angry. He will not be easy to attack later. It seems that the guy you recommended will want to eat more later."
It’s such a pain.”
Shen Song didn't say a word, not worried about Su Yun at all.
After all, he had seen Su Yun's strength and methods with his own eyes; he was simply an unparalleled monster.
His attainments in swordsmanship were so profound that he worshiped him.
If He Liang wants to, like Su Yun, suppress his cultivation and spiritual power at the innate level before fighting, he is simply looking for abuse.
Shen Song felt a little excited and expectant in his heart.
After all, Su Yun's identity this time is the inheritor of the Shen family's fantasy sword.
If nothing else goes wrong, today the name of the Shen Family Fantasy Sword will usher in glory again.
"Boy, since you are practicing and inheriting the Shen family's phantom sword, let me see how far you have reached and how many swords can you create?
If it is lower than the Twenty-Four Fantasy Swords, you are not even qualified to let me look at you."
He Liang put his hands behind his back, as if he were a worldly expert, and said in a cold tone: "You go first, I don't need weapons, but you are allowed to use weapons."
Su Yun followed Shan Ruliu and immediately walked to Shen Lingjin and borrowed Shen Lingjin's magic weapon, the long sword.
After all, the magic swords on his body were stolen goods from killing Bai Ji and Meng Kang and cannot be seen in the light.
When Shen Lingjin handed over his magic sword to Su Yun, he secretly transmitted a message: "If you have a qualification rating of A, you can make an exception and choose the sword!"
When Su Yun heard this, his expression changed.
He had no intention of letting loose when fighting He Liang.
Now that he knows there is such a benefit, he will not hold back.
"Then I'm going to take action."
Su Yun's spiritual power began to flow, and according to the requirements, it only remained at the level of the first innate state.
Clang!
Shen Lingjin's magical sword was lifted up by him, like a white rainbow, flying into the sky.
"Take action!"
He Liang's face was full of impatience. He still had his hands behind his hands, but spiritual power was also flowing through his body.
The reason why he specifically emphasized that he did not use weapons but allowed Su Yun to use weapons just now was that he was going to perform a magic sword grabbing show with his bare hands later and teach the young people a good lesson.
So that Su Yun knows that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!
He Liang was thinking this way, and suddenly he felt a huge sword intent burst out from Su Yun's body.
The sword intention and the magic sword hanging in the void above it are connected as one.
"Transformation!"
A cold voice came out of Su Yun's mouth.
In the void, the sound of swords filled the sky!
I saw the magic sword vibrating, bringing out sword shadows one after another.
These sword shadows are extremely solid, not like phantoms at all, as if they are real.
In just the blink of an eye, one magic sword turned into thirty-six!
Follow Su Yun's handprint with one finger.
Thirty-six magical swords roared down and attacked, but only He Liang was taken.
"Thirty-six phantom swords!"
He Liang looked slightly surprised.
He didn't expect that the boy in front of him had already cultivated the Shen family's phantom sword to the level of thirty-six phantoms.
This is already the ultimate level of the Shen family's fantasy sword today.
Even that old guy Shen Song has barely reached this stage.
From this point of view, this boy's talent in swordsmanship is indeed outstanding.
"The Shen family's phantom sword appears to be real. It is enough to deceive others, but it is far from enough to deceive me."
He Liang sneered.
After all, he is a cultivator in the Golden Core realm. Even if his cultivation spiritual power is suppressed, the vision and insight of a Golden Core cultivator are still there.
This transformed magic sword attack appears to be very real because of the integration of sword intent.
But he was confident that he could detect the subtle differences.
"I can tell the truth and lies at a glance!"
He Liang's spiritual thoughts swept out, his eyes full of confidence.
However, the next moment, the expression on his face suddenly froze.
"It's all true!"
"impossible!!!"
The confidence in He Liang's eyes instantly turned into boundless horror.
In the perception of his spiritual mind, in each of the thirty-six flying swords that attacked and killed, there was a surging sword intent surging, the murderous intent was fierce, and it was real!